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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
9
Views:
2,056
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4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
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I do not own Stigmata, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 6
“The Tin Man” by Kenny Chesney)
He just stood there in the hallway motionless, his body and mind were now completely numb; it took all the strength he had not to just collapse where he stood. Somehow, unknown to him, he managed to make his way back into his apartment; he just stood there and began to let his emotions rush over him, his every function was shutting down as his heart broke. He suddenly felt very sick, emotionally as well as physically, he quickly realized where he was; he inadvertently made his was out onto the balcony and was clutching at the rail for dear life. It was still raining but it was just a slight drizzle, he stood there grasping tightly to the rail, Frankie’s rejection had shaken him to the core at first he was feeling confident that his feelings would be reciprocated as he held her while she cried.
That’s what made him confess to her everything he felt, he was sure of her feelings ‘Hell she even told me she loved me, I don’t understand why she ran’ he thought nothing of finally releasing what he’d held inside for so long. He could never act on his feeling before because of his duty to the church, he was forced to love her from afar and now in his moment of clarity and honesty he had his heart torn from him. He couldn’t contain himself anymore he let out a gut wrenching bellow, and began to sob uncontrollably; he sank to his knees and let his heart just relieve itself, as the rain slowly bounced off his already soaked brow. After he was able to somewhat compose himself he half-heartedly lifted himself up and went inside, slowly he picked up the towel he had used to dry her off and held it to his face inhaling her sweet smell, he sulked to his bed and sat down then slowly let himself fall backwards as to lay on the bed, ‘God I miss her, just when I had her close enough she’s ripped from my grasp.’
Suddenly he was startled by a knocking on his door, his moves were a quick and sleek, graceful motion, he was at the door and beginning to open it before the person had a chance to finish its second knock. The sight before him was that of an angel, “Frankie?”
“I love you,” she said as she threw herself into his open and welcoming arms, “I love you, I love you so much, I’m sorry I ran I was just so scared,” she was crying and shaking terribly. “Everything you said was what I’ve been waiting to hear for five long years… and yet when you said them I… was confused and scared. I can’t explain why but it was all too sudden and…”
She hadn’t been able to finish her sentence before he gently placed his lips on hers, ‘God, this feels so good,’ was all the thoughts he was able to process. After what felt like an eternity they pulled apart coming up for air, passionately they stared into each others eyes, “I love you Frankie, I need you… you complete me;” he slowly took a breath, “you fill the emptiness inside- something I thought could never be filled till I met you. Then I saw what it was that I needed, you are my everything Frankie, I… Love You.”
Tears began to swell in her eyes as she pulled him into another sensual kiss, “I love you too,” she whispered.
Effortlessly Andrew bent and swept Frankie into his arms and carried her towards his bed, carefully setting her down and laying his body next to hers. Slowly they began to undress each other, each fighting back the need to completely ravage the other, so much time had been wasted that it made them hurry to make sure of their love before something pulled them apart again.
All of a sudden a bright light pieced through the darkness of the room startling Andrew, he quickly sat up and began to take in his surroundings; he was lying sprawled out across his bed with his damp clothing sticking to his body and clenched tightly in his hand was the towel of Frankie’s. The light he had seen was the immense amount of sun coming in through the balcony window, he looked around there was no clothing thrown across the floor and worst of all there was no Frankie. His heart sank lower than he had ever imagined, ‘A dream, it was all a damn dream,’ was the only thought that crossed his mind a he slipped back into his unconscious state, hoping to escape the pain if only for a few hours.
He just stood there in the hallway motionless, his body and mind were now completely numb; it took all the strength he had not to just collapse where he stood. Somehow, unknown to him, he managed to make his way back into his apartment; he just stood there and began to let his emotions rush over him, his every function was shutting down as his heart broke. He suddenly felt very sick, emotionally as well as physically, he quickly realized where he was; he inadvertently made his was out onto the balcony and was clutching at the rail for dear life. It was still raining but it was just a slight drizzle, he stood there grasping tightly to the rail, Frankie’s rejection had shaken him to the core at first he was feeling confident that his feelings would be reciprocated as he held her while she cried.
That’s what made him confess to her everything he felt, he was sure of her feelings ‘Hell she even told me she loved me, I don’t understand why she ran’ he thought nothing of finally releasing what he’d held inside for so long. He could never act on his feeling before because of his duty to the church, he was forced to love her from afar and now in his moment of clarity and honesty he had his heart torn from him. He couldn’t contain himself anymore he let out a gut wrenching bellow, and began to sob uncontrollably; he sank to his knees and let his heart just relieve itself, as the rain slowly bounced off his already soaked brow. After he was able to somewhat compose himself he half-heartedly lifted himself up and went inside, slowly he picked up the towel he had used to dry her off and held it to his face inhaling her sweet smell, he sulked to his bed and sat down then slowly let himself fall backwards as to lay on the bed, ‘God I miss her, just when I had her close enough she’s ripped from my grasp.’
Suddenly he was startled by a knocking on his door, his moves were a quick and sleek, graceful motion, he was at the door and beginning to open it before the person had a chance to finish its second knock. The sight before him was that of an angel, “Frankie?”
“I love you,” she said as she threw herself into his open and welcoming arms, “I love you, I love you so much, I’m sorry I ran I was just so scared,” she was crying and shaking terribly. “Everything you said was what I’ve been waiting to hear for five long years… and yet when you said them I… was confused and scared. I can’t explain why but it was all too sudden and…”
She hadn’t been able to finish her sentence before he gently placed his lips on hers, ‘God, this feels so good,’ was all the thoughts he was able to process. After what felt like an eternity they pulled apart coming up for air, passionately they stared into each others eyes, “I love you Frankie, I need you… you complete me;” he slowly took a breath, “you fill the emptiness inside- something I thought could never be filled till I met you. Then I saw what it was that I needed, you are my everything Frankie, I… Love You.”
Tears began to swell in her eyes as she pulled him into another sensual kiss, “I love you too,” she whispered.
Effortlessly Andrew bent and swept Frankie into his arms and carried her towards his bed, carefully setting her down and laying his body next to hers. Slowly they began to undress each other, each fighting back the need to completely ravage the other, so much time had been wasted that it made them hurry to make sure of their love before something pulled them apart again.
All of a sudden a bright light pieced through the darkness of the room startling Andrew, he quickly sat up and began to take in his surroundings; he was lying sprawled out across his bed with his damp clothing sticking to his body and clenched tightly in his hand was the towel of Frankie’s. The light he had seen was the immense amount of sun coming in through the balcony window, he looked around there was no clothing thrown across the floor and worst of all there was no Frankie. His heart sank lower than he had ever imagined, ‘A dream, it was all a damn dream,’ was the only thought that crossed his mind a he slipped back into his unconscious state, hoping to escape the pain if only for a few hours.