This Don’t Even Feel Like Falling (Part 20)
Title: This Don’t Even Feel Like Falling (Part 20)
Author:xjekkix
Word Count: 672 words
Summary: Sometimes things have to fall apart before they can be fixed.
Rating: PG-13 - sexual references
Disclaimer: This is not real.
Samantha's seen this before. She knows the girl better than almost anyone. She's watched her shy away from relationship after relationship, terrified of falling too hard.
So, she does just what she knows she has to - wait. It's not easy of course. She watches the girl, from afar, as she falls apart a little more each day. It takes all she has to stay a safe distance away, while also subtly letting Lindsay know that she's still right here.
Samantha thinks maybe she's made a mistake when several weeks have gone by and nothing has changed. She hasn't made any progress, and Lindsay seems like maybe she's getting it together. Slowly, she resigns herself to the fact that perhaps she's lost her chance.
But all that changes one night when she pulls up her street in the middle of the night after a DJ'ing gig. She's lethargic and feeling sorry for herself again. She rubs at her eyes and has every intention of going straight to bed.
Her heart stops when she finds a car parked in her garage. First, she tries to remember if she invited anyone over; nope. Then she feels anger. Why would some idiot park in front of MY garage? Don't people have any decency! Finally, she realizes why she recognizes the vehicle when a fragile-looking redhead climbs out, a sad smile on her face.
Samantha pulls her car up onto the driveway as far as she can, quickly throws the car into park and jumps out. She runs toward the girl, stopping just short of her. "What are you doing here? Everything okay?" She sounds concerned, but tries to seem unaffected. No reason to let the girl know how much it's breaking her up inside to not be able to hold her.
The girl says nothing but the tears cascading down her freckled cheeks speak volumes. Samantha takes her gently by the arm and encourages her inside the house.
Lindsay paces around the house for awhile, sipping at a cup of tea offered to her. The silence is testing Samantha's patience, but she figures she has waited this long already, what's another hour or two?
"Do you wanna tell me what's going on?" Samantha asks her, sitting down beside the girl on her own bed. Blankets are strewn everywhere as she hasn't had the ambition to make her bed in days.
"I just don't think I could be without you. I just couldn't," Lindsay says, sobbing convulsively. Samantha holds her firmly by the arms and tries to stop the shaking.
"You won't have to be without me. Ever." She can feel a lump forming in her throat and tries to fight off tears. Unsuccessful, she feels a warm stream down her cheek. She's amazed when she doesn't feel as vulnerable and exposed as she usually does when she cries.
"Ever? Even if we don't last?" Lindsay asks, gasping and catching her breath.
"Yes, of course. I will always be around when you need me. No matter what." The two embrace for what looks like an eternity but feels like mere seconds.
In no time, they go from simultaneous bouts of tears to breathless moans beneath the sheets.
Both exhausted but content, they lay on their backs, chests heaving with deep breaths.
"Have you ever been in love before?" Lindsay asks, curiously.
"I'm not sure. I don't think so. Why?" Samantha responds, turning on her side to face the girl.
"Well if this is what love feels like, I don't think I've ever been in it before."
Samantha smiles, a little confused but she understands. She, too, has never experienced a feeling quite so inexplicable as this.
She leans over and kisses her gently on the forehead before rolling over and pinning her to the bed once again.
They've cancelled all of their plans for the next week, and they'll stay in bed the entire time if that's what it takes. But it shouldn't matter because Samantha guesses she'll never have to go without the girl again.
The End!
Now back to sequel writing and got a lil something else up my sleeve! I apologize for not posting yesterday but a raging hangover had me lacking inspiration!
Author:xjekkix
Word Count: 672 words
Summary: Sometimes things have to fall apart before they can be fixed.
Rating: PG-13 - sexual references
Disclaimer: This is not real.
Samantha's seen this before. She knows the girl better than almost anyone. She's watched her shy away from relationship after relationship, terrified of falling too hard.
So, she does just what she knows she has to - wait. It's not easy of course. She watches the girl, from afar, as she falls apart a little more each day. It takes all she has to stay a safe distance away, while also subtly letting Lindsay know that she's still right here.
Samantha thinks maybe she's made a mistake when several weeks have gone by and nothing has changed. She hasn't made any progress, and Lindsay seems like maybe she's getting it together. Slowly, she resigns herself to the fact that perhaps she's lost her chance.
But all that changes one night when she pulls up her street in the middle of the night after a DJ'ing gig. She's lethargic and feeling sorry for herself again. She rubs at her eyes and has every intention of going straight to bed.
Her heart stops when she finds a car parked in her garage. First, she tries to remember if she invited anyone over; nope. Then she feels anger. Why would some idiot park in front of MY garage? Don't people have any decency! Finally, she realizes why she recognizes the vehicle when a fragile-looking redhead climbs out, a sad smile on her face.
Samantha pulls her car up onto the driveway as far as she can, quickly throws the car into park and jumps out. She runs toward the girl, stopping just short of her. "What are you doing here? Everything okay?" She sounds concerned, but tries to seem unaffected. No reason to let the girl know how much it's breaking her up inside to not be able to hold her.
The girl says nothing but the tears cascading down her freckled cheeks speak volumes. Samantha takes her gently by the arm and encourages her inside the house.
Lindsay paces around the house for awhile, sipping at a cup of tea offered to her. The silence is testing Samantha's patience, but she figures she has waited this long already, what's another hour or two?
"Do you wanna tell me what's going on?" Samantha asks her, sitting down beside the girl on her own bed. Blankets are strewn everywhere as she hasn't had the ambition to make her bed in days.
"I just don't think I could be without you. I just couldn't," Lindsay says, sobbing convulsively. Samantha holds her firmly by the arms and tries to stop the shaking.
"You won't have to be without me. Ever." She can feel a lump forming in her throat and tries to fight off tears. Unsuccessful, she feels a warm stream down her cheek. She's amazed when she doesn't feel as vulnerable and exposed as she usually does when she cries.
"Ever? Even if we don't last?" Lindsay asks, gasping and catching her breath.
"Yes, of course. I will always be around when you need me. No matter what." The two embrace for what looks like an eternity but feels like mere seconds.
In no time, they go from simultaneous bouts of tears to breathless moans beneath the sheets.
Both exhausted but content, they lay on their backs, chests heaving with deep breaths.
"Have you ever been in love before?" Lindsay asks, curiously.
"I'm not sure. I don't think so. Why?" Samantha responds, turning on her side to face the girl.
"Well if this is what love feels like, I don't think I've ever been in it before."
Samantha smiles, a little confused but she understands. She, too, has never experienced a feeling quite so inexplicable as this.
She leans over and kisses her gently on the forehead before rolling over and pinning her to the bed once again.
They've cancelled all of their plans for the next week, and they'll stay in bed the entire time if that's what it takes. But it shouldn't matter because Samantha guesses she'll never have to go without the girl again.
The End!
Now back to sequel writing and got a lil something else up my sleeve! I apologize for not posting yesterday but a raging hangover had me lacking inspiration!