Hi there! So I haven't written anything in a while but I got a sudden inspiration for this story from personal events. It's going to be very sad, I'm warning you, so if you don't like sad stories stay away. :) Oh and it was also inspired by the song "My Moon my Man" by Feist. I hope you enjoy it!
Set in the present time of Glee, so Will and Emma just got engaged a couple months ago.
I
It was a cool spring Friday evening. The bare tree branches at the Lima Community Park swayed lethargically in the wind. The air was cold and brisk, despite the clear blue sky that was just beginning to show signs of darkening into a sunset. Streetlamps flickered on and small kids playing in the street were called inside for dinner. In the Schuester-Pillsbury household, things were getting heated.
Emma had arrived home from her SAT prep class just a few minutes ago, only to find that her very adorable fiancé had cleaned the entire house for her as a surprise. Now, they were on the couch in the warm living room, legs against legs, hips to hips, and lips to lips. Emma was still very anxious about losing her virginity, but every day her anxiety lessened by a tiny bit, due in part to her prescribed medication and in part to her wonderful, supportive fiancé.
On top of Will on the soft couch, Emma ran her fingers through his curly brown hair, sucking on his bottom lip softly. He moaned into her mouth, moving his lips against hers and caressing her small behind with his strong hands. She hesitantly slid her tongue against his lips, requesting entry into his mouth. He immediately opened his lips, cherishing the feel of her wet tongue on his.
It was then that Emma began to feel it. A hard, noticeable bulge in his pants, pressing against her thigh. It started out small, but with each kiss it grew exponentially. Emma sighed and moved her lips away from his, sitting up slowly. Will let out a ragged sigh. He knew he should expect this; she pulled away every time she felt his arousal, but it was still a major frustration. He stared longingly at Emma, who stared back at him painfully with her big amber eyes. She wanted him so bad, she couldn't deny those feelings, and she hated leaving him so sexually frustrated, but she was just so scared of the unknown. She wasn't ready to move any further yet, not tonight, that was for sure.
Will saw the firmness of denial in her face, and he sighed a second time, knowing they were done for the night. He sat up next to her, his back resting on the back of the couch.
"I… I'm sorry Will…" Emma tried to apologize for her anxieties, but Will shook his head with a forced smile. "It's okay, Em. I understand." This had become almost a daily occurrence, with some days going further than others, and he always was so perfectly gracious and understanding. But she could tell how much it pained him; she knew how long it had been since he had been with anyone.
There was a moment of silence.
"So…" Will said gruffly, clearing his throat, trying to hide the bulge in his jeans. "Um… do you want to get something to eat?"
Scratching her head and looking out the window, blushing, Emma replied, "Yeah! Yeah… that sounds great…" She got up and went to the kitchen, only to find the fridge near-empty. She walked back into the living room, where Will was gritting his teeth as his tented jeans gradually relaxed. "There's nothing to eat, do you want to go out?" Emma inquired, giggling softly at Will's embarrassment.
Will caught Emma's inconspicuous giggle and his mouth curved into a smile. "Come here, you little minx" he said, grinning as he pulled her close to him by her small waist, inspiring more adorable giggles. He tucked a strand of her beautiful ginger hair behind her ear and murmured, "I know the perfect place."
Emma smiled up into his honest blue eyes and gave him a quick kiss on the lips, before taking his hand and pulling him towards the door. Will smiled and interlocked their fingers as they stepped outside into the chilly air, locking the door behind them. They scrambled into the car, thankful for the refuge from the wind, and Will started the engine.
"You'll love this place," Will said excitedly. "Shannon told me about it – she and Cooter went there to celebrate the day they got married." They started to drive, and Emma turned on the radio, where a Feist song was playing. She smiled and began to sing along, softly at first, but then louder, looking lovingly at her fiancé while singing the words to him.
My moon, my man
So changeable and
Such a lovable lamb to me
Take it slow
Take it easy on me
And shed some light
Shed some light on me please
Take it slow
And shed some light
Shed some light on me please
My care, my coat
Leave on a high note
There's nowhere to go
There's nowhere to go
My moon, my man
She began to belt out the lyrics, and Will looked at her with more love in his eyes than any man had ever had. They stared at each other, Will taking in every word and every syllable coming from her soft lips, so enraptured by her beautiful high voice.
He was so mesmerized by her angelic beauty that he forgot to pay attention to the road.
He forgot that red light meant stop.
He forgot to even look up, because he forgot that traffic lights existed.
He forgot that there are other cars on the road, other bigger, heavier cars that are driving over the speed limit.
He forgot.
Until he saw the blinding headlights and heard the screeching brakes, milliseconds before he felt the impact. Emma felt it first. The car came flying into the passenger side, where Emma was sitting, still singing blissfully. The jolt of the impact silenced her voice, leaving only a sharp gasp stuck in her throat.
Everything moved in slow motion. Will helplessly watched the malevolent car smash into Emma's side. As if it were some kind of show, he watched Emma's mouth open, no sound escaping, as the metal rammed into her side. Then the show stopped, and everything went black.
Short first chapter. And sorry for the cliffhanger! XD I'll update as soon as I can, I promise! Reviews are really appreciated. Thank you!