Hi all! This is a completely new pairing for me. A completely new category even! So please review and let me know what you think. Amy x
She's gone.
Connie sat in her office, staring blankly at the wall ahead of her. She couldn't believe it, that she'd gone. She could have made her so happy, Connie could have made herhappy. But now they'll never know.
Connie had never realized how much she had loved her, wanted to be with her until now. Just like the old saying, 'you don't know what you've got until it's gone.' It was certainly true in this case.
She'd had so many opportunities to tell her how she felt. Why didn't she? She was scared. Connie had never had feelings for a woman before, and she was scared. She couldn't explain the feelings either, she didn't know how it had happened, they were just…there.
There had been other people in her life that she never had the chance to say how she felt to. But none of them were as special as her. All the other people in her life had come and gone, meant nothing to her, in comparison to the woman she loved.
They'd always been friends, but friends was never enough. A tear escaped Connie's eye as she remembered all the times they had spent together. At the pub after a long shift, they nearly always had too much to drink. Connie could handle her drink, but she was falling over after a couple of drinks! Connie always took her home. Through the cab journey, to where she practically carried her up the stairs, Connie fought the urge to kiss her right then. She came so close to kissing her, but she couldn't. She couldn't take advantage of her like that. It wasn't like Connie, but as soon as she got home, she crumpled in a heap on the floor and sobbed.
Tears wouldn't stop flowing down Connie's cheeks as she reminisced. There were so many unanswered questions going round and round her head like 'What if I had told her?' and 'What if she has felt the same way?' and 'What if she had cried over her just like she had done?' Connie stopped this train of thought almost as quickly as it had started, it was too painful to bear thinking about. The pain was already killing her, she didn't need her over-active imagination adding to the pain.
The realization dawned on Connie like a ton of bricks. She'd never see her again. She was almost expecting her to walk into her office and ask her if she wanted to go for a drink. 'If only,' Connie thought to herself. 'If only I could see her beautiful face again, I'd hold her tight, I'd tell her that I loved her and I'd never let her go.' More tears rolled down Connie's already tear and mascara-stained face.
They could have been perfect together, could have made each other complete. But now they'll never know. Because Diane's gone.
Please let me know what you think. Amy x