This is very strange, and very short, and very rough, and very quick. LOL. I hope you like it!
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Broken. Un-fixable. Shattered. That's what she was. Allison Cameron knew that. Something was wrong with her heart, she realized that. She didn't know what it was, but there was something very wrong. She married a man who was dying, she fell in love with a man who would never love her back, and when she finally fell for a man who loved her back with the same intensity that she loved him, she ran away when she realized that she was actually married to him. Robert Chase didn't deserve that. She didn't deserve him. He was such an amazing guy, always ready for her, taking on any adventure she threw at him, wanting her when she woke up in the middle of the night…And she had let him go.
How had that happened?
She wondered this as she sat in the taxi that was taking her to her apartment. Chase had known she was going to be difficult from the first moment he realized he was falling for her, but he hadn't been prepared for exactly how crazy she was actually going to be. But he still loved her, and still wanted her, and she knew he would take her back in the blink of an eye. Not because he was a pushover, but because he loved her, and wanted to fix her. To fix her heart.
Why had she run away? He was the best thing that had ever happened to her. And even after the way she had treated him, he still loved her. What was she doing? Cameron leaned forward and re-instructed the taxi driver. The taxi turned and soon Cameron was before a building that was all too fimiliar. She waved at the knowing doorman as she ran in and took the elevator to the third floor. She walked quickly down the hallway and knocked on the door. It opened only a moment later and she stared into the eyes of her love, the eyes which had been locked on hers for many, many hours.
"Hey," he said, looking confused but happy none-the-less.
"Hey," she replied, suddenly wondering what she was going to say. They stood there awkwardly for the moment. Then she leaned forward and he took her in his arms, holding her close against his body. Tears began to trail down her face and she sniffed.
"Hey, it's okay," he whispered. "It's okay, I've got you," he whispered, still holding her in one arm as he brought her into his apartment and shut the door, leading her to the couch and sitting down with her. She clung to him, the tears flowing freely now. She hic-cuped, trying to say something.
"What is it?" He asked.
"I…I want you to fix me," she finally. "I want to stay with you." A smile spread across his face and he kissed her hard on the mouth. She felt herself responding automatically, loosing herself in his kiss as his hands travelled over her body, up her back and tangling themselves in her hair.
"I love you," he told her, looking at her intensely.
"I love you too," she replied, her heart telling her so over and over again.
Maybe she wasn't completely broken…
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