She was staring at him again. He could feel her eyes on his back. The noise of the pub faded, the faces of his friends blurred, he was aware only of his beating heart and her gaze. His neck burned, his cheeks blushed, he turned around.
There, sitting at a table similar to his, she was pretty, her eyes bright and her face framed by a cascade of golden locks. As he caught her eyes she flushed and looked down a shy smile hovering on her lips. His heart beat that little quicker. All he needed to do was stand up and walk over. Introduce himself, ask a few questions, she would hang on his every word, he would be captured by her every movement. He stood up and took two steps towards her table.
Time stopped, men remained motionless mid sip, a glass hung in the air half way to smashing onto the ground, silence reigned.
“Michael David Peterson, it would seem as if, once again, you have a choice to make.” the words echoed out of a pair of cold mocking lips. A pale faced man lounged on top of a table sipping a cocktail. He was clothed in darkness and his eyes were cold.
“A choice that can only be made once.” A second man stood right behind the girl; clothed in light, his face was kindly and his eyes warm. “A choice that should be no choice at all.”
“Exactly, look at her, pretty isn’t she? A fine catch. And I’m sure she has a ‘great personality’ as well.” said Darkness “Play your cards right and you’ll be a lucky man tonight.”
“Block your ears to his lying words!” interrupted Light “Are you really willing to take advantage of her? You don’t even know her name but your thoughts defile her.” Light placed himself between Michael and the girl.
“Oh step aside fool. Michael isn’t going to use the girl, he isn’t going to do anything wrong, they’re just going to talk, get to know each other better and if one thing leads to another so what?” Darkness drained his cocktail and jumped to the ground. “Look at her Michael, look at the way she is trying to pretend she isn’t watching your every move, look at her, she’s beautiful.”
“Beauty deceives the mind.” intoned Light.
“You ponderous windbag, get with the times, Michael is old enough to do as he pleases. He’s a strapping young lad why shouldn’t he enjoy himself?” Darkness prowled around Michael his cold eyes alive with delight.
“Can you do that Michael?” whispered Light in his ear “Can you forget your Saviour’s will so easily?”
“The Saviour will forgive, he’ll understand, he knows what emotions rage through young men. Now Michael, take a step forward, speak to the girl, tonight’s your night.”
“This is wrong Michael David Peterson; this will lead you down a path you shouldn’t want to tread.”
“How can it be so wrong when it feels so right?”
“How can it be right when it feels so wrong?”
He walked up to her, smiled, asked her name, she smiled back, her eyes searched his, he commented that her name was as pretty as he thought it would be, she couldn’t help but laugh, he opened his mouth to ask her another question.
Time stopped. The girl froze in mid laugh, her mouth open, her eyes wide.
“You’re ruining his game,” complained Darkness this time lying on the table his face staring up into Michael’s. “Let him work his magic in peace. He’s only just getting started.”
“What are you doing Michael?” asked Light, he stood several feet away from the table; his kind face was stern and his eyes hard. “You know where this is going to lead you.”
“What are you talking about? He’s just being friendly, there’s no harm in that. Should he alienate himself from the rest of the world? Should he give all the cold shoulder?”
“Friendship is one thing. This is another.”
“Oh put a sock in it. Michael doesn’t want to hear what you have to say. He listens to me.” Darkness smiled broadly “So go ahead Michael, block up your ears to this goody two shoes, do what you want, do what feels good.”
“Your bond over him is broken.” Light strode up to Darkness and threw him off the table “Your stranglehold over his heart has been destroyed.”
“Silence fool!” shouted Darkness climbing to his feet and squaring up to Light.
“Michael David Peterson is no longer your slave. He has been set free. The blood of his Saviour has redeemed his life.”
“He is mine! I rule in his heart!” Darkness screamed, black clouds rolling off him.
“You do no such thing. Get behind me Darkness. Leave this child alone. May your twisting lips be silent, may your foul words never be heard, you no longer have any power here.” Light commanded blazing brighter than the noonday sun.
Darkness opened his mouth but no sound came out. Silence had been forced on him. He glared at Light, a venomous hate filled glare that Light merely smiled at.
For Light will stand against Darkness and prevail.
His eyes were open, how could he have been so blind? What was he doing? How could he be so stupid? He knew where this was heading; he knew it to be wrong. He stood up; she looked at him a puzzled expression on her face. He glanced at her one more time, his eyes apologetic; he would never be able to explain. With a deep breath he walked out the pub without looking back. As he did so his heart praised his Saviour for preventing his sin.
Once again any criticism welcome. Story not based on personal experience. Story was allegorical but only to a certain degree please don't read too much into it. It is just a story!