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Synthetic Snow and Mistletoe
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“No, Bette and Tina will be right next door, they already said I could come over if I felt like it.”
“Do you feel like it, Shane?”
“Idon’t know.”
It puzzles me how such simple decisions are processed and co-processed with this girl, nothing is straightforward. It makes my heart nearly flip over in my chest as I look at her. She reminds me of a lost puppy, one that’s been scourging off the streets and is so used to fending for herself she’s shy of the affection of others.
“Right, okay. Well, whatever you feel like doing you know where to reach me.”
“Carmen” She mumbles again, “your familywhatwill they think of me? Of us?”
I am walking away at this point. I probably get a whole two steps before I spin around on my heels and look at her and then up at the sunny sky. My mother knows about me, she has since I was seventeen or eighteen and figures that most girls I bring home are ones that I’m “courting,” but honestly it’s not a problem.
“Shane, you’ve met my mother before, she would be more than happy to know she was feeding you. She always asks me if you’re eating enough.”
She smiles briefly and clears her throat, “I know, it’s justI um”
She’s fighting here internally and it takes everything inside of me not to leap into her arms and tell her I’ll make it all okay. I just slide my hands into my jacket pockets this time and bunch up my fists. I’m trying to will her with my mind to speak, to tell me. We’ve already shared so much, said so much, I just wish it was easier for her to communicate. Though, instead of my mind tricks working on her she simply walks up to me, wraps her arms around my shoulders and kisses me.
“I’ve just never had a good Christmas.”
I’m dizzy from the kiss but I bring my hand up to cup her cheek and rub my thumb over her lower lip, it’s warm. “Well, Ms. McCutcheon, prepare to meet your maker.”
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That’s so sweet. Continue please.
I love how this story has Carmen in the first person narrative. It is so sweet to have Carmen’s viewpoint for once. I totally love it… GREAT JOB!
I agree with the privious posters, I really like that this story is being told by Carmen. I love Christmas and this story is perfect.You’re a really special fanfic writter. Thank you for these stories and please post soon:)
omg this story is so awsm!! plz continue with this its about time there was a sharmen fic that had a light mood…thanx for this n plz try to post more!!!
Enjoyed this, I’m glad Carmens family already know about her being gay, Shane should be able to enjoy Christmas w/o pretense. Post soon.
This story is so beautiful. It really fits the mood ( it’s snowing outside). Please update soon, this past week. I keep coming back to see if you updated. So please update.:)
sweet..I like it!continue soon!
first time i’ve read your stuff and i really like it. great description of bette which melted my heart !
I’m gonna throw in my two cents or whatever about this too: I love this! Very nice beginning. Exellent descriptions and thoughts and plot. And your Carmen is really sweet, thinking about people like Shane who don’t have any family and most likely spend Christmas alone, which is sad, and well aww :) I love how she persuaded Shane to come to her family’s party. I really love this, and I hope you update soon. :D