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I had a problem, I could always run to him and he would be there. Now, I had no one. The pain erupted like a volcano through my mouth. I slapped my hand across my open mouth to try and stifle the mournful cry that had come out. My tears ran like a river down my face. I wrapped my arms around myself and rocked back and forth, trying to silence the grief inside.
No one else needed to join in with me. This party was all mine. I grieved for the loss of my father’s love, for the loss that had been taken from me. He was the only one I had ever had. I knew the Maxwell’s had considered me family, and they were close enough to me that I felt they were. Nevertheless, still, it was my Daddy.
Another burst of air came from my throat. I slapped my hand across my mouth again, trying to hide the noise. I turned quickly, and hid my face in the pillow. I wanted to scream, but I was afraid to wake the whole house. In the midst of my continuum of pain, I felt something warm moving on my back. Startled I jumped and pulled my head from the pillow. As I raised my head up, I felt the weight of a body against mine. The soft whisper in my ear, “It is okay. Come here.” Daniel‘s soft voice whispered in the dark.
Without another word, his strong arms pulled me to his body. He wrapped my arm around his neck where my head buried into his chest. His arms tightly enclosed around me, holding me closer as I cried. No longer could I contain the pain in normal doses. The sorrowful wails that came from deep within me muffled softly on his chest. His hand pressed firmly against the back of my head, holding me close to him. The sound of his soft voice, cooing unrecognizable words brought out more of the pain.
Flooding my soul with an unmentionable depth of sorrow, my box opened. No one could imagine but me, the pain I felt at this point. All dignity was lost. I was lost in a sea of emotions all at once, tossing me back and forth by a raging storm that threatened life itself. Bearing down on all that I knew, my emotions were like a ragged ship sinking to the bottom depths of the ocean, never to be found again. Still, somewhere, there was hope this storm which raged and wailed out of me would end. A voice soft as an angel’s whispered into my ears, leading me to a light out the darkest of storms. It directed to a brightness my eyes couldn’t see and delivered me from the hands of hell that gripped by heart.
Like the fierce storm it was, it had come and gone. All the tears and pain ended. Only an empty box remained. The sniffles that I tried to retract came slowly. The hand of my rescuer brushed my hair from my face with his fingers. My eyelids felt heavier with each smooth stroke of his fingertips against my skin. Slowly, my eyes closed and the storm ended. I drifted, drifted toward the safeness of the seashore. At last, I was safe.
FOUR
Morning came quickly; yawning, I stretched my sleepy body. I jerked my hands back to my sides and twisted my head toward the other side of the bed. Empty. I relaxed while my heart’s arrhythmic beat returned to normal again. Remembering last night clearly, Daniel had taken me by surprise. I suppose I shouldn’t have been surprised to find myself alone in bed this morning. After all, he was there for the moment. Daniel’s cologne lingered on my nightshirt. The clean scent made me somewhat light headed, in a good way. I rolled over on the pillow to smell the fragrance once again, allowing parts of last night’s memory to fill my mind. Daniel was so sweet and tender, unlike the ass he once was.
The thought of looking him in the face this morning terrified me. After being a blubbering idiot last night, I thought he’d seen the worst of me. I couldn’t help the rush of emotions I experienced last night when my box so violently opened. I could face the embarrassment, but not the aftermath of teasing.
After jumping out the bed, I glanced at the clock. The alarm clock said seven-thirty, just enough time for a
No one else needed to join in with me. This party was all mine. I grieved for the loss of my father’s love, for the loss that had been taken from me. He was the only one I had ever had. I knew the Maxwell’s had considered me family, and they were close enough to me that I felt they were. Nevertheless, still, it was my Daddy.
Another burst of air came from my throat. I slapped my hand across my mouth again, trying to hide the noise. I turned quickly, and hid my face in the pillow. I wanted to scream, but I was afraid to wake the whole house. In the midst of my continuum of pain, I felt something warm moving on my back. Startled I jumped and pulled my head from the pillow. As I raised my head up, I felt the weight of a body against mine. The soft whisper in my ear, “It is okay. Come here.” Daniel‘s soft voice whispered in the dark.
Without another word, his strong arms pulled me to his body. He wrapped my arm around his neck where my head buried into his chest. His arms tightly enclosed around me, holding me closer as I cried. No longer could I contain the pain in normal doses. The sorrowful wails that came from deep within me muffled softly on his chest. His hand pressed firmly against the back of my head, holding me close to him. The sound of his soft voice, cooing unrecognizable words brought out more of the pain.
Flooding my soul with an unmentionable depth of sorrow, my box opened. No one could imagine but me, the pain I felt at this point. All dignity was lost. I was lost in a sea of emotions all at once, tossing me back and forth by a raging storm that threatened life itself. Bearing down on all that I knew, my emotions were like a ragged ship sinking to the bottom depths of the ocean, never to be found again. Still, somewhere, there was hope this storm which raged and wailed out of me would end. A voice soft as an angel’s whispered into my ears, leading me to a light out the darkest of storms. It directed to a brightness my eyes couldn’t see and delivered me from the hands of hell that gripped by heart.
Like the fierce storm it was, it had come and gone. All the tears and pain ended. Only an empty box remained. The sniffles that I tried to retract came slowly. The hand of my rescuer brushed my hair from my face with his fingers. My eyelids felt heavier with each smooth stroke of his fingertips against my skin. Slowly, my eyes closed and the storm ended. I drifted, drifted toward the safeness of the seashore. At last, I was safe.
FOUR
Morning came quickly; yawning, I stretched my sleepy body. I jerked my hands back to my sides and twisted my head toward the other side of the bed. Empty. I relaxed while my heart’s arrhythmic beat returned to normal again. Remembering last night clearly, Daniel had taken me by surprise. I suppose I shouldn’t have been surprised to find myself alone in bed this morning. After all, he was there for the moment. Daniel’s cologne lingered on my nightshirt. The clean scent made me somewhat light headed, in a good way. I rolled over on the pillow to smell the fragrance once again, allowing parts of last night’s memory to fill my mind. Daniel was so sweet and tender, unlike the ass he once was.
The thought of looking him in the face this morning terrified me. After being a blubbering idiot last night, I thought he’d seen the worst of me. I couldn’t help the rush of emotions I experienced last night when my box so violently opened. I could face the embarrassment, but not the aftermath of teasing.
After jumping out the bed, I glanced at the clock. The alarm clock said seven-thirty, just enough time for a
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