Possibility
BY:OZZIE13
I do not own anything Twilight related.
Were you even thinking of me
is it even a possibility
missing me
is it even a possibility
you and me
is it even a possibility
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is it even a possibility
Sierra Noble - Possibility
"I need to go." He said roughly. He turned his naked golden body to the left side. He looked at the beautiful goddess lying next to him; her bare back was to him.
"You always need to go." She whispered so lightly, but she knew he would hear her.
She knew he would leave.
He always left.
He would come to her when he was going through tough times with the love of his life, his soul mate.
It wasn't fair.
She didn't care though. She needed him and anything he gave her she would take greedily.
She needed to feel something.
If this would help her feel something besides anger, if even only for a few hours, she would take it. Even though this was wrong she would take it, because he was her drug.
He wrapped his arms around her thin waist, and pulled her in tightly. She shuts her eyes firmly, and felt his warm breath on her flushed cheeks. They felt so right together, but that wasn't enough; she wasn't enough to fight for. They couldn't fight fate. He couldn't fight fate. He never could, he would never want to.
Why settle for second best, when he could have first?
His grip was tight, but she stayed limp. She closed her eyes and counted to ten, wishing these fears would disappear, was it even a possibility, maybe not.
"Leah..."
He moaned into her neck, and gave her a kiss.
She shivered.
This part hurt the most.
She hated it.
He would only love her for a few hours than he would leave to be with her. But this was her fault, she knew the consequences and still she was letting this go on. She couldn't help herself though, because it felt right, it made her feel something else for a change and she wanted to feel something else. She would do anything to feel something different then her regular self, and if it meant having him leaving her for someone else she would do it knowing that he would come back.
Because he always did.
He squeezed her twice and she knew what he was going to say next, like he always did.
"I love you."
But not as much as her she would think and her reply to this would always be:
"Is that even a possibility?"
He would never reply to her question. He just held her tight and breathe in her intoxicating scent. After a few seconds he would get up and get dressed, like he always did. When he was done he would make his way to her side of the bed and kneeled down, which she would be closing her eyes, not wanting to see the look on his face. He leaned his forehead against hers, and watched her pained expression.
"I'll miss you." He whispered and gets to his feet. He made his way to the door and waited like he always does and Leah finally whispered the same thing she always does:
"Is that even a possibility?"
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