Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this fic… but wish I could own or be with channing tatum…..muy caliente!
Summary: After losing Alan in a terrible car accident, Savannah reevaluates her life with John.
Still Holding on
Dear John
Today's Christmas and I made your favorite… lasagna. A lot has happen John Since I last saw you. Your father finally came out of his house and moved in with me, but I still feel lonely after Alan passed.
I wish you were here to hold me, the house feels cold and empty of life. John I know your heart is with the army but you also promised it was with me too. I feel so alone all the time and I cry myself to sleep.
The other night, I went and visited Randy. John please don't be too upset with me but he made me come to life again. The way he held and comforted me, made me realize that as long as you are committed to the army, I will be committed to him.
Don't get me wrong, I love you and only you. This is just a phase…something I must do to keep me sane and push the thoughts of suicide out my mind.
Randy actually reminded me of you when we first kissed. He was the perfect gentlemen. Slowly he disrobed me and laid me on a bed of royal silks. It was the best I felt in a long time. His hands felt experienced sliding across my breast, messaging them gentle. The sound of his moans reminded me of your deep voice that always arouses me.
And before I knew it, I was looking at your face, kissing your lips, and silently screaming your name. Wishing that he would take me to a level of ecstasy that only you can take me. Tugging on his waist harder, I wanted him to move deeper and faster. Streams of tears ran down my face as I finally reached my climax and collapsed on his shoulder.
Baby I know it was the wrong thing to do but know that I love you and want you to come home to meet a new face.
Love,
Savannah
P.S I had a baby John.