The Way It Is Meant To Be Part 7
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Lpsmiles88@aol.com. None of these characters belong to me. They are all
property of someone richer and more powerful than me. Thanks to my Betas
Manda and Stephanie for helping me fix all of my mistakes.
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Carter was the first one awake. He stared at Abby's face in the gentle sunlight. She looked just like she always did; like nothing was wrong. Then he glanced at Douglas curled up in a chair with a blanket. He switched his gaze back to Abby and watched her until her eyes began to flutter open. She watched him with her big brown eyes. He smiled slightly and said, "Good morning, sleepyhead." "Hi Carter. Did you bring that little boy over here?" "Yup. That's Douglas." Abby looked at the little boy curled up in one of 'her' chairs. "I don't remember him at all, Carter. What am I going to tell him?" She whispered as she began to cry. Carter pulled her into a hug. "Shhhh. Hey, hey, baby its okay, its okay, its alright," Carter murmured against Abby's chestnut waves. "Why did this have to happen to me? To him? What did we ever do wrong?" Abby whimpered into Carter's sweater, her face snuggled into his neck. "Abby, you didn't do anything wrong. This isn't your fault. You got hit by a car." Carter tucked some stray pieces of Abby's hair off of her face and behind her ears. He rubbed her cheeks with his thumbs. He looked into her eyes and saw the need for his reassurance. Their faces were only inches apart. He moved closer . . . closer still. He saw a look of fear pass over her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by hunger for him. In only seconds their lips would touch. He stared into her eyes. He could see straight to her soul through those eyes. He knew she must be frightened because she hardly had any clue of who he was, but was still attracted to him. Her breathing was becoming more ragged. He took note of that as his lips met hers in a gentle caress. She broke away gasping slighting. He wondered if he had done the right thing in taking slight advantage over her, but all worries flew from his mind when he saw the look of fierce need in her eyes. He brought his lips to hers in a much more passionate kiss. Her lips parted for him and he took the open invitation. "Abby?" Both of them jumped back apart from each other gasping. He watched her reaction. She struggled to bring her breathing under control as she turned to Douglas. He watched her facial expression. It sure didn't look like she was regretting the kiss. Her lips were slightly swollen from their kiss. She was breathing rapidly. "Hi Douglas," she said slowly. "Do you remember me?" Douglas asked hopefully. "Umm. A little bit," she replied. Abby knew very well that she didn't remember Douglas at all; she just said it to reassure the little boy. It didn't work, however. "Why not?" Douglas asked, his eyes filling with tears. "Remember Douglas. Abby was in an accident and hit her head," Carter stepped in as he saw Abby's eyes also filling with tears. "You met me at the hospital. My mom died because something in her brain broke. She looked like Snow White. You wouldn't let me stay with you. I moved in with my dad in L. A. My dad had to come to Chicago for business and he took me with him. I was riding my babysitter's son's bike when I got hit by that car. I just wanted to see you, Abby." "I know," Abby said, hugging the little boy. "Maybe if you stay around me for long enough, I will remember you and everything else." "Okay," Douglas replied, hugging Abby back. Carter wrapped his arms around them both.
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Carter was the first one awake. He stared at Abby's face in the gentle sunlight. She looked just like she always did; like nothing was wrong. Then he glanced at Douglas curled up in a chair with a blanket. He switched his gaze back to Abby and watched her until her eyes began to flutter open. She watched him with her big brown eyes. He smiled slightly and said, "Good morning, sleepyhead." "Hi Carter. Did you bring that little boy over here?" "Yup. That's Douglas." Abby looked at the little boy curled up in one of 'her' chairs. "I don't remember him at all, Carter. What am I going to tell him?" She whispered as she began to cry. Carter pulled her into a hug. "Shhhh. Hey, hey, baby its okay, its okay, its alright," Carter murmured against Abby's chestnut waves. "Why did this have to happen to me? To him? What did we ever do wrong?" Abby whimpered into Carter's sweater, her face snuggled into his neck. "Abby, you didn't do anything wrong. This isn't your fault. You got hit by a car." Carter tucked some stray pieces of Abby's hair off of her face and behind her ears. He rubbed her cheeks with his thumbs. He looked into her eyes and saw the need for his reassurance. Their faces were only inches apart. He moved closer . . . closer still. He saw a look of fear pass over her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by hunger for him. In only seconds their lips would touch. He stared into her eyes. He could see straight to her soul through those eyes. He knew she must be frightened because she hardly had any clue of who he was, but was still attracted to him. Her breathing was becoming more ragged. He took note of that as his lips met hers in a gentle caress. She broke away gasping slighting. He wondered if he had done the right thing in taking slight advantage over her, but all worries flew from his mind when he saw the look of fierce need in her eyes. He brought his lips to hers in a much more passionate kiss. Her lips parted for him and he took the open invitation. "Abby?" Both of them jumped back apart from each other gasping. He watched her reaction. She struggled to bring her breathing under control as she turned to Douglas. He watched her facial expression. It sure didn't look like she was regretting the kiss. Her lips were slightly swollen from their kiss. She was breathing rapidly. "Hi Douglas," she said slowly. "Do you remember me?" Douglas asked hopefully. "Umm. A little bit," she replied. Abby knew very well that she didn't remember Douglas at all; she just said it to reassure the little boy. It didn't work, however. "Why not?" Douglas asked, his eyes filling with tears. "Remember Douglas. Abby was in an accident and hit her head," Carter stepped in as he saw Abby's eyes also filling with tears. "You met me at the hospital. My mom died because something in her brain broke. She looked like Snow White. You wouldn't let me stay with you. I moved in with my dad in L. A. My dad had to come to Chicago for business and he took me with him. I was riding my babysitter's son's bike when I got hit by that car. I just wanted to see you, Abby." "I know," Abby said, hugging the little boy. "Maybe if you stay around me for long enough, I will remember you and everything else." "Okay," Douglas replied, hugging Abby back. Carter wrapped his arms around them both.