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    FOREVER I PROMISE: Chapter 58

     

    Upon arriving at her wife’s door, she knocked gently. “Whit,” Stacey said softly, as she peaked into the room.

     

    Stacey smiled warmly. There was her Whit. The sun was at Whit’s back giving her Ivory skin a nice glow. Long sandy blonde hair caught the sunlight perfectly.

     

    Stacey entered the room and took a chair at her wife’s side. She gently took Whit’s hand into her own. “Last night, was. . .” Her voice trailed off as she listened to the sound of machines monitoring Whit’s every function. The chirping machine keeping track of her wife’s heart seemed so impersonal to the sound of the steady humming she used to love to listen to with her head against Whit’s soft chest.

     

    “It seemed so real,” she said with tears in her eyes. “I felt you there, Whit!  I was so certain that you were there!  But you couldnt have been, could you.  You never came home that night.  It was all a dream, a cruel hateful dream.  Bette and Tina woke me when the Officers came to tell me you had been hurt in the explosion.”

     

    Wearily, her head fell forward, crying against Whit’s hospital bed. Stacey struggled not to cry just as she struggled every visit not to cry since the day of the Explosion. She was never able to win that battle.  Her tears always took control.  She raised her head to look at her wife, who appeared to be sleeping peacefully and not actually in the comatose state that had taken her from Stacey months ago.

     

    “Come back to me, Whit.  Please!”

     

    So slight at first was this flutter that she doubted that she had actually seen it. Stacey stared closer squeezing the hand in hers tightly. “That’s it, baby. Come on! Wake up!”

     

    No, no.  I’m a Doctor.  I know what this is.  It’s just.  I cant do this to myself every day!  The sudden powerful grip on her hand was explained away as a muscle spasm, a twitch, a jerk of Whits muscles.

     

    Stacey jumped to her feet.  The force in which she had risen caused the chair behind her to fall backwards falling to the ground.

     

    Comments

    1. I didn’t see that coming. frist you give us a loving scene with them. then you crush us. But then you brought us back to a happy place. GOOD POST!!!!!!!!!!!

    2. OMG… that was VERY intense…. great chapter as ALWAYS.. i have a confession to make…. besides bette and tina, stacey and whit are my next favorite couple!! hell.. i wish that IC would have hire you to be in the writing panel!

    3. I have just read from chapter 1 to this present chapter and have to say, this is an absolutly brilliant story!!!! Lots O drama ~ but thats what I like. Keep up the great work and Im looking foward to reading more!

    4. TK – I’m still reeling over chapter 47. That shit scared me out of my skin. I fell for that entire journey. Never have I’ve beeen so entralled and drawn to a storyline. And then the dream. SHIT. I fell of my couch reading. So much so that I re-read chapters 44 to 50 again just to make sure I read what I thought I read. DAM GOOD SHIT…More please. Thank you….

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