My heart breaks for him. He thought he betrayed my trust, which he did, and couldn't live with himself knowing that. But he should have known that it would take more than that to break us apart, it was just a minor disagreement. He looks up at me and I see the tears running down his face, I wipe them off with my thumb. He looks down again and notices the locket around my neck, still swinging violently from my movements.
"You found it..." I nod.
"I found it in a pile of ashes, the outside was dented and the picture was shrivelled."
"I hated myself, that was the only way I could think of doing anything without hurting myself. I am such a coward." Another tear falls down his face and I pull him into a hug. Burying his head in my neck he continues, "I hate myself. I'm such a coward. And then I did it and I didn't want you to know, I don't know how I was ever going to stop you knowing..." He buries his face deeper into my shoulder and my neck, shifting so he is comfortable.
"You know that I will forgive you for almost anything. You know that that would be the one thing I would never be able to forgive you for." He nods and again nuzzles deeper. "But I'll always remember you and you are now the one light in my life, and always will be." He looks up and stares deep into my eyes, trying to understand how I really felt. "Now, want some food?" I ask, cheering the mood a little. He nods again and I walk towards the scattered tins and cans. I pick one up and attempt to open it using the ring but my finger gets stuck and I laugh out loud. My laugh quickly turns into a self-conscious giggle as Oz starts staring at me curiously, I lift up my finger and with it the can to show my predicament. He laughs as well and comes over and eases my finger out of the ring. His hand lingers on mine for a moment. I lift my eyes to his and see a kind of longing in them. I ease my hand away from his and his eyes drop to the floor and he resumes the task of looking for the dropped tins.
"By the way, while you were unconscious you were-you were mumbling someth- No, actually, don't worry." I say, almost about to ask him about this Hannah then deciding that I don't want to know."
"What? What did I do?" I shake my head, willing him subconsciously to leave the issue alone. "Nova, you have to tell me. You know I won't stop until I know." He says, truthfully.
"You were... When you were unconscious you... You were mumbling about someone named Hannah..." I trail off, unsure of whether I want to know. He covers his face in his hands and sinks to his knees.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. If I'd have known..."
"I have only one question." He looked up at me pleadingly. "Who was she?"
"My-my first girlfriend..."
"Ok." I say. I quickly recover from his break down and continue to look for the lost cans.
"That's ok?" Oz asks confused and bewildered.
"Yeah, I mean, I've never gone out with someone before is it weird for me not to be bothered? Anyway, we need to figure out how to stop James otherwise the world will probably end." I say, mainly talking to myself because he is still kneeling on the floor looking absurdly lovestruck.
"I love you." He says, almost incomprehensibly. Shocked as I am, I pretend not to hear him, feeling that if he knows I heard him and I don't say it back, he'd be heartbroken.