Rhapsody (Part 2 of Medley).

76: LET'S HURT TONIGHT / STARS.

"Em! Emilia! EM, where are you going?!" Harry yells from behind me, struggling to match my pace in the treacherous sand.

"I'm going back to find my stupid boots!"

Why the fuck am I so worried about my boots? I couldn't care less if I had to walk barefoot back to the hotel! But I know the answer to that question... The shoes are a distraction. I needed to get away from Harry for a moment, I needed to not see his face, I needed to not hear his voice, and I needed not to smell his perfume.

"Emilia, stop!" I keep going. "Em, for the love of all that's holy, just stop walking!"

"I can't, I need to find my goddamn boots!"

Harry finally catches up to me and steps in front of me, blocking my way. I crush into the brick wall that is his chest.

"Do you have an idea of how exasperatingly ridiculous you are when you're mad?!"

His voice is louder than mine for the first time since this argument began.

"And how should I be reacting, Har? Huh? What do you expect me to do? Yes, you fucked up. You assumed the worst instead of talking to me. You degraded my love for you by thinking I'd move on with someone else within a week of our separation. You didn't trust that I'd never do that to you. But I left! I LEFT YOU! I got us here, ME!"

Before my entire body gives out and I collapse on the ground, Harry's hands hold me in place by gripping my shoulders with enough strength to keep me from falling, but softly as to not hurt me. The tears have returned and they are absorbed by Harry's shirt as he presses my head against him.

"Don't do that, Em. Don't blame yourself. We need to stop doing that, it doesn't get us anywhere determining who's fault this is. This absurd mess is our fault. We did this. You gave up on me when you left London, I gave up on you when I left Baltimore without talking to you, but we're here. We're here right now!"

"Are you asking me to forget that any of this happened? How, Harry? I've been dead for five months, how can I forget that I died?"

I can barely speak, I'm drowning in my own tears and gasping for air that won't reach my lungs as hard as I try to inhale.

Nothing has ever physically pained me as much as this moment.

"No, don't forget! If we remember how miserable being apart made us, we can make sure that we never do anything to risk going back to that misery. Let's say it all, tonight. This is it, Em. This is our chance to fix us."

"When, when we came home
Worn to the bones
I told myself, 'This could get rough'

And when, when I was off
Which happened a lot
You came to me and said, 'That's enough'

Oh, I know that this love is pain
But we can't cut it from out these veins
No

So I'll get the lights and you lock the doors
We ain't leaving this room
'Til we both feel more
Don't walk away, don't roll your eyes
They say love is pain
Well, darling, let's hurt tonight

When, when you came home
Worn to the bones
I told myself, 'This could be rough'

Oh, I know you feel insane
Tell me something that I can explain

I'll get the lights and you lock the doors
Tell me all of the things
That you couldn't before
Don't walk away, don't roll your eyes
They say love is pain
Well, darling, let's hurt tonight
If this love is pain
Then, darling, let's hurt tonight