I couldn’t believe this man. I just couldn’t. Yeah, I knew he was a piece of garbage of a person, just by the way he had been treating Val for years and, God forbid, many other girls before her... But how could he have dared to talk shit about not only about my sexuality, but also my ethnic roots? But I couldn’t show how much I was hurting deep inside. Not in front of this trash. I had other things in mind, and getting Val back to safety was my main priority.
God, what had her done wrong for him to have put her in such a miserable, painful situation for so long, everywhere? How could someone be so cold-hearted to have hurt this angel? How could he be so blind not to have seen what a wonderful person she was? How could he be such a fool for not having treated her the way she actually deserved? Not to sound like I was referring to Val as someone fragile, because she was actually so far of being that... But why had she suffered this much during her staying in the big city, with her family so close to her? God, I could’ve done anything to be by her side back then.
All this loud thoughts (which she probably had already read) raced throughout my mind as Javier was approaching her, a gun in his right hand. Fury poured down his whole being, as if he was betrayed by his best friend or whatever and wanted to get rid of them.
He was so near of her, his weapon pointing right towards her head. His index finger, about to pull the trigger...
But instead of hearing the gun banging against Val, I saw her nudging it elegantly, making it slide out of Javier’s hands and land a few metres away from their spot. He was contemplating the scene in disbelief. Taking advantage of his distraction, she threw a powerful punch on his jaw, and then another one, and then a nudge... And not until he fell to the cold ground had she stopped throwing strike after strike.
I had never doubted of her superior ability for fighting, but it still surprised me that she could manage herself so well under so much pressure of all kinds. Exhausted, injured, dehydrated, weakened, hurt... But she did it, even if she had ever thought she could’ve not.
“Guys, the man is yours” I told the police officers outside the building through the intercom. Then, I ran towards Val, who was looking for me with her eyes.
“What have I done in my life to deserve such an amazing girl like you?” she said, her eyes full of tears as she looked at me. I could see her pain, sadness and hopelessness. I could feel all of her feelings. As I wrapped her in my arms, I could feel the tension, the fear, the torture she had faced tonight.
“Enough for me to make me fall in love with you more and more every single day” I answered over her shoulder. I could sense my heart beating faster and skipping some beats.
“I’m so sorry for worrying you and bringing you here, Agus” she apologised, her voice broken.
“Elskede, you don’t need to apologise to me. None of what had happened tonight was your fault. The only one here to blame is the one who has always been afraid of letting you go that he’d do these awful things to you.” I placed my hand on her chin and lifted it gently.
“You’re so crazy, you know it?” she teased me playfully. God, I was glad she hadn’t lost her sense of humour.
“I’ve learned from the craziest one” I replied, giggling back at her.
Without hesitating, she cupped my face in her hands and softly pressed her lips on mine. It wasn’t a hungry, desperate kiss. Instead, it was one full of love and affection we both felt for each other. We showed all of our feelings in that simple gesture.
“Thank you, Agus” she softly said. “Thank you for loving me the way you do.”
“Aw, kærasta, no need to thank me” I gently answered. “I’ll never stop loving you.”
We shared the most sincere and pure smiles ever. God, she lighted the whole room with her smile. I could die right here...
“How are you feeling?” she asked me as I was helping her stand up. “I’m sorry, but I didn’t know he was worse.”
“Honestly, I’m a little hurt” I answered, “but it doesn’t matter now. I didn’t expected such comments as well, but I let them slide, you know. You were my number one priority.”
I knew she was hurting as well because of those racist words, so I let her pull me towards her as we were walking to the outside.
And when she saw her parents waiting for her besides their truck... Lord, she was glowing even more. We walked together toward their spot to meet them and fill them in with the events of the night and I let them have a moment alone with their daughter. After all, they were worried about her as much as I was.
It was over. It was finally over. We could bring Val back to safety. We were able to take who-should-not-be-called down redhanded. We got his confession. We did it.
As I sat on an old pine trunk, I looked at Val and her parents. I could sense their fear and worries were little by little fading away as they talked. My heart filled up with a warm feeling, and I was so happy to see them loosen up a little after everything.
"... thank you for coming here, guys" Val was saying to her parents as I approached them.
“Don’t give us any credit” said her mother, looking at me. “She’s the mind behind the operation ‘saving the monthiversary’.”
“Hey, but then who got the exact location of this creepy place?” I asked sarcastically, pointing at Jorge.
“Yeah, I saved the day” he said, making all of us laugh. “But in all seriousness, you were the one that suggested her ex-boyfriend could’ve been behind this, and you were damn right. You organised this operation, planned it step by step, and it was a success. The man is going to the place he deserves and our girl is coming back home, safe and sound, all thanks to you.”
I couldn’t hold back my tears anymore. It had been such a crazy night for the four of us.
“I’d do this again and again if that means saving not only her but a lot of people at the same time” I answered, whipping my tears.
“And that’s my cue to hand you this, mo chuisle” Val said as she looked for something in her jacket pocket. “I hope you like it.”
I took the package in my hands, carefully opening it... Oh, what a sweet girl she was!
“Photos of us since we met” I said, looking in awe at the pictures. “Wow, you saved pictures of our nights outdoors.”
“I treasure those moments deep inside of me” she answered, holding my hand. “Because I got to share them with the girl that holds my heart.”
And unannounced, she kissed me. I immediately pulled her close and kissed her back. All of our emotions were shown in that kiss.
“Happy sixth monthiversary, Agus” she said after breaking the kiss.
“Happy sixth monthiversary, Val.”
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