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    Cheer – (Chapter: Long Slow Goodbye)

                    Rachel’s Love is Fleeting

    All inside I despised the thought and shuddered away in sickened reaction when her lips pulled back leaving a shock of cold from the absence of the warmth of her. Like dipped down in deep cool Atlantic waters my body was feeble and stiff with shock, and in Chelsea’s face read the fear of that moment. There was also, behind it, a small expression of pure amazement of our kiss pulling her unconsciously toward me with hooded lids and full lips. In a measurement that was miniscule at best where I could feel the brush of her mouth against mine my body had sent me back into survival mode bound to make me flee at a moment’s notice. My eyes had widened with all my senses on high alert and I had caught center dead of Chelsea’s that were mired in a hypnotic energy that I knew made her senses leave her.

    Chelsea’s eyes always showed me so much and already I had grown to hate how honest they were. They were the gathering of her emotion that primed and pulled the perfect features of her face. Her full lips hung slightly parted and her tongue rolled over wetting them in anticipation of wanting to pull me to her again. I recall in the aftershock of her mouth tasting so sweet. Honey of nectar, syrup saccharine, addictingly overpowering in the way I crave it now. Her jaw still held its soft slope loose and relaxed opposed to my own set rigid. Her brow unfettered with the weight of thought and I knew her mind was clear of overpowering worry of consequence. Her eyes were simple in telling me that she wanted to kiss me again and that sent my heart raging into a dangerous overdrive that was making me lightheaded.

    I had to leave, desperately. In my panic, I roughly pushed her off me and then realized how close Chelsea had been. Her legs met mine that were angled out with my back pressured to the door’s frame and my body was hunkered down as if half beaten and wasted with my arms hanging slack at my sides. Chelsea seemed to tower over me her breast pressed to mine and her shoulders rose as if to play the part of vulnerable. Her hand still hooked at the base of my neck and soothingly did it move through my hair breaking down any defenses I still steadfastly held, but her attempts at easing did not work. I broke free and stumbled up the hall not hiding my sickening fear that was now squeezing my heart.

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    1. yay you’re back! ok I haven’t abandoned reading this, but I am currently rereading it over on the other site so it’s all fresh in my head, and it’s a lot easier to read there anyway, so I’ll be posting my actual comment on the chap on the other site, just wanted to let you know that, and thanks for updating!

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