Sorry for the delay of the posting of Chapter Twenty Eight. Blame Microsoft Works and Toshiba for my problems with the documents. This is going to be a regular and a lemon chapter. It is basically a sweet chapter until the end when I guarantee everyone will start bawling with tears. But, it's a good chapter. Also, Lexi sent me an é-mail for the planner and I have to say that it has changed drastically. Also, one of the reviewers commented by saying Briseis gets attacked a lot. This is true for Briseis is the only weakness Achilles has other than his unborn child. So, when his enemies want to make him weak, they go for her. She is almost like the bait.
I hope everyone reviews, I still feel a bit neglected but I'll get use to it. So, anyways, here is…
Chapter Twenty Eight
"I'm so sore," Briseis said to Achilles as he carried her back to the tent. Achilles sighed angrily, he knew why she was sore, that bloody menace beat her to a pulp. Her pretty face had a large bruise on her cheek and it pained him to think how many bruises and abrasions were under the robe. Achilles laid Briseis gently onto the bed where he opened the robe. He shut his eyes in pain at what he saw; her body, her small body was covered in bruises and scrapes. Angry flesh was red and irritated from unwanted touches and caresses. "Oh, Briseis." Achilles said regretfully as he touched her leg, it was almost purple with damage. His wife smiled slightly which boggled him to the core of his brain until she spoke, "Don't feel so bad, touch my tummy." Briseis said as she took his rough hand and brought it to her stomach.
Achilles sighed and let her hand guide his until he felt something; a kick. A small kick, from the child he gave to her, from love. Achilles smiled happily as he kissed her tummy and whispered, "My baby is going to be so strong." He said as he felt the force of the kick. He ran a hand through his blonde locks as he continued to smile, he walked slowly to the water basin and scooped up a washcloth and ringed it hard until it was damp. He slowly walked back to the bed, thoughts of his child and Briseis' bruised and battered body filling his mind. He placed the cloth above a deep cut and frowned as Briseis winced loudly as she sucked in air from her closed mouth. Her face was replaced with the look of immeasurable pain as he continued to damp the skin of the bruised and scraped with the washcloth, the water was warm.
His caresses were gentle, loving and sweet. When Achilles was finished with the cloth, he through it back into the basin and picked up a dress from the chest. Briseis was still on the bed, naked and Achilles brought the dress back to her. "Do you wish for me to dress you or do you fancy being alone?" Achilles asked gently as he stroked her face, it was turned away from him, staring out at the dawning sun. "I wish of you making love to me." Briseis said as she took his hand from her face and placed it to her neck and felt the callousness of his fingers, splaying his fingers across her neck, he noticed the purplish bruise. "He tried to strangle you?" Achilles said as he touched the bruise again but she cringed at the touch. "Don't speak of his horrid acts, just love me right now." Briseis said as she felt Achilles come closer to her.
He settled himself above her, he was still dressed. He breathed in her gorgeousness as a pregnant woman, her glow, her eyes. He took her bigger tummy and fuller breasts as a sign of womanly beauty, while Agamemnon called in horrifying fat. He took his harsh feeling hands and placed them onto her breast. Briseis gasped in pleasure as he kneaded them gently but she put her hand over his, adding more pressure. She bit her lip which made her look more innocent than ever. No matter how much or how kinky their sex was, she would always remain an innocent Angel. She was his angel while he was her wings. Their lips met in a sweet kiss filled with passion, worship for one another and most of all, love. Achilles was gentle laying on her, her expectant tummy was protruding slightly and he had no desire to injure her or the baby.
Achilles stripped off his breastplate and placed it on the side of the bed, returning to the kiss and love. Briseis placed her hand on his collarbone and squeezed his shoulder slightly, applying little pressure. He broke the kiss and began to trail his kisses down to her neck, where he bit into the column of her throat softly. She growled from the bottom of her throat and it came out as a moan. Achilles smiled and continued his biting until she pulled on his hair faintly. Achilles kisses went further down to where she liked to be kissed but Briseis took his head in her hands and brought him back up to face her. "Let me give you the 'special' kiss." She said as she flipped him so he was now on his back. Her long hair draped over her breasts when she looked at him. Briseis started by kissing his stomach, taut but strong muscles clenched under her lips; Achilles was slightly uncomfortable. Was this okay for her while she was pregnant? Achilles' hands went to thread themselves into her hair, thick but still in soft curls. Briseis put her tiny hands onto the ties that held the toga together. She untied them slowly, leaving her husband aroused and being unsatisfied. When they finally came undone, Briseis looked at the man that was her gorgeous husband. "What did I do to deserve you?" She whispered as she looked at his manhood.
