Holidays for Cory was just another time to party. To get drunk some place and stumbled back to his hole he was staying in at the time and wake up the next morning wondering what the hell happened
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Cory stopped, turning around as he heard her voice. He looked down then back to her. Her approaching him was much like a dream to him. Even when she touched him, held him, it still felt that way.
He closed his arms around her, "It's for family." He remembered what Ryan had said. Wished. "Family and loved ones." He shook his head, "I shouldn't have... I just wanted..."
He leaned in to smell her hair, "I can if you want me to. For a little while." He reached up brushing her hair back. "I just didn't think... the others would be to happy to see me." He knew it was a lame excuse but it was all he could think of.
You are family. You are loved. No matter where you are, where you go, what you ever do, Cory Raines, you live in my heart. I love you. I always will, and you belong here, as much as anyone.
*Carolina holds him tight, knowing that it was awkward, with Nick and everyone inside. But the times she got to see Cory were so few, she couldn't let a moment slip by.*
I don't care what anyone thinks. I've been honest with everyone. You're too important to me to lose you.
*Kissing his face, his neck and his lips, softly, she looked at him.* Give me your birthday. Please. Let me have that time alone with you. I'm begging you. Please. Let's go someplace alone, no distractions. One day, one night.
Cory held Carolina more tightly, closing his eyes as her words sank in. He sighed softly. As she kissed him, he wouldn't let her pull back to easily, lingering on the kiss before he would allow it.
However he had to give pause. "Birthday? Birthday... oh... I... I really don't..." He looked down, "I would give it to you if I had one, Precious."
"What about going someplace for Christmas. We can all go as a family. Go where ever you want to go. We can set up a tree and exchange presents. Then we can leave Ryan with the kids while I take you out all night and have my wicked way with you." He gave a smile. It was a dream of his after all.
Re: Letter sent on the winds to Cory, when she was so lost...coryrainesNovember 3 2006, 16:31:51 UTC
Green eyes turned the envelop over, wondering who it was from. Why it was even sent to him and more importantly how it even found him.
Magic was his only guess.
Tearing it open, the paper was extracted, opened and read. He frowned the closed his eyes for the memories flooded back. He sighed softly, gently folding back up the letter.
He couldn't remember the last time he was near New York. Near that area of the country.
A note was sent back,
Whee-bit, my fav little woman with the sexy eyes and smile,
Umm... not sure what to say other than thanks but I'll never see those things because I know you. You are a survivor. You were made from good stuff and no one will take that from you. And you know me, I would end up giving away the money.
I miss you too. No pretty smiling faces around me these days. I've gotten into some strange shit lately but hey, that is me.
Ever get bored, which I somehow doubt with that lovely family of yours, call me up.
Re: Letter sent on the winds to Cory, when she was so lost...theprivate_ryanNovember 3 2006, 23:49:55 UTC
She dialed the number, on the night of Samhain, in the bathroom of the nightclub where she had just met...this man.
His voice mail came on. So she left a message for him.
Of course you would give the money away. That's why I would give it to you. You would help some kids or someone on the fringe who only needed just a little something to get better.
I've done something. I don't know...it's...oh, Cory. I think I've gone from the Frankie into the fire.
*she started to cry, a little*
I'm so fucked up. But I have to...Cory I miss you. I miss you so much. Please take care of yourself. I miss you.
She hung up, and leaned her head against the cool metal of the stall. Then she went back out to him.
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*She had been told he was there, and everyone was watching football.*
It was nice...we lived on this big farm and the kids were running around everywhere.
*Walking down the steps, she put her arms around him.*
Why won't you stay? *The question was more than Thanksgiving, but she would settle for anything, just his voice, anything. She missed him.*
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He closed his arms around her, "It's for family." He remembered what Ryan had said. Wished. "Family and loved ones." He shook his head, "I shouldn't have... I just wanted..."
He leaned in to smell her hair, "I can if you want me to. For a little while." He reached up brushing her hair back. "I just didn't think... the others would be to happy to see me." He knew it was a lame excuse but it was all he could think of.
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*Carolina holds him tight, knowing that it was awkward, with Nick and everyone inside. But the times she got to see Cory were so few, she couldn't let a moment slip by.*
I don't care what anyone thinks. I've been honest with everyone. You're too important to me to lose you.
*Kissing his face, his neck and his lips, softly, she looked at him.* Give me your birthday. Please. Let me have that time alone with you. I'm begging you. Please. Let's go someplace alone, no distractions. One day, one night.
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However he had to give pause. "Birthday? Birthday... oh... I... I really don't..." He looked down, "I would give it to you if I had one, Precious."
"What about going someplace for Christmas. We can all go as a family. Go where ever you want to go. We can set up a tree and exchange presents. Then we can leave Ryan with the kids while I take you out all night and have my wicked way with you." He gave a smile. It was a dream of his after all.
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I wanted to tell you that you were the first guy I ever had a big, big crush on.
I don't know why, but I really just needed to tell you that.
And if anything ever happens to me, I want you to have my house in the desert, and my bike. And my truck. And the dog, the money and...everything.
I miss you every day of every week of every month of every year.
Ryan
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Magic was his only guess.
Tearing it open, the paper was extracted, opened and read. He frowned the closed his eyes for the memories flooded back. He sighed softly, gently folding back up the letter.
He couldn't remember the last time he was near New York. Near that area of the country.
A note was sent back,
Whee-bit, my fav little woman with the sexy eyes and smile,
Umm... not sure what to say other than thanks but I'll never see those things because I know you. You are a survivor. You were made from good stuff and no one will take that from you. And you know me, I would end up giving away the money.
I miss you too. No pretty smiling faces around me these days. I've gotten into some strange shit lately but hey, that is me.
Ever get bored, which I somehow doubt with that lovely family of yours, call me up.
xxx-xxx-xxxx (is my cell)
Cory
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His voice mail came on. So she left a message for him.
Of course you would give the money away. That's why I would give it to you. You would help some kids or someone on the fringe who only needed just a little something to get better.
I've done something. I don't know...it's...oh, Cory. I think I've gone from the Frankie into the fire.
*she started to cry, a little*
I'm so fucked up. But I have to...Cory I miss you. I miss you so much. Please take care of yourself. I miss you.
She hung up, and leaned her head against the cool metal of the stall. Then she went back out to him.
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