A/N: This chapter is only somewhat filler. Some key points are vaguely hit, but otherwise it's just a quick chapter I needed to use to fluff it up just a bit. So please enjoy. : )
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I don't really like heights. That most of the reasoning behind my fear flights. If we were meant to fly we would have wings. But this… Thing was just ridiculous. Who would purposely ride this? Well, a lot of people I guess. The line traveled for what looked like miles. It did seem to go fast though. Edward pulled me to the end of the line and came to an abrupt stop right behind some, um, robust woman and her two little children. You bring kids on this? I don't think that's safe. I guess it was, seeing as Edward said he's been on this ride since before he can remember. And he's still alive.
Obviously.
"Are you excited?" He had the same crooked smile on his face and his eyes were lit with his giddiness. I was beginning to fall in love with that smirk.
In love, huh?
With the smirk. Not him. The smirk. Yup.
We were in line for a good hour not really saying much. We kept up light conversation, but it was hard to talk with excitement in fear coursing through your veins. Well, his excitement. My fear. The closer we got, the more nervous I became. I don't think I could do this.
"I think I'll stay down here, Edward. You can go. I'll wave," I said with a hopeful smile.
"No, love, I don't think so. You're going up there with me. It's not so bad once you're there. It's much more intimidating from down here, looking up."
"If you sure," I was completely unsure, however. He wrapped his arm firmly around my shoulders. No escaping now.
"Besides, I'll be there to protect you, won't I?" He said. The smirk that graced his lips was comforting now. I wonder how he does that. Makes the same exact smile mean different things. I seem happy smirk, mischievous smirk, comforting smirk, funny smirk and confused smirk. And that was just today. I smiled and leaned into his side.
"I guess you will be." He broadened his smile and stepped up, we're next. Oh, sweet baby Jesus, I don't want to die now.
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"See, this isn't so bad? It isn't like you're hanging out there." He rationed. He was right though. It's not that bad. It's actually very beautiful up here. And my death grip on his hand had loosened. A little. He didn't seem to mind though. And all of the rambling and freaking the fuck out I did while he tried to get me just into the little bubble like capsule thing, he didn't mind. He was extremely patient.
"We were at the very top when the wheel paused. "Holy shit! Oh, God. This is how I die isn't it? What happened to it? What if it stopped and just.. Detached?" I was starting to hyperventilate. If I didn't die from falling to my death I would definitely die from suffocating from freaking about dying. He chuckled at my panic attack. I don't think it's funny. "Excuse me? What's so funny about this?"
"It's not funny, love. Come here and just sit. It always stops up here. You're fine. I'm fine. Everything is fine." He was comforting with that smirk again. Well, if he's sure. I sat down next to him and the wheel started back up slowly. Well, then. Would you look at that.
"Thank you," I said quietly. I'm not sure what I was thankful for, a little of everything. Probably because he's had to put up with me. He smiled warmly and leaned in towards me. His eyes were trained on my lips. I felt the butterflies fluttering again as I closed my eyes. He was inches away from my face when my eyes flew back open, and my hand flew over my mouth. A wave of nausea crashed over me. His eyes flickered from hurt to fright in a minute. He gave me a bag from, I don't actually know where. Guess a lot of people don't like heights. I knew I wasn't weird. Alice. I put the bag to good use while Edward rubbed my back softly, holding back my hair. His sweetness really wanted make me cry. I was not the crying type of person, but it hit me for some reason.
"You okay?" He asked softly once I finished.
"Yeah, I'll be okay, I just feel, I don't know, weird. Do you mind if I go home after this?"
"Not at all. Look we're getting off next. I'll take you home."
"Thank you." Was all I said. I just wanted to lay down. I didn't like this feeling that was washing over me quickly.
We had quickly exited and I was home before I knew it. This made sense though, since Edward was obviously not informed that a normal road is not a NASCAR track. I felt horrible about ruining this day, but I felt horrible. Just my stomach though. It must just be a little stomach bug. Change in environment maybe. Edward stayed with me until Alice glided in a huge smile plastered on her face. She looked at us together on the couch, with my head in his lap. She was smiling until she saw the look on my face. Edward got up to talk briefly with her in the kitchen, probably relaying the embarrassing day I'd just ended and left after placing a kiss on my forehead. Me and Alice just relaxed and watched the girl day movies, Breakfast Club, Sixteen candles and such. Alice had taken Edward's place and had my head in her lap, stroking my hair. This is how we spent the rest of the night, excuse the quick runs to the bathroom to puke.
Again.
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I hope the fact it's out right now will make up for the shortness. But I do have the next chapter set: ). See that pretty button right there? Yeah. I think you should click it, write something pretty
