"How's this?" I asked , holding up a black dress.
"Don't you think that's a little bit dark and sad?" he asked from the chair.
"It....is?" I asked , looking over the dress again.
"Do wear any bright colours?" he asked.
"Oh , I think I know what you mean!" I said retrieving another dress from the closet. It was a dark red , almost to the colour of blood with a dark shine to it.
"Are you a goth?" he asked , sighing.
"Uh , no. Why?" I asked , as he stood up and walked over to the closet. I blinked a few times , curiously watching as he pushed all of my short dresses into the back. He was searching through the closet , and then finally came out with something.
"Ah ha! This is a bright colour," he said , holding up a golden yellow sundress.
"But....it's too bright," I said. He looked at me concerned , and I didn't know why when I felt something warm and moist move down my cheek. We remained standing there for a few moments, staring , as my vision blurred and more tears came. I quickly wiped away the tears , but to no avail , more came in their place and I felt embarrassed. But a cold feeling spread through my entire being , and I could feel my knees get weak. Then I saw it , I saw it all over again. I saw my wedding happen all over again and more tears overflowed. I could feel myself falling , but I'm not fainting this time. I can feel the air brush against the back of my neck , and my hand seems to reach out on it's own accord. I don't expect anything to catch me , I wished that Quatre would , but he's not here. It seems as though everything around me has become dark suddenly , I think I have retreated into my mind once more. Suddenly I feel warmth on my hand , and I'm not falling anymore. I open my eyes from my mind , and I realize where I am. That guy. How did he coax me out of my mind? No one can do that , and not so quickly. He is holding me , and warmth spreads throughout my body , as I feel more tears fall down my cheeks. I reach my arms around him , so that I won't fall again. But I can't help it , my knees fall beneath me , and I feel myself falling again.I expect the warmth to leave , but it's still there , he's falling too.That sound....he's....he's crying. I close my eyes , and rest my chin against his shoulder ,my tears still coming. That sundress.....uncle Quatre gave it to me on my sixteenth birthday. We are both crying , and it's like we can't stop anymore. Finally I feel as though I will fall asleep again , but I can't. That's when I know. I know that I have been caught in the trap I so steadily avoided for so many years. I don't cry anymore. A warm feeling goes through me , and I smile. I sit back , and look up into his eyes. I reach out my hand , and wipe away his tears softly. He looks at me questioningly. As if on instinct , my face nears his , and I close my eyes. That cold voice screams no , it's losing it's control on my mind. I feel as if I am almost there , then I feel his arms around my waist , and my arms encircle his neck.
"No,"
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ahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!I am so very evil , am I not?! Sorry it's so short though , it makes me want to write the next part really badly , I'm serious , it does!It's that scary to think about!Puh-lease review!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Don't you think that's a little bit dark and sad?" he asked from the chair.
"It....is?" I asked , looking over the dress again.
"Do wear any bright colours?" he asked.
"Oh , I think I know what you mean!" I said retrieving another dress from the closet. It was a dark red , almost to the colour of blood with a dark shine to it.
"Are you a goth?" he asked , sighing.
"Uh , no. Why?" I asked , as he stood up and walked over to the closet. I blinked a few times , curiously watching as he pushed all of my short dresses into the back. He was searching through the closet , and then finally came out with something.
"Ah ha! This is a bright colour," he said , holding up a golden yellow sundress.
"But....it's too bright," I said. He looked at me concerned , and I didn't know why when I felt something warm and moist move down my cheek. We remained standing there for a few moments, staring , as my vision blurred and more tears came. I quickly wiped away the tears , but to no avail , more came in their place and I felt embarrassed. But a cold feeling spread through my entire being , and I could feel my knees get weak. Then I saw it , I saw it all over again. I saw my wedding happen all over again and more tears overflowed. I could feel myself falling , but I'm not fainting this time. I can feel the air brush against the back of my neck , and my hand seems to reach out on it's own accord. I don't expect anything to catch me , I wished that Quatre would , but he's not here. It seems as though everything around me has become dark suddenly , I think I have retreated into my mind once more. Suddenly I feel warmth on my hand , and I'm not falling anymore. I open my eyes from my mind , and I realize where I am. That guy. How did he coax me out of my mind? No one can do that , and not so quickly. He is holding me , and warmth spreads throughout my body , as I feel more tears fall down my cheeks. I reach my arms around him , so that I won't fall again. But I can't help it , my knees fall beneath me , and I feel myself falling again.I expect the warmth to leave , but it's still there , he's falling too.That sound....he's....he's crying. I close my eyes , and rest my chin against his shoulder ,my tears still coming. That sundress.....uncle Quatre gave it to me on my sixteenth birthday. We are both crying , and it's like we can't stop anymore. Finally I feel as though I will fall asleep again , but I can't. That's when I know. I know that I have been caught in the trap I so steadily avoided for so many years. I don't cry anymore. A warm feeling goes through me , and I smile. I sit back , and look up into his eyes. I reach out my hand , and wipe away his tears softly. He looks at me questioningly. As if on instinct , my face nears his , and I close my eyes. That cold voice screams no , it's losing it's control on my mind. I feel as if I am almost there , then I feel his arms around my waist , and my arms encircle his neck.
"No,"
(a/n)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
ahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!I am so very evil , am I not?! Sorry it's so short though , it makes me want to write the next part really badly , I'm serious , it does!It's that scary to think about!Puh-lease review!!!!!!!!!!!!!