{{Unedited}} Marielle sobbed the entire way home. “Okay, done with that part,” she whispered, watching the trees move by, the buildings blur, the couples walking hand in hand. Another wave of tears came over her when she saw an old woman and her husband start to cross the street. The woman was still …
{{Unedited}} The moment that he came through the door, he had her in his arms against him as he fumbled to shut it. He pressed her against the door as his mouth clamped over hers, and their tongues began to speak wildly to one another. The soft, warm, wet feelings told her everything …
{{Unedited}} They relaxed into the couch together, as she went to one of her movie collections and found the films. “You already have them.” She shrugged dismissively, “Yeah, I love these movies,” she whispered. He smirked and lifted his arm, urging her against him, where he held her and fed her popcorn so she never …
{{Unedited}} Chamber and Vincent walked beside each other in plain clothes, making their way through the endless throng of people. Rows upon rows of black and whites marched shoulder to shoulder, weapons poised on the left shoulders as their arms swung back and forth in perfect time to a drummed-out rhythm. The parade was …
{{Unedited}} “What do you want for breakfast, darling?” Marielle asked. “Maybe you let me make it, today?” Austin replied with a smile. “I thought you didn’t cook.” “It’s kind of hard to screw up some eggs and toast,” he chuckled. She flushed. “Okay, I’ll allow it if that’s what you want.” “I want to take …
{{Unedited}} After Marielle and Austin ate, and cleared dinner from the table, they both washed the dishes side by side. Then they wandered back to the living room where he aimlessly went to his piano and sat down. He played a song that she vaguely knew with sadness in his eyes, and tone. Let’s Hurt …