Story Pt3

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
part 3 >.> umm special night woooooooo xD

Submitted: April 08, 2010

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That night under the stars was the start of something. Abel didn't know what it was, but it was beautiful. They stayed there for the longest time until they both ended up dozing off. In the morning, Abel woke first, to a faded orange yellow sky. Still on the streets with Ashley now on his lap. He shifted lightly leaning back against the wall. He wondered what his mother would think...she wouldn't even notice his absence. Then he wondered about Ashley's parents. Would they worry? Suddenly he remembered last night, her tears streaming down her face. She'd looked so helpless. So lonely. Afraid. Of what, he didn't have the slightest clue. And that was when he realized she was looking up at him, smiling. He smiled back, and she reached up to stroke his cheek. He had been crying. Her warm hand felt good against his icy skin. \"What happened?\" Her voice was soothing, like a lullaby. He didn't know what to say. So e didn't answer. This made her worry. She sat up and spoke a second time. \"Well I guess you don't trust me..since we just met last night...\" She trailed off. \"That's not...\" What? He didn't know why he felt so depressed when he had felt so alive no more than eight hours before. \"Not what?\" \"I do trust you..but I'm not sure what it was,\"he stared at her. She stared back. She leaned into him and kissed him. Sweet and tender lips that he couldn't back away from. \"We'll be alright. We, after all, are the same.\"


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