I know! I said I was done with Fanfiction! But I guess I was wrong! I wrote this one a while ago, and really wanted to post it. So here it is! I think it's only three chapters, and all will be posted tonight! - Fu Fu
This was inspired my Reba Mcintire's song, "Secret"
Colonel Samantha Carter-Shannahan woke up that morning, with a hand resting gently on her stomach. And she was ashamed to say, it wasn't the hand of the man in her dreams.
She's quite this morning
She can't say why
She stood up, and walked groggily to the bathroom. Today was the day, two year anniversary of her marriage to Pete. Why didn't that thrill her? She wondered, as she looked into there bathroom mirror. Most women were happy to make it to there second year of marriage, most were thinking about kids, and the future. Not Sam, Why?
She filled the sink with cold water, and splashed some on her face. Drying it off with a towel. She knew why. That man in her dreams, he would always haunt her.
Sends her husband off to work
with a kiss good-bye
Pete came in the kitchen, placed a quick kiss on her cheek, before walking out the door, promising not to be late for there celebration tonight. She was able to keep her sigh in until the door closed.
She finished making her toast, before retreating to her living room. She sat on the couch, and looked at the notebook sitting on the coffee table.
Takes out that old diary
turns to the third of may
adds another tear to the page
After contemplating it from afar, while eating her breakfast, she picked it up, and turned to a certain day. She'd often looked at this one journal entry, which was why the page was so worn, compared to the ones around it.
She started to read.
I married Pete today. Funny, usually those words would be accompanied by several exclamation points, but no.
Why is it, that through the whole ceremony, I had this horrible feeling in my stomach, like I was doing something I knew I shouldn't do?
Jack didn't come. He was at the reception, but he claimed he couldn't make it to the ceremony. He never did say why. But I understand, maybe it was better that way. We've both excepted this. But you shouldn't have to except your wedding...
There were many dry spot on the page, that made it apparent someone had cried on this page many times. Fresh tears were now cascading down to hit the delicate paper.
And it's lonely
Being the only one
who knows the truth
She has a secret
That she can never tell,
One wrong decision
Still put her heart, through hell
Does he miss her?
Did he forgive her?
The love that they shared will always be,
A Secret
Ever since the wedding, things had not been the same between her and Jack. Afterwards, they only spoke about professional matters, and when he left for D.C. She hadn't heard from him again.
Only she knows she still loves him
and she hates the choice she made
She wishes she could find him, tell him
why she walked away
every day it gets harder,
living with herself
But she thought he'd be better off
with someone else
She stared down at the journal, tears continuing to fall. And she suddenly realized, she had come to think of that day as two things, the day the opportunity for the life she could have had and wanted ended. And the day the life she'd settled for began.
And it's lonely,
being the only one
who knows the truth
She has a secret,
That she can never tell
one wrong decision
still put her heart through hell
does he miss her?
Did he forgive her?
The love that they shared would always be,
A Secret
She kept looking at the page, a plan forming in her mind. This was the day she took back her life. Forget anything that had stood in there way, she couldn't go on living like this without at least trying. You weren't supposed to resent your husband, like Sam had grown to do. You weren't supposed to cringe every time your husband touched you. It just wasn't right, and she had to put a stop to it.
She heeled the journal in her hand one last time, before closing it with a snap, and picking up the telephone.
Please! Review! Thanx for reading! - Fu Fu