She met his eyes, his blue ones were clouded with desire but he could see the innocence of hers. Briseis positioned her mouth above his manhood and slipped it slowly into her mouth. She was careful not to have her teeth hit him, but she let her tongue swirl around. Briseis could hear Achilles moaning like wild which made her feel rather good about herself. "Oh, god, Briseis!" Achilles said as a warm, gooey but disgusting liquid filled her mouth, she was forced to swallow it. It ran down her throat like medicine her mother forced her to take as a child, it was unwanted. Achilles was breathing heavily and hadn't noticed the face Briseis sported, it showed ashamedness. Troy had always believed that sex should not be for pleasure but only for the means of producing a baby. She always felt a little ashamed after making love but Achilles always made her smile, her problems disappeared.
She bit into her lip as she stood up from his manhood and got off of the bed. It was also a sin to be naked in front of a man, even if it was your husband. 'I'm a terrible person' Briseis thought as she crawled to the furs and began to cover herself. Achilles sat up from the bed and looked at his wife who now laid on the furs, completely covered from his view. "Baby? Why are you covered? You're just as beautiful as before." Achilles said in an attempt to comfort his wife. He took the ends of the furs in an attempt to uncover her but was pulled back. "I covered myself because we're here. Troy believes that making love for pleasure and being naked in front of your husband is a sin. I'm a native Trojan. I've always felt ashamed after making love because of this. I'm pregnant now, no need for sex." Briseis said regretfully, she got deep pleasure from being with her husband, the closeness it brought.
"What is there to be ashamed of? It's an act to show I love you. Troy is wrong, making love brings us closer, I fathered this baby inside of you, the baby was made because of our love. We didn't plan it, I am not humiliated by becoming a father. Yes, it is a shameful act to have sex with anyone but it wasn't like that, we're in love and I belong to one person; you." Achilles said as he kissed his wife. "If you wish of me to stop, than tell me now." he said as he stared into her chocolate eyes. "Don't stop," Briseis whispered as she kissed him, throwing off the skins that covered her. Achilles smiled and returned the kiss while positioning himself above her. "Hmm, beautiful." He whispered before he pushed himself inside of her, rocking them back and fourth with powerful strokes. Briseis opened her eyes to stare into his cerulean eyes that were filled with love towards her like usual. He bit into her lip as she began to whimper softly, his thrusts became more vigorous as he grabbed her thighs and brought her closer, he yelled her name as did she his name, releasing his seed inside of her.
Achilles collapsed atop of her and panted into her neck. "Feel so ashamed?" Achilles said as he flipped to his side to spoon her against him. Briseis brought the furs to her breast, in an attempt to warm herself. "No, I just didn't like…before." She said, he knew what she talked of. It was weird, he had no problem going down on her but it was too different for him. He sighed against and felt his eyelids become heavy.
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Hours later-Noontime
Briseis opened her eyes, Achilles was no longer in the skins with her. She was no longer on the skins, but on the large bed. She looked to the corner of the room to see him fixing himself a drink, it was probably wine. He had on his blue robe, her favorite to wear. It large and warm, comfy as he made her feel. No matter how big, or small she got, he always made her feel beautiful. His little nicknames like 'beautiful, gorgeous, baby or angel' made her feel loved and wanted. No one had ever called her that before and she liked it. Briseis sat up and stretched out her arms. Achilles turned to see her up and he smiled. "Morning angel, lovely day isn't it." He said as he threw her the nightgown she wore before.
Briseis smiled again and sat up to slip it on over her naked form. "I may have to fight today. No need to be scared, Eudrous will stay." Achilles said as he began to dress in his warrior dressing, the breast plate, toga and shin plates. Briseis gave him a small smile, he knew she was sad he would have to leave her. "Achilles!" Patroclus said from outside the tent in an urgent tone. Achilles gave Briseis a confused look, "Stay here, don't come out until I say." she nodded and when he left, she left the bed and sat onto the skins, listening to the conversation;
"Patroclus, what is it?" Achilles asked, Patroclus had a scared look on his face. He pointed to the distance where about 1,000 Trojan soldiers came their way. "They carry no weapons." Patroclus pointed out, King Priam, Princes Hector and Paris, along with Helen and Andromach with Astynax lead them. "They carry 2 women and a child; this is a peace treaty." Eudrous said as they came closer. Priam got off of his horse and came to Achilles, he bowed in respect. "Achilles, Great Achilles. I ask of your compassion. You've married my youngest niece, she is with child. Let us bring her back to Troy, she shall be safe there. I haven't seen her in 10 years when my niece married her father." Priam pleaded with Achilles who stood still.
