G: Good with the bad

Amy started to knock on the door, but with the first knock the door creaked open. It wasn't like Dante to leave his door open, something was wrong. Now, extremely worried, she stepped inside "Dante?" she called out. She looked down and saw a trial of blood droplets leading toward the bathroom. "Dante!" she rushed toward the bathroom. He was propping himself up with one arm against the wall, the other slumped in the basin with his sleeve rolled up, covered in blood stains.

"Dante! We need to go to a hospital!" she rushed to him. "No" he turned to her. "You should leave" he turned away. There was a huge gash on his forearm. "What?! I'm not leaving, you can barely stand!" She took a towel and pressed it on the wound. He let out a grunt from the pain. "And your loosing a lot of blood." She pressed down on the wound even more. "Ouuch!" he let out.

"Th-there is a first aid kit in my closet" Dante cringed from the pain. "Okay. Press down on this" she pointed towards the towel and ran out to get the kit. Within seconds she was back. She hastily placed the first aid kit on the toilet seat. "There should be a s-sewing kit in there. Thread the needle and give it to me." he almost lost his footing as he said it. "O-okay" Amy rummaged through the things and found it. She quickly did as he asked and handed it to him.

After he cleaned the wound and he stitched it, Amy helped him to the kitchen. "What happened?!" she asked. "Could you get me the whiskey bottle" Dante pointed to the top shelf behind her. Amy obliged but she held on to it. "Tell me what happened! And then you can have it." she added stubbornly.

"Fine!" he gave her a scowling look. "Jimmy is my friend. He gets into trouble sometimes, so I help him out" he pulled the bottle out of her hand and took a big gulp. "So what?! Your like a gun for hire?!" Amy took hold of the bottle again.

"I'm not for hire. Jimmy and I have an understanding."

Dante took the bottle again along with another big gulp. "So your what? His muscle?" Amy asked. Dante didn't say anything, he just took another gulp from the bottle. "Oh my g... You really are a gangster!" Amy uttered the words in disbelief.

"Now... You see me." he said calmly as his whole demeanor changed for a split second. Shivers went through her spine. He had never been cold towards her before. How was this possible? His parents were so nice, how could he be a bad guy?

"I'd understand if you want to run away from me now. Now that you know." he put the bottle down, and looked at her, his expression begging her to stay.

Amy was stunned, she didn't have any words. They stood there in utter silence for what felt like forever. "I should go" she finally uttered. Dante didn't even try to stop her, he couldn't force her to stay. There was nothing he could do to make her.

Amy all but ran out of his apartment back to hers. She went to her bed and sat on the edge, stunned. How could he hide such a part of himself, so well, that she didn't even pick up on it, at all.

Then, her thoughts trailed back to the dates they had. The way he held her hand. The kisses he gave her. That night they almost spent together. How happy she was whenever they were together. Was it possible? Did he take her heart in just two weeks? Her thoughts rummaged through all her memories of them together.

Finally, she let out a great big sigh. There was no denying it, she was in love with him. And what was worse, was that she left him there, all alone, injured and convinced that she had left him for good. The part that loved him overtook the part that was afraid. Quiet resolve took hold. She took her keys, stepped out her door and locked it. She calmly went to his apartment door, and knocked.

She stood there for a long while and just as she was about to leave, he opened the door.

Amy took one look at him and rushed toward him, wrapping her arms around him. Stunned, he looked at her. He didn't expect her to come back to him. In fact, he was convinced she called the cops and he was about to get arrested again.

"You came back..." he uttered, still shocked.

Amy lifted her head away from his chest and said "I choose the good with the bad" and then she kissed him.

The End.