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Post by micaylah on Nov 2, 2008 12:10:18 GMT -5
Mica's reply came softly to Caleb through their bond. "Yes." was all she could manage through her pain.
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Post by taran on Nov 2, 2008 12:42:23 GMT -5
Bruce put up a hand to Caleb.
"I know, God help me, I know," he said. "I am just being honest with you. I don't want to lie or keep anything from you. I'm fighting this thing as much as I can, and I will keep fighting it until I go insane or it lets up. I'll sleep on the couch, you go comfort your sister, she needs you right now, I can feel it. I'll even sleep outside on the porch if that is your wish. It's your house, your rules. I wont do anything that would hurt either of you."
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Post by Caleb on Nov 3, 2008 12:00:44 GMT -5
"It's cool man. Look, you take my room, I'm going to sleep with her tonight." Caleb said. He pointed to where everything was in his room, shook Bruce's hand and went into Mica's room. "Mica, I'm sorry." was all he said. He ran over and hugged her to comfort her as best he could.
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Post by micaylah on Nov 3, 2008 12:56:34 GMT -5
Mica held tightly to Caleb. "I know brother. This whole thing is just alot to take in." she told him. Her tears fell as he held her until sleep finally took her.
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Post by taran on Nov 3, 2008 14:42:19 GMT -5
Bruce thanked Caleb, and closed the door behind him. He took a deep breath, then let it out as he sat on the edge of the bed. He looked around at the pictures and such around the room, smiling. A tear rolled down his cheek as he sat there. He pulled his shoes from his feet then laid down above the sheets, looking up at the ceiling as the tears flowed from his eyes without a sound.
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Post by micaylah on Nov 3, 2008 23:03:07 GMT -5
Mica dreamt she was walking through a wide green meadow. The wildflowers bloomed as far as she could see. The scent drifted softly on the breeze as she felt the sun on her face. She lay back in the grace, reveling in the feel of the suns warmth on her skin. She felt someone approach her and opened her eyes. She felt her desire rise. It was Bruce looking down on her. She lay still, unable to move as he laid next to her. His lips softly pressing against hers as his hand caressed her cheek.
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Post by taran on Nov 3, 2008 23:18:46 GMT -5
Slowly, Bruce drifted off to sleep, tears staining his cheeks.
He dreamed he was walking through a green meadow. He saw Mica laying in the grass. He laid beside her, kissing her lips softly as he caressed her cheek. He felt his passion rise, his arms pulling her against him as he began to kiss her passionately, his body yearning to feel her skin.
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Post by micaylah on Nov 4, 2008 9:51:11 GMT -5
Mica felt her dream as if it were reality. She felt his passionate kiss as he pulled her against him. She felt his yearning as strongly as she felt her own. Her hands moved beneath his shirt as she felt something awakening within her. She pushed it open as her flowing gown opened. She felt his skin against hers as her hands softly caressed him. A smile came over her lips as she slept. She reveled in the feel of him and suddenly awakened. She saw Caleb lying next to her as she brought her feelings back within her control. She gently pulled from his embrace as she quietly left the bed so as not to awaken him. She grabbed a gown from the closet as she made her way through the quiet house. The light was softly filtering in from the early morning sun. She walked out onto the back porch. The breeze softly catching the flowing gown she had donned. Her hair drifted on the back of the breeze as she looked out to the trees beyond. She lost herself in her thoughts as she leaned against the railing of the porch.
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Post by Caleb on Nov 4, 2008 12:15:39 GMT -5
"What's wrong Mica?" Caleb came up behind her and asked. He had felt her get up, and noticed that something was bothering her.
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Post by taran on Nov 4, 2008 14:00:35 GMT -5
Bruce was comfortable in his dream, feeling Mica's soft skin against his as they held each other. Suddenly, the dream ended and he awoke. He shook his head. He had never had a dream feel so real, then end so strangely. He rose from the bed and dressed. He opened the door softly to see Mica's door open as well. Softly, he walked to the kitchen and began to make some hot tea.
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Post by micaylah on Nov 4, 2008 15:04:47 GMT -5
Mica took his hand, placing it around her as she leaned back against him, her head on his shoulder. "Nothing. I'm sorry I woke you Caleb. Just a dream...that's all." She felt the feelings within her rolling just under the surface. She smiled as she remembered the feeling of the dream.
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Post by taran on Nov 4, 2008 15:53:43 GMT -5
Bruce sat silently at the kitchen table, sipping from his cup as he waited for Mica and Caleb. He knew they were talking, knew Mica needed time to be with him, so he would not interfere.
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Post by micaylah on Nov 5, 2008 8:55:13 GMT -5
Mica turned as she felt Bruce's presence in the kitchen. She touched Caleb softly. "It's alright. Really." She moved to the kitchen as she reached for a cup. "Good morning Bruce. How did you sleep?" She watched him intently as the vivid details of the dream replayed in her mind. She felt his touch on her skin and his kiss on her lips even now. She poured the hot water into her cup and made her tea. Her eyes stayed focused on him as she moved to the table. Her hands rested softly on the smooth wood as she picked up the cup in one and sipped the hot liquid.
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Post by taran on Nov 5, 2008 11:05:48 GMT -5
Bruce smiled at Mica, feeling the dream as if it had been real.
"I slept great, actually," he said, taking a sip of his tea. "I had an amazing dream about you though. It felt...real. Anyways, how did you sleep?"
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Post by micaylah on Nov 5, 2008 12:18:30 GMT -5
Mica looked at him sharply. “What kind of dream? You were in a green meadow…filled with wild flowers…and we…” She watched him intently as she started to think that maybe it was not a dream.
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