"Briseis," Achilles said softly, he knew she heard him. Priam's eyes widen in surprise, his youngest niece had grown into a very beautiful woman with a large stomach. She looked to Achilles, Priam noticed her eyes were filled with fear as she hid behind her husband. Helen stared at the woman, the woman was indeed beautiful but she was more beautiful. "Why do you wish her to go back to Troy, she left for a reason." Achilles said in defense of his scared wife. "She has her own mind, do you wish to go back to Troy, either way I won't be angry nor will you go alone. Gabrielle shall go also." Achilles said, but Hector stepped forward.
"I know what Agamemnon did to your wife and I know why you would want her safe. My cousin has grown more beautiful certainly, and the men of Troy know she is married to you and carrying you child. No one shall hurt her," Hector said to Achilles, "We come only because you are not our enemy. Agamemnon is, you fight a man's war." Achilles nodded and looked to his wife, "You have to go, he will attack again. Agamemnon is not a man, he's a monster with no conscience. Come back in a half of hour." Briseis' eyes filled with immediate tears as she looked to Andromache who seemed saddened by her cousin's distress. They were deeply in love, that was obvious in the way he embraced her. Long, dark hair being smoothed by a tan hand and his loving kisses on her face in a way of calming her. That was true love, nothing like Paris and Helen had. The didn't have love, but an obsession that would pass.
Achilles took Briseis' hand tightly in his and kissed her necklace. "I made vows to you, to protect you. That is what I am doing now. I would never send you away unless I had too. Pack, I will bring you home before this child is born." Achilles said as he kissed her lips in the sweetest kiss. He led her to the tent where she began to pack for the journey. Achilles left her alone but not before grabbing a piece of parchment and a quill with ink. He left her alone in the tent, to pack.
Thirty minutes later, Achilles could hear the galloping of the horse's hooves coming towards the camp. He wrapped the note into an intricate folding and waited for Briseis to emerge. When she finally did, her eyes were red from tears and her cheeks, stained. She looked to the Trojans than back to her husband; even he had tears in his eyes. "The great Achilles does have a weakness." He said quietly as he kissed her with full blown passion, holding her closer to him while rubbing her tummy. He handed her the note and whispered, "read as you travel back to your origin." She nodded and Hector got off his horse. Hector's brown eyes met Achilles' blue ones and he shook his head. "She will be protected." Achilles nodded and lifted his wife onto the white horse, she still held the note close to her heart. "I will always love you," Achilles whispered to her, her tears falling onto her cheeks and her dress. Hector frowned and he kicked off, riding into the distance. Briseis opened the letter, more tears falling down her cheeks, he was so sweet. She was his weakness, he would never know love after her. Achilles bit into his lip as he watched them ride off into the distance, his cheeks felt wet. He touched his right cheek, he cried. Achilles, the great Achilles, cried. He felt like someone just died, he did. His reason for living was gone.
Briseis continued to cry the entire night; all night she did until her sleep came.
Andromache entered the bedroom, to see her cousin asleep above the covers, her cheeks wet with fresh tears. Briseis' arm hung loosely at the end of the bed. She picked up the note and began to read:
To the person I love,
This is to show you how much I do love you…
A hundred days had made me older since the last time that I saw your pretty face
A thousand lights had made me colder and I don't think I can look at this the same
But all the miles had separate
They disappeared now when I'm dreaming of your face
I'm here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time
I'm here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight it's only you and me
The miles just keep rolling as the people either way to say hello
I hear this life is overrated but I hope it gets better as we go
I'm here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time
I'm here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl it's only you and me
Everything I know, and anywhere I go it gets hard but it won't take away my love
And when the last one falls, when it's all said and done
it get hard but it won't take away my love I'm here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time
I'm here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl it's only you and me
Andromache placed her hand over her mouth to smother her sobs; Hector couldn't keep her here, Achilles loved her too much…
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I was sobbing as I wrote this! I know everyone is very pissed with me for separating them but they will be reunited soon! I obviously don't own Here without you by 3 doors down and I give whoever wrote it their rights. Please review and I am sorry that I can't say the thank yous but I will when I finish the next chapter. Nice long but angst filled chapter! Over 3000 words!
