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Our Hearts Beat For Anne She Looks Real
Vincent I staggered into my house, and like yesterday, I didn’t bother switching on the lights. It was going to hurt my eyes anyway. I looked toward the kitchen and saw the lights on. The housekeeper was still around. She had a key so she would lock after her. All I needed to do was go and throw up just like yesterday, then fall into a long dark sleep. I thought leaving the house would make it better. It didn’t. Not seeing Anne was driving me crazy, especially the thoughts of her in my brother’s arms. It made me miserable. Immersing myself in my work didn’t help as it did with Fiona. I saw Anne on different people’s faces. When a patient trips and falls, I think of her. When someone is rampaging down the hallway, yelling at nurses, I remember her. She was everywhere and it was driving me mad. This made me result to doing what I’d always hated. Drinking. Even if it was for an hour or two, I needed to empty my mind from the ravaging thoughts of her. The side effects were horrible.
Our Hearts Beat For Anne Nausea
Vincent She pulled away from me, wiping at her eyes to stop the tears. I took a few steps back to give her some space, but I was itching to hold her. I wanted to kiss those tears off her face. I wanted to whisper soothing words in her ear and have her lay on my chest, finding solace. But she didn’t want that. “Anny, talk to me,” I whispered. I felt that if I raised my voice, she’d break down completely. She looked straight into my eyes as if looking for answers. “Anny, please talk to me,” I was beginning to feel nauseous. “Why did you do it?” she finally spoke. This drove my nausea down a bit. But I was confused with the question. “Do what?” “Vincent, all I ever wanted was to study, make my grades, find a good job and take care of my family. I never asked to be sexually assaulted, yet it happened. Fine, I was ready to move past that. I wasn’t going to send your brother to jail, nor did I request an apology from him, yet he gave anyways. But what I don’t get is why you two deci
Our Hearts Beat For Anne Pale and Lifeless
Anne “Don’t be too hard on him,” the soothing voice of an elderly lady stopped me on my track. I turned to face the lady that let me into the house earlier that night. She had her bag hanging loosely from her shoulders and a kind smile on her wrinkled face. “Excuse me?” I asked, perplexed. “Don’t be too hard on him dear. He’s quite a mess right now,” she said with the same kind smile. I had frowned my face at this. She didn’t know one bit what was going on, yet she’s taking sides. I kept quiet, contemplating whether to just excuse myself and leave, or just turn and leave. “You must be thinking, 'What’s this old lady yapping about?' I would think the same thing if I were you, but hear me out, child. He loves you…” I rubbed my palm over my face in frustration. She still didn’t get it. “That’s not the point ma'am…” I had begun but the shaking of her head made me stop talking. “I know child. I heard you yelling in despair. I’ve also seen him at his worse for a while now. Dear, h
Our Hearts Beat For Anne Hear me Out
Anne ”I’m here,” I said quickly, holding his face and shoulders closer. “What are you doing here?” he asked, trying to sit up. I helped him into a sitting position whilst trying to think of the real reason I came up here. I don’t even know. I hadn’t planned on what I would say. I just knew I wanted to see him. “That’s not important. What’s important is getting you to a hospital,” I said, trying to pull him up. He shook his head. I stared at him as if he was going crazy, “Why not?” “I did not faint Anny, I was sleeping,” he said tiredly. I stared at him in shock. He called that sleeping. He was looking so pale and… As if he read my mind, he smiled and said, “I was drunk Anny. I still feel its effect. I’ve been puking for a while now. I couldn’t make it back to the room, so I decided to bring the room to me.” He dared to make fun of his situation. I almost smacked his head. “But you are weak, Vincent,” I argued. “Not really. I’m just tired of going back and forth. Nothing sali
Our Hearts Beat For Anne Drunken Desires
Anne I grabbed onto his waist to steady him. Just like the first time. His weight had me falling backward, but this time, the door was directly behind me. I fell on it with a breathy oomph sound escaping my lips. He had fallen with me. But just like before, he grabbed hold of my waist with one hand, then landed on the door with his elbow. I looked from his elbow propped against the wall above my head to his face, which was mere inches from mine. He wasn’t looking into my eyes. He had his eyes lower. He removed his hand from my waist and brought it up to my face. He slowly touched my cheek with his thumb and index finger. The butterflies in my belly were awoken not only by his soft touch but also by the intensity of his eyes on my lips. I gulped hard to placate my dried throat. That single action sent his eyes down to my throat, while his hand trailed down to my chin, raising my face to face his. His eyes came back to my lips. He slowly ran his thumb around my lower and upper lip
Our Hearts Beat For Anne Sweet Caress
Anne He kept himself up with his knees on both sides of me, and in one fluid movement, pulled his shirt off, exposing the rippling muscles of his arms, shoulders, and abdomen. I gulped. Hard! He had tiny beads of sweat running down his chest. I reached out and stopped one of them, earning myself a moan from him. “Anny,” he breathed, straightening on top of me. He held up most of his weight with his left elbow, then used his right hand to softly stroke my cheek. I don’t know if my eyes mirrored his, but the intensity of his gaze had my whole body reaching boiling point. I pulled his face down to mine and kissed him ferociously. He returned it with the same vigor, running his right arm all over my body. He grabbed my left boob and squeezed gently. That single action had my knees vibrating. I bit my lower lip to satiate the painful throb of my hardened nipples, arching my back to press it against his naked chest. But my stupid gown and underwear were impeding it. I wanted more. I need
Our Hearts Beat For Anne She's Gone
Vincent I knew something was off even before opening my eyes. I felt emptiness around me. Weirdly, I had slept so peacefully without haunting dreams of Anny and my brother. The clock on my bedside table read 10 am. I had slept till the late hours of the morning. Great! I slowly stood up holding my head at the massive pounding whilst squinting my eyes at the harsh light coming in from the window. I felt weak, tired, and hungry, but at the same time, I felt a tinge of happiness within me. It was either the peculiar scent of Anne all over the place, or something else? This was when the flashes began. It was in tiny fragments, and a bit dark. It sped past in quick succession that I couldn’t grab them individually. But my most predominant thought at that moment was that Anny was here. I darted my eyes looking for pieces of evidence asides from her scent, but there were no traces of her. Against my mad headache, I slipped out of bed and scrutinized my room like a merchant purchasing dia
Our Hearts Beat For Anne Uneasy Feelings
Andrew The housekeepers had told me she left that night. I was worried sick and had kept trying to reach her but I couldn’t. I was going to go off in search of her but mum wouldn’t let me. she pleaded I stayed back cause’ of my leg and the fact it was already dark. She was certain Anny would call before the day ran out. I accepted because I knew she was right. It didn’t make me feel any better though. She’d been left alone. Maybe an emergency came up. I felt hurt too. Anny and I had a beautiful moment that night at the party. Although we didn’t get close after that, something had begun between us. I had been happy and confident about it, till now. If she wouldn’t inform me of sudden departures, then our relationship would be built on weak ground. My mum’s reassurance kept resounding in my ears as the night progressed and yet, no sign or call from Anne. I tried calling Vincent. His wasn’t going either. I simply assumed he was on call. My anxiety level was now climbing the ceiling by
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