After Prom

Jun 22, 2005 14:45

Could there have been a more wonky Prom night? Wait, don't answer that, because I know what the answer would be ( Read more... )

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avasa_edan June 22 2005, 20:14:55 UTC
There's a stillness in the air, the quiet after the storm, one assumes. I rest my head against the sofa, a need to do something overwhelms me. Need to move, the need to see Dawn. See for myself and know that she was okay. Yet how could I do that now that her family was whole again? That they watch her every move? I try to sleep but my mind is in unrest, if only things were simple for us, but how could they ever be.

It was as if a spark had been lit in my darkened mind when I heard her voice in the distance, she was coming and I would keep her safe.

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_dawnie_ June 22 2005, 20:19:10 UTC
The woods path soothes me, like it always does. The day is warm and I can hear birds twittering overhead in the shady branches. There's a stream nearby, and the water gurgles over the rocks. What would it be like to live in such a peaceful environment all the time?

I approach the cabin, tapping gently at the unlocked door before I push it open. I smile as I see him on the couch. Some days, seeing him feels like the first time again.

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avasa_edan June 22 2005, 20:26:35 UTC
I smile and move to meet her at the door, there's chaos in her mind which beguiles her exterior appearance. I press my lips softly against hers, silently asking if she's okay.

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_dawnie_ June 22 2005, 20:34:54 UTC
Every time I see him, it reinforces that everything we've had to do to be together is worth it. I can feel him reading my state of mind even as he kisses me, as his arms move around me to press me against him. Calm ripples out from inside of me like water, and I put my arms around his neck and kiss him back before saying, "I'm better now."

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_dawnie_ June 22 2005, 21:21:13 UTC
I love his smile. And his touch. I shiver just a little, nestling my head against his shoulder. "It would," I agree. He makes me feel like someone incredibly special but at the same time, like I could be anyone ordinary, without the weird life history. Does that even make sense?

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avasa_edan June 22 2005, 21:30:30 UTC
I smile at her last thought, my fingers curling in her hair. "It's almost a fairy tale, two people beating extraordinary odds to find one other in the chaos, to find happiness and be 'happily ever after'." I wasn't even sure why I said that but felt comfortable with the words, my eyes falling to the ring on Dawn's finger.

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_dawnie_ June 22 2005, 21:38:13 UTC
I look up at him, my eyes filled with everything I'm feeling: love, happiness, the amazing sense of never having to hide anything because he knows and would never judge me for any of it, even the most unkind and stupid thoughts that I might have on occasion. I smile, reaching up to trace over his lips, knowing that nothing needs to be said out loud. Better than a fairy tale, because it's real.

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