Faith smiled as she watched Angel laugh at her joke. They had been sitting
at that table drinking for almost an hour and a half. There was something
on his mind. She knew him well enough to know that. He would tell her
eventually, she knew that. She smiled at him.
"Maybe we should stop before we pass out." He said looking at the empty glasses in front of them.
"We'll be fine. Besides you need a break." She said taking another sip. She was having fun. They usually did together. There was always that special bond between them. She hadn't felt this way since she and Ryan had been together. She paused at that thought. She didn't see Angel in a way she used to see Ryan. Did she? No this was different it was...stronger in a way. You loved Ryan at the time, how can your feelings for Angel be stronger? She didn't.......did she?
Past: Two years ago
Faith looked around the expensive restaurant. She was wearing a long black dress with a silver necklace and earrings. It was there first month anniversary and Ryan wanted to take her some place special. He was in front of her right now giving their order to the waiter. She smiled. This was one of the best nights of her life. She felt so close to him. She loved being with him, but still sometimes she had a nagging feeling that she belonged somewhere else. She didn't know what it was. She just knew it was there. She shrugged it off a little. It was probably nothing. Just nerves. She looked out a near by window to see people walking by on the street happily talking to each other. In the distance she could hear the honking of a taxi horn nearby. She turned her attention away from the window. This place looked so expensive. A completely different world then what she had grown up in. She looked back to Ryan. She wanted him to be the one. The one she loved, the one to make everything better.
Past: 1752
Liam sat in his bed listening to the noises of the day outside there home. He could hear people calling out to one another, and sound of horses feet hitting the ground. His father was yelling at the servants nearby. Most likely in the courtyard. If he kept getting rid of them the way he did soon they would only have one. He paused to gaze around his room. Expensive furniture and decorations were everywhere. He had been born lucky. In a very well off merchant family. He knew that. People had told him enough times. He wasn't happy. He knew that too. He was sick of the non stop lifeless parties. The dull empty headed women, dressing in large dresses covered with diamonds. He wanted someone who understood him. Who wasn't just another lifeless doll. He went out at night. Drinking and whoring. It didn't fill the growing void. He wanted someone to love, someone to make everything better.
Angel helped Faith up staggering a little himself. By this time they were both slightly drunk.
"Come on Faith, I think we should get to our hotel room." He said practically falling on his face while he said it. This Faith helped him up this time.
"You remember where it is?" she asked leaning against him.
"The....you know....the.....elevator! We take the elevator."
"Okay." Said starting to nuzzle her face into his neck.
They finally got into the elevator and after a few moments remembered what floor they were on. They got to the 12th floor and went to there room. Faith fell onto the bed a lay there waiting for the room to stop spinning. Angel was leaning against a nearby wall rubbing his aching head. He went over and collapsed next to Faith on the nearby bed. He looked over at her. Still face down. Giving out a small grown.
"Faith..." he said giving her a gentle nudge. She turned her head to look at him.
"What?" she said quietly in a half sigh.
"I can't remember....." he said almost falling asleep while he said it.
Faith crawled over and rested her head on the top of his chest. They looked at each other for a moment. Then went toward each other and kissed.
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"Maybe we should stop before we pass out." He said looking at the empty glasses in front of them.
"We'll be fine. Besides you need a break." She said taking another sip. She was having fun. They usually did together. There was always that special bond between them. She hadn't felt this way since she and Ryan had been together. She paused at that thought. She didn't see Angel in a way she used to see Ryan. Did she? No this was different it was...stronger in a way. You loved Ryan at the time, how can your feelings for Angel be stronger? She didn't.......did she?
Past: Two years ago
Faith looked around the expensive restaurant. She was wearing a long black dress with a silver necklace and earrings. It was there first month anniversary and Ryan wanted to take her some place special. He was in front of her right now giving their order to the waiter. She smiled. This was one of the best nights of her life. She felt so close to him. She loved being with him, but still sometimes she had a nagging feeling that she belonged somewhere else. She didn't know what it was. She just knew it was there. She shrugged it off a little. It was probably nothing. Just nerves. She looked out a near by window to see people walking by on the street happily talking to each other. In the distance she could hear the honking of a taxi horn nearby. She turned her attention away from the window. This place looked so expensive. A completely different world then what she had grown up in. She looked back to Ryan. She wanted him to be the one. The one she loved, the one to make everything better.
Past: 1752
Liam sat in his bed listening to the noises of the day outside there home. He could hear people calling out to one another, and sound of horses feet hitting the ground. His father was yelling at the servants nearby. Most likely in the courtyard. If he kept getting rid of them the way he did soon they would only have one. He paused to gaze around his room. Expensive furniture and decorations were everywhere. He had been born lucky. In a very well off merchant family. He knew that. People had told him enough times. He wasn't happy. He knew that too. He was sick of the non stop lifeless parties. The dull empty headed women, dressing in large dresses covered with diamonds. He wanted someone who understood him. Who wasn't just another lifeless doll. He went out at night. Drinking and whoring. It didn't fill the growing void. He wanted someone to love, someone to make everything better.
Angel helped Faith up staggering a little himself. By this time they were both slightly drunk.
"Come on Faith, I think we should get to our hotel room." He said practically falling on his face while he said it. This Faith helped him up this time.
"You remember where it is?" she asked leaning against him.
"The....you know....the.....elevator! We take the elevator."
"Okay." Said starting to nuzzle her face into his neck.
They finally got into the elevator and after a few moments remembered what floor they were on. They got to the 12th floor and went to there room. Faith fell onto the bed a lay there waiting for the room to stop spinning. Angel was leaning against a nearby wall rubbing his aching head. He went over and collapsed next to Faith on the nearby bed. He looked over at her. Still face down. Giving out a small grown.
"Faith..." he said giving her a gentle nudge. She turned her head to look at him.
"What?" she said quietly in a half sigh.
"I can't remember....." he said almost falling asleep while he said it.
Faith crawled over and rested her head on the top of his chest. They looked at each other for a moment. Then went toward each other and kissed.
So what do you think? Is the story getting too long? To boring? Give me suggestions.