Until we meet again,
:angel
I hope everyone reviews, I still feel a bit neglected but I'll get use to it. So, anyways, here is…
Chapter Twenty Eight
"I'm so sore," Briseis said to Achilles as he carried her back to the tent. Achilles sighed angrily, he knew why she was sore, that bloody menace beat her to a pulp. Her pretty face had a large bruise on her cheek and it pained him to think how many bruises and abrasions were under the robe. Achilles laid Briseis gently onto the bed where he opened the robe. He shut his eyes in pain at what he saw; her body, her small body was covered in bruises and scrapes. Angry flesh was red and irritated from unwanted touches and caresses. "Oh, Briseis." Achilles said regretfully as he touched her leg, it was almost purple with damage. His wife smiled slightly which boggled him to the core of his brain until she spoke, "Don't feel so bad, touch my tummy." Briseis said as she took his rough hand and brought it to her stomach.
Achilles sighed and let her hand guide his until he felt something; a kick. A small kick, from the child he gave to her, from love. Achilles smiled happily as he kissed her tummy and whispered, "My baby is going to be so strong." He said as he felt the force of the kick. He ran a hand through his blonde locks as he continued to smile, he walked slowly to the water basin and scooped up a washcloth and ringed it hard until it was damp. He slowly walked back to the bed, thoughts of his child and Briseis' bruised and battered body filling his mind. He placed the cloth above a deep cut and frowned as Briseis winced loudly as she sucked in air from her closed mouth. Her face was replaced with the look of immeasurable pain as he continued to damp the skin of the bruised and scraped with the washcloth, the water was warm.
His caresses were gentle, loving and sweet. When Achilles was finished with the cloth, he through it back into the basin and picked up a dress from the chest. Briseis was still on the bed, naked and Achilles brought the dress back to her. "Do you wish for me to dress you or do you fancy being alone?" Achilles asked gently as he stroked her face, it was turned away from him, staring out at the dawning sun. "I wish of you making love to me." Briseis said as she took his hand from her face and placed it to her neck and felt the callousness of his fingers, splaying his fingers across her neck, he noticed the purplish bruise. "He tried to strangle you?" Achilles said as he touched the bruise again but she cringed at the touch. "Don't speak of his horrid acts, just love me right now." Briseis said as she felt Achilles come closer to her.
He settled himself above her, he was still dressed. He breathed in her gorgeousness as a pregnant woman, her glow, her eyes. He took her bigger tummy and fuller breasts as a sign of womanly beauty, while Agamemnon called in horrifying fat. He took his harsh feeling hands and placed them onto her breast. Briseis gasped in pleasure as he kneaded them gently but she put her hand over his, adding more pressure. She bit her lip which made her look more innocent than ever. No matter how much or how kinky their sex was, she would always remain an innocent Angel. She was his angel while he was her wings. Their lips met in a sweet kiss filled with passion, worship for one another and most of all, love. Achilles was gentle laying on her, her expectant tummy was protruding slightly and he had no desire to injure her or the baby.
Achilles stripped off his breastplate and placed it on the side of the bed, returning to the kiss and love. Briseis placed her hand on his collarbone and squeezed his shoulder slightly, applying little pressure. He broke the kiss and began to trail his kisses down to her neck, where he bit into the column of her throat softly. She growled from the bottom of her throat and it came out as a moan. Achilles smiled and continued his biting until she pulled on his hair faintly. Achilles kisses went further down to where she liked to be kissed but Briseis took his head in her hands and brought him back up to face her. "Let me give you the 'special' kiss." She said as she flipped him so he was now on his back. Her long hair draped over her breasts when she looked at him. Briseis started by kissing his stomach, taut but strong muscles clenched under her lips; Achilles was slightly uncomfortable. Was this okay for her while she was pregnant? Achilles' hands went to thread themselves into her hair, thick but still in soft curls. Briseis put her tiny hands onto the ties that held the toga together. She untied them slowly, leaving her husband aroused and being unsatisfied. When they finally came undone, Briseis looked at the man that was her gorgeous husband. "What did I do to deserve you?" She whispered as she looked at his manhood.
