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    Thunderstruck

    Story written on December 7, 2006 by FicAddicted.
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    Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=12820
    Author Notes:

    Spencer’s visiting the past.

    I’m lying in bed, my lover’s arms wrapped around me, but I’m not comfortable enough to fall asleep. I notice the wind is picking up. I can hear the shutters lightly banging against the house. The forecast said there was a storm heading our way and I guess they were right.

    I lay here, listening to the twigs from the huge acorn in our backyard softly grazing the bedroomwindow. I can’t really say whether it’s soothing me or bothering me. The fact is, I just can’t sleep and the thought of an upcoming rainstorm or thunderstorm or whatever other kind of storm isn’t exactly putting my mind to rest.

    I hate storms, have hated them ever since a tornado swept through northern Ohio, leaving wrecked homes and lifeless bodies in it’s wake, taking with it the happiness in people’s lives only to never return it fully. Never have I laid eyes on a more heartbreaking sight then when I watched people search through piles and piles of rubble, trying to find some kind of piece from the past, a photograph, a necklace belonging to a beloved life lost. It is one of the most painful memories of my life.

    The funny thing about it is, I also have a beautiful memory that goes with it. I can’t help but be reminded of it now that the winds are blowing rather visciously around the house, making the roof groan and the shutters bang against the wall a little angrier every single minute.

    I close my eyes and let the memory swipe over me, my mind going back into time, some four years to be more exact, reliving the past as if it were yesterday.

    Flashback

    We’re at Ashley’s house, on her bed, watching television. Our bodies are close enough to feel the heat eminating of eachother, but not close enough to touch. My back’s against the headboard, while Ashley’s lying on her stomach, facing away from me. There’s a movie playing on the televisionscreen, but I’m not able to concentrate on it. Outside, there’s a storm raging, a thunderstorm to be exact. With every flash of lightening I feel my underbelly tightening, almost fearfully awaiting a clap of thunder to follow it and when it does, I can’t help but feel my body jerk in response to it. I feel so silly about it and I can only hope Ashley doesn’t notice. She already knows so many ways to tease me, I don’t want to give her any more ammo. I’m sure I wouldn’t hear the end of it for days. That’s my Ash, you know, she’s such the smartass, always coming up with some quirky thing to say, leaving me baffled by her quick wit and sharp mind. Her intelligence may not be the thing people first notice about her, but by God, my girl is SMART! I’m so glad I get to see every single part of her, that she lets me. It makes me love her even more.

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    2. really liked that a lot. I’m so trying out that foreplay/lightening thing on someone, sounds like a hell of a lot of fun. Please do continue, it’s well written and a good story, I really like it.

    4. This was a beautiful one shot…..very sad though. It made me wanna cry;( But, that just means you’re a good writer. “Now, lying here, in bed with my sleeping girlfriend, with an uncomfortable ache between my thighs, but a much more uncomfortable ache in my heart, with tears starting to form in my eyes, I can’t help but think to myself that I will never in my life feel for another woman what I felt for Ashley.”Thats so heartbreaking;(

    6. really liked that a lot. I’m so trying out that foreplay/lightening thing on someone, sounds like a hell of a lot of fun. Please do continue, it’s well written and a good story, I really like it.

    8. This was a beautiful one shot…..very sad though. It made me wanna cry;( But, that just means you’re a good writer. “Now, lying here, in bed with my sleeping girlfriend, with an uncomfortable ache between my thighs, but a much more uncomfortable ache in my heart, with tears starting to form in my eyes, I can’t help but think to myself that I will never in my life feel for another woman what I felt for Ashley.”Thats so heartbreaking;(

    9. Thank you for reviewing. I’m glad you liked it. I would like to continue, but I’m not much of a plotmaster. I usually get stuck while writing longer stories, so … I’ll try, is that good enough?Thanks again for the feedback!

    10. Thank you for reviewing. I’m glad you liked it. I would like to continue, but I’m not much of a plotmaster. I usually get stuck while writing longer stories, so … I’ll try, is that good enough?Thanks again for the feedback!

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