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shewillbeloved_x 1 decade ago

amazinnnnng ;D

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fabulosity 1 decade ago

More please! Love this (:

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silent_write

posted June 17, 2011 at 4:54pm UTC tagged with story

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Ki s s . m e . g o o d b y e . (part 36) I followed Brad's exemplary dive and felt the cool rush of water surround me. When I surfaced, he was swimming towards me, his movements smooth and confident. "Turn around," he told me. "We're going that way." "This is crazy," I informed him, again. "So you've said." he flashed me his dazzling smile and flicked some water at me. "Let's go." I swam beside him, trying to keep up. This was unfamiliar, I realized. My feet no longer scraped the sandy bottom. There were huge, shady trees sloping over the creek here, enclosing it. Specks of white flowers dotted the grassy banks, and the plants seem to lean towards the water. "It's beautiful," I said, and it really was. "Really takes your breath away," Brad's voice was gentle. "Makes you think." "I love this creek," I told him. "It's so peaceful. So easy to listen to your mind." "Here, it's even easy to listen to your heart." I felt the urge to tell him exactly what my heart was feeling, to jump on him and make love on the banks, but somehow I knew he wouldn't be interested. "I love you," I said, and somehow those words summed it up. "That's what my heart is saying." His expression was touched. "I love you, too," he was close to me now, whispering in my ear. He dunked under, and re surfaced, shaking the water out of his hair, onto me. "Hey," I said, pretending to be upset. "You're already wet," he replied. "So are you!" I splashed him, then ducked for cover. He followed me, spraying water at me with his hands. "Time out!" I shrieked. "There aren't time outs in a water fight!" he shouted. I swam away from him underwater, hoping the water was murky enough that he wouldn't be able to see me. When I came up, he looked surprised. I took the opportunity to splash him again. "Oh no you didn't," he said playfully. "Oh yes I did," I flirted. He caught up to me easily and grabbed me around the waist, kissing me. I was about to go for some tongue but he pulled away. "You're beautiful, Erin. I hope you know that." "You're kind of obligated to say that." He laughed. "You're more than beautiful, babe. You're stunning. Inside and out." I blushed. "Come on," he said, taking my hand. "There's more to see!"
Ki s s . m e . g o o d b y e . (part 38) "I think we've pretty much exhausted the night," Brad was saying as we held the opposite sides of the tablecloth and folded it together. I smiled mysteriously. "I've still got something to show you," I told him. "Okay," he kissed my ear and took the tablecloth from me, putting it in the picnic basket. I put all the dirty silverware in it, clattering. "Whose driving?" I glanced at the empty wine bottle. "I don't think either of us should." "So responsible," he smiled. "So where is it?" "Not too far. Between home and here." He took this in. "Let's get cracking." I giggled, taking his hand and leading him through the woods. We walked, talking about nothing and stopping here and there to kiss. When we finally got to the swampy clearing where I'd found The Car, I stopped him and turned him so he could see what I was looking at. The car's blue paint was peeling off, and its bumper was well submerged in the creek. The windows were all smashed and the damage from its accident was evident. Someone had swerved to avoid a deer and abandoned his smashed car, which was then left there, tossed to the side and worthless, until I'd found it and used it since. I showed him how to climb into the passenger seat through the back window, and got into the driver's. The key was still in the ignition. I turned it and music came on, playing softly. "I came here all the time after we broke up," I explained. "It reminded me of us, but not enough to make it hurt. I could listen to music and drown the world out. There's no trace of civilization right here. And there were days when I just couldn't deal with people." He nodded. "I used my treehouse," he told me. "Just climbed right up. It felt so good to be on top of the world. Even for an hour or so. Like I was so powerful it didn't matter I was alone." "It's better to be together," I said. "I'm happier."