She met his eyes, his blue ones were clouded with desire but he could see the innocence of hers. Briseis positioned her mouth above his manhood and slipped it slowly into her mouth. She was careful not to have her teeth hit him, but she let her tongue swirl around. Briseis could hear Achilles moaning like wild which made her feel rather good about herself. "Oh, god, Briseis!" Achilles said as a warm, gooey but disgusting liquid filled her mouth, she was forced to swallow it. It ran down her throat like medicine her mother forced her to take as a child, it was unwanted. Achilles was breathing heavily and hadn't noticed the face Briseis sported, it showed ashamedness. Troy had always believed that sex should not be for pleasure but only for the means of producing a baby. She always felt a little ashamed after making love but Achilles always made her smile, her problems disappeared.
She bit into her lip as she stood up from his manhood and got off of the bed. It was also a sin to be naked in front of a man, even if it was your husband. 'I'm a terrible person' Briseis thought as she crawled to the furs and began to cover herself. Achilles sat up from the bed and looked at his wife who now laid on the furs, completely covered from his view. "Baby? Why are you covered? You're just as beautiful as before." Achilles said in an attempt to comfort his wife. He took the ends of the furs in an attempt to uncover her but was pulled back. "I covered myself because we're here. Troy believes that making love for pleasure and being naked in front of your husband is a sin. I'm a native Trojan. I've always felt ashamed after making love because of this. I'm pregnant now, no need for sex." Briseis said regretfully, she got deep pleasure from being with her husband, the closeness it brought.
"What is there to be ashamed of? It's an act to show I love you. Troy is wrong, making love brings us closer, I fathered this baby inside of you, the baby was made because of our love. We didn't plan it, I am not humiliated by becoming a father. Yes, it is a shameful act to have sex with anyone but it wasn't like that, we're in love and I belong to one person; you." Achilles said as he kissed his wife. "If you wish of me to stop, than tell me now." he said as he stared into her chocolate eyes. "Don't stop," Briseis whispered as she kissed him, throwing off the skins that covered her. Achilles smiled and returned the kiss while positioning himself above her. "Hmm, beautiful." He whispered before he pushed himself inside of her, rocking them back and fourth with powerful strokes. Briseis opened her eyes to stare into his cerulean eyes that were filled with love towards her like usual. He bit into her lip as she began to whimper softly, his thrusts became more vigorous as he grabbed her thighs and brought her closer, he yelled her name as did she his name, releasing his seed inside of her.
Achilles collapsed atop of her and panted into her neck. "Feel so ashamed?" Achilles said as he flipped to his side to spoon her against him. Briseis brought the furs to her breast, in an attempt to warm herself. "No, I just didn't like…before." She said, he knew what she talked of. It was weird, he had no problem going down on her but it was too different for him. He sighed against and felt his eyelids become heavy.
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Hours later-Noontime
Briseis opened her eyes, Achilles was no longer in the skins with her. She was no longer on the skins, but on the large bed. She looked to the corner of the room to see him fixing himself a drink, it was probably wine. He had on his blue robe, her favorite to wear. It large and warm, comfy as he made her feel. No matter how big, or small she got, he always made her feel beautiful. His little nicknames like 'beautiful, gorgeous, baby or angel' made her feel loved and wanted. No one had ever called her that before and she liked it. Briseis sat up and stretched out her arms. Achilles turned to see her up and he smiled. "Morning angel, lovely day isn't it." He said as he threw her the nightgown she wore before.
Briseis smiled again and sat up to slip it on over her naked form. "I may have to fight today. No need to be scared, Eudrous will stay." Achilles said as he began to dress in his warrior dressing, the breast plate, toga and shin plates. Briseis gave him a small smile, he knew she was sad he would have to leave her. "Achilles!" Patroclus said from outside the tent in an urgent tone. Achilles gave Briseis a confused look, "Stay here, don't come out until I say." she nodded and when he left, she left the bed and sat onto the skins, listening to the conversation;
"Patroclus, what is it?" Achilles asked, Patroclus had a scared look on his face. He pointed to the distance where about 1,000 Trojan soldiers came their way. "They carry no weapons." Patroclus pointed out, King Priam, Princes Hector and Paris, along with Helen and Andromach with Astynax lead them. "They carry 2 women and a child; this is a peace treaty." Eudrous said as they came closer. Priam got off of his horse and came to Achilles, he bowed in respect. "Achilles, Great Achilles. I ask of your compassion. You've married my youngest niece, she is with child. Let us bring her back to Troy, she shall be safe there. I haven't seen her in 10 years when my niece married her father." Priam pleaded with Achilles who stood still.
