Eric's Revenge and Revelation: Completion of a tag ending, and more!!!
New Horizons
The next morning when Topanga awoke, Eric was gone. She felt a moment of panic and sadness at his absence. He had left early, leaving a note on the bedside table. Gingerly, she picked it up and began to read:
~Pangers,
Each moment I have spent with you will be a treasured memory- a beautiful skip in the timeline of my life.
I desperately hope that you will be happy. Remember, I am always, always here for you; to talk, to cry- whatever you need. I will be watching over you- for your safety and for your happiness.
I promise you, again, that the next time you see me; I am your friend, only and always, your friend.
Love,
Eric~
Topanga pressed the paper to her lips, her eyes filling with tears. It was over- it had to be over. 'I will treasure it too, Eric,' she whispered.
Her thoughts returned to the events of the night before, and she allowed herself the indulgence of savoring each moment as she reminisced. The sweet loving they had shared would be imprinted on her memory forever. It would be remembrance shared only with Eric- a secret, precious, and monumental event in her life. A single crystalline drop traced a line down each of her cheeks.
Reality- once again it must be faced. Topanga wiped her cheeks with the backs of her hands, then folded the note carefully and placed it in the jewelry box on her nightstand. She felt as if closing the box was closure to the secret affair.
Trepidation washed over her as she anticipated speaking to Cory. It was an inevitable fact that she had to do it.
What was it she felt for Cory? Was it really love she felt, or was it pity? Her head spun with her tangled thoughts. Eric had told her to be sure, and that was advice she chose to heed.
Cory deserved a complete love- a complete and genuine love- and so did she. Even if it had only brought her parents pain, Eric had taught her that love for a while is much better than being alone.
Topanga went about preparing for her day, showering, dressing, pulling back her hair. Something was different today; she couldn't bear to put on her lip gloss. The watermelon scent reminded her too much of Eric. With a sudden rage at herself for thinking of him again, she threw it into the bathroom trash can.
'Note to self- shop for new gloss.' Topanga thought sarcastically. A new flavor would be good for her. Change was good, right?
Entering the student union, after borrowing Angela's mango-melon gloss, Topanga spied Cory sitting by himself. She took a deep breath, and walked to order her coffee.
Cory saw Topanga, and watched as she ordered. He did not think he could ever get over the heartache of seeing her and not being able to touch her, love her- talk with her the way they used to.
To Cory's surprise, Topanga took a seat opposite him at the tiny table. She wrapped both hands around her coffee, and looked into his eyes.
"We need to talk Cory." Topanga stated, nervously running her fingers up and down her cup.
"Okay, what's up?" Cory responded. He couldn't help but smile slightly, Topanga actually wanted to talk to him. 'Hopefully it is a good thing,' he thought.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* A/N: What does Topanga say to Cory? Was it love or pity?
Well, if you don't review I will guess you don't want to know- Even one review will get me to continue, so click that 'go' button at the bottom of the screen!
Sorry if that's harsh, but I haven't gotten any reviews on chapter 11,(it's been up for a while) and I am not sure I should continue. Let me know!
: P
I can take flames if that's all you've got.. (sniff)
Peace, Cre8tvWrtr
New Horizons
The next morning when Topanga awoke, Eric was gone. She felt a moment of panic and sadness at his absence. He had left early, leaving a note on the bedside table. Gingerly, she picked it up and began to read:
~Pangers,
Each moment I have spent with you will be a treasured memory- a beautiful skip in the timeline of my life.
I desperately hope that you will be happy. Remember, I am always, always here for you; to talk, to cry- whatever you need. I will be watching over you- for your safety and for your happiness.
I promise you, again, that the next time you see me; I am your friend, only and always, your friend.
Love,
Eric~
Topanga pressed the paper to her lips, her eyes filling with tears. It was over- it had to be over. 'I will treasure it too, Eric,' she whispered.
Her thoughts returned to the events of the night before, and she allowed herself the indulgence of savoring each moment as she reminisced. The sweet loving they had shared would be imprinted on her memory forever. It would be remembrance shared only with Eric- a secret, precious, and monumental event in her life. A single crystalline drop traced a line down each of her cheeks.
Reality- once again it must be faced. Topanga wiped her cheeks with the backs of her hands, then folded the note carefully and placed it in the jewelry box on her nightstand. She felt as if closing the box was closure to the secret affair.
Trepidation washed over her as she anticipated speaking to Cory. It was an inevitable fact that she had to do it.
What was it she felt for Cory? Was it really love she felt, or was it pity? Her head spun with her tangled thoughts. Eric had told her to be sure, and that was advice she chose to heed.
Cory deserved a complete love- a complete and genuine love- and so did she. Even if it had only brought her parents pain, Eric had taught her that love for a while is much better than being alone.
Topanga went about preparing for her day, showering, dressing, pulling back her hair. Something was different today; she couldn't bear to put on her lip gloss. The watermelon scent reminded her too much of Eric. With a sudden rage at herself for thinking of him again, she threw it into the bathroom trash can.
'Note to self- shop for new gloss.' Topanga thought sarcastically. A new flavor would be good for her. Change was good, right?
Entering the student union, after borrowing Angela's mango-melon gloss, Topanga spied Cory sitting by himself. She took a deep breath, and walked to order her coffee.
Cory saw Topanga, and watched as she ordered. He did not think he could ever get over the heartache of seeing her and not being able to touch her, love her- talk with her the way they used to.
To Cory's surprise, Topanga took a seat opposite him at the tiny table. She wrapped both hands around her coffee, and looked into his eyes.
"We need to talk Cory." Topanga stated, nervously running her fingers up and down her cup.
"Okay, what's up?" Cory responded. He couldn't help but smile slightly, Topanga actually wanted to talk to him. 'Hopefully it is a good thing,' he thought.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* A/N: What does Topanga say to Cory? Was it love or pity?
Well, if you don't review I will guess you don't want to know- Even one review will get me to continue, so click that 'go' button at the bottom of the screen!
Sorry if that's harsh, but I haven't gotten any reviews on chapter 11,(it's been up for a while) and I am not sure I should continue. Let me know!
: P
I can take flames if that's all you've got.. (sniff)
Peace, Cre8tvWrtr
