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Peace

August 20, 2011 / / 2 Comments

 

A/N: Happy Birthday, Chele681! I hope you have a wonderful day.
As ever, I don’t own Twilight – it owns me.


It’s the last night of our summer vacation – our last night of freedom, so to speak, before we’re nose-deep in books again. It’s been so nice to spend a few weeks of quiet bliss at my parents’ vacation house, strolling along the beach every day.

Like now.

“You know,” Jasper says quietly, staring out over the ocean. “I don’t think I’ll ever tire of this.”

I look at him in surprise. “Of what, babe?”

He turns to me, grinning. “This view. The peace and quiet. Being with you. Most of all, you.”

Pulling him to me, I kiss his cheek.

Antique

August 20, 2011 / / 0 Comments

 

A/N: Happy Birthday,Ealasaid77! I hope you have a fantastic day.
As ever, I don’t own Twilight – it owns me.


Biting my lip, I watch him closely as he ever-so-carefully handles the antique camera – my birthday present to him.

His voice is reverent, his touch feather-light. “Ed, where did you get this? It’s…”

He trails off. His eyes meet mine.

“The guy at the shop said it still works like a charm. Want to try it out?”

He nods, grinning and nonchalantly fiddling with the settings.

I know him well, though, and I lift my camera to snap a picture of him taking one of me.

He laughs, putting both cameras down before kissing me.

“Happy Birthday, Jasper,” I murmur.

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In Public, I Call Her Sister – chapter 35

August 19, 2011 / / 0 Comments
Panic bubbles up inside as Royce clumsily tries to unbutton my coat in order to grope me. His lips are hard on mine and it takes everything I have in me to push him away from me.

“Royce! I’ll see you tomorrow. Sober.” I manage with a barely level voice.

As I attempt to pull my coat closed again, I see it. His eyes are suddenly burning with contempt, and a determination that frightens me.

I try to struggle as he grabs my arm, nearly twisting it out of my socket as he all but drags me into an alley.
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In Public, I Call Her Sister – chapter 34

August 18, 2011 / / 0 Comments
“Rose! There’s my Rose.”

The shock of hearing Royce call my name is the only reason I can think of that compels me to walk toward the group.

“Royce?” I ask in disbelief. Never, in all the time I’ve known him, have I seen him drunk. At parties he’s always refused to partake in alcohol, but now…

I’m flabbergasted at the display I see before me. Five grown men acting like ill-behaved children, making crude jokes and improper gestures as Royce asks one of them whether he was right.

“Isn’t she the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen?” he slurs.
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In Public, I Call Her Sister – chapter 33

August 17, 2011 / / 0 Comments
Her whispered response still rings in my ears as I walk home briskly, wanting to lock myself in my room and savor the knowledge of her continued love for me.

Raucous laughter from further down the street floats to my ears. I frown as I take in the shadowy forms of a small group of men, light glinting off of something.

Glass. Bottles, I realize as I near them.

Drunken louts.

They laugh, making remarks that should never be made in public.

I tug at the collar of my coat, flipping it up as if it could ward them off.
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In Public, I Call Her Sister – chapter 32

August 16, 2011 / / 0 Comments
“It’s only a few blocks,” I remind her gently. “The streets are lit. I’ll be fine.”

“But it isn’t proper!” she insists, though her eyes tell me her real worry. That something will happen to me.

Lloyd offers to walk me home, putting on his coat. I decline stubbornly, especially when he wraps his arm protectively around his wife in an attempt to comfort her.

It isn’t until I promise to stop by the following morning before heading into town with Mother that she relents.

I hug her tightly as I whisper into her ear, “I love you, Vera. Always.”
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In Public, I Call Her Sister – chapter 31

August 15, 2011 / / 0 Comments
Lloyd insists I have dinner with them. What possesses me to agree, I do not know, but before I know it, it’s dark outside.

After helping Vera put Henry to bed, I sigh, reluctant to leave yet unable to stay. Today has been the best and worst I’ve had in a while – though the best outweighs the rest by far. I feel closer to Vera than I have in almost a year and I fear losing that re-discovered connection.

Vera does too. I can tell by how she frets as I pull on my coat.

“You shouldn’t walk alone…”

 

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In Public, I Call Her Sister – chapter 30

August 14, 2011 / / 0 Comments
By the time Lloyd returns home from work, Vera and I have managed to turn our moods around and be cheerful again. It helps to see how little Henry reacts to his Papa coming home and to see how much his father dotes on him.

Suddenly, I feel very much an outsider – like I don’t belong. Watching how sweet Lloyd is being to both Henry and Vera, hugging and kissing them . Seeing how fond Vera’s grown of her husband…

It’s almost too much to bear.

She’s made a good life for herself, as she deserves, I remind myself.

Tease

August 13, 2011 / / 0 Comments
A/N: Happy Birthday, LyricalKris! I hope you have a wonderful day.
Thanks to SorceressCirce for beta’ing.

I’ve tried so hard to keep my distance, to be a good friend and not press him to do anything when he’s not certain what he wants to do or how he feels.

But right now, he’s making it awfully fucking hard – pun intended.

He’s been distant for days now, and I figure it’s cool. Give him space to figure himself out.

Today, though, he’s been making comments. Glancing my way when he thinks I’m not looking.

Right now, it’s all I can do not to press against him – not to kiss him senseless.

“What’s stopping you?” he whispers.

Nothing.

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In Public, I Call Her Sister – chapter 29

August 13, 2011 / / 0 Comments
The hours with Vera are blissfully quiet. Henry is such a good little boy, hardly making any fuss as his mother and I catch up.

He’s on my lap, snoring soft baby-snores. Vera smiles at us fondly, then raises her eyes to mine. I’m startled to find them glistening with tears.

“I wish… I wish this could have been possible for us, Rose,” she whispers quietly.

Suddenly, I find myself unable to speak, so I nod and reach for her hand. We sit in silence for a while, each of us lost in ‘what might have been and if only’.
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