"Briseis," Achilles said softly, he knew she heard him. Priam's eyes widen in surprise, his youngest niece had grown into a very beautiful woman with a large stomach. She looked to Achilles, Priam noticed her eyes were filled with fear as she hid behind her husband. Helen stared at the woman, the woman was indeed beautiful but she was more beautiful. "Why do you wish her to go back to Troy, she left for a reason." Achilles said in defense of his scared wife. "She has her own mind, do you wish to go back to Troy, either way I won't be angry nor will you go alone. Gabrielle shall go also." Achilles said, but Hector stepped forward.
"I know what Agamemnon did to your wife and I know why you would want her safe. My cousin has grown more beautiful certainly, and the men of Troy know she is married to you and carrying you child. No one shall hurt her," Hector said to Achilles, "We come only because you are not our enemy. Agamemnon is, you fight a man's war." Achilles nodded and looked to his wife, "You have to go, he will attack again. Agamemnon is not a man, he's a monster with no conscience. Come back in a half of hour." Briseis' eyes filled with immediate tears as she looked to Andromache who seemed saddened by her cousin's distress. They were deeply in love, that was obvious in the way he embraced her. Long, dark hair being smoothed by a tan hand and his loving kisses on her face in a way of calming her. That was true love, nothing like Paris and Helen had. The didn't have love, but an obsession that would pass.
Achilles took Briseis' hand tightly in his and kissed her necklace. "I made vows to you, to protect you. That is what I am doing now. I would never send you away unless I had too. Pack, I will bring you home before this child is born." Achilles said as he kissed her lips in the sweetest kiss. He led her to the tent where she began to pack for the journey. Achilles left her alone but not before grabbing a piece of parchment and a quill with ink. He left her alone in the tent, to pack.
Thirty minutes later, Achilles could hear the galloping of the horse's hooves coming towards the camp. He wrapped the note into an intricate folding and waited for Briseis to emerge. When she finally did, her eyes were red from tears and her cheeks, stained. She looked to the Trojans than back to her husband; even he had tears in his eyes. "The great Achilles does have a weakness." He said quietly as he kissed her with full blown passion, holding her closer to him while rubbing her tummy. He handed her the note and whispered, "read as you travel back to your origin." She nodded and Hector got off his horse. Hector's brown eyes met Achilles' blue ones and he shook his head. "She will be protected." Achilles nodded and lifted his wife onto the white horse, she still held the note close to her heart. "I will always love you," Achilles whispered to her, her tears falling onto her cheeks and her dress. Hector frowned and he kicked off, riding into the distance. Briseis opened the letter, more tears falling down her cheeks, he was so sweet. She was his weakness, he would never know love after her. Achilles bit into his lip as he watched them ride off into the distance, his cheeks felt wet. He touched his right cheek, he cried. Achilles, the great Achilles, cried. He felt like someone just died, he did. His reason for living was gone.
Briseis continued to cry the entire night; all night she did until her sleep came.
Andromache entered the bedroom, to see her cousin asleep above the covers, her cheeks wet with fresh tears. Briseis' arm hung loosely at the end of the bed. She picked up the note and began to read:
To the person I love,
This is to show you how much I do love you…
A hundred days had made me older since the last time that I saw your pretty face
A thousand lights had made me colder and I don't think I can look at this the same
But all the miles had separate
They disappeared now when I'm dreaming of your face
I'm here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time
I'm here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight it's only you and me
The miles just keep rolling as the people either way to say hello
I hear this life is overrated but I hope it gets better as we go
I'm here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time
I'm here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl it's only you and me
Everything I know, and anywhere I go it gets hard but it won't take away my love
And when the last one falls, when it's all said and done
it get hard but it won't take away my love I'm here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time
I'm here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl it's only you and me
Andromache placed her hand over her mouth to smother her sobs; Hector couldn't keep her here, Achilles loved her too much…
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I was sobbing as I wrote this! I know everyone is very pissed with me for separating them but they will be reunited soon! I obviously don't own Here without you by 3 doors down and I give whoever wrote it their rights. Please review and I am sorry that I can't say the thank yous but I will when I finish the next chapter. Nice long but angst filled chapter! Over 3000 words!
Until we meet again,
:angel