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Adult ++
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All I want for Christmas is you
All I want for Christmas is you
Author’s note: Hello to everyone in here , this is the first fic I ever write and I hope you all like it , I will finish it for Christmas because it's a gift for a friend of mine . Please read and review and if you find any mistakes please forgive me I haven't wrote in english for ages (I did write poetry but no stories ) and I come from Argentina and we speak Spanish .
Disclaimers : Unfortunately I don’t own Don Juan de Marco (I wouldn’t be here if I did) . He belongs to the creator of the wonderful movie .
Chapter 1 : Let me be your helper
Emily Blake is a beautiful girl of 18 years old with a dark and tragic past, the only person she ever trusted is now gone and all she wants is to take her own life away. She lives with her mother in a very old house by the river and everyday she walks to the coast, so she can be alone and get lost within her thoughts.
Today is not a good day for her; 1 month has passed since the death of her boyfriend, who sadly committed suicide after discovering he had a terminal illness. She now feels too sad and lonely, and her mother is not helping at all, she always keeps telling Emily what to do or not.
The clock in her Emily’s room chimes, it’s 5’ o clock in the evening of the first day of December and she cannot seem to be able to stop thinking about him, about the good times and the love they shared together, she cannot keep on living the way she is, weeping tears every night remembering all the moments they spent together. Emily decides that is time already to just give up, she has been trying so hard to stop her feelings but she cannot. She grabs her bag and her boyfriend’s old knife, the one he used to end his own life, says goodbye to her mother and walks always from her house, leaving a letter on her desk. She decides to stop at the mini market and she buys a bottle of Jack Daniels and starts to head towards the coast. She starts walking, tears are falling down her pale cheeks, she sits down on the edge of the coast, and grabs the knife, she is no longer afraid, she knows what she is doing and she starts cutting her wrist, making little slits into it.
“Why have you left me, why have you left me all alone, I cannot survive without you and if this is the only way to return to your arms, then death will be sweet and then the pain will be deminised.” she says in a soft voice.
She takes the bottle of whisky and begins drinking, the alcohol helps her, and she knows what to do, she makes one cut to her right wrist, and blood falls, she doesn’t mind though, she doesn’t care, she only sees his innocent face. Emily begins walking away, leaving blood drops on the sand, she keeps on drinking and goes to the place where they promised to love each other forever. An old bridge, she sits down there, thinking about the last time they spent together all alone, not knowing that life was going to turn so dark.
“Love is true… Love is forever”. she says and suddenly a voice, deep and soft replies
“And love will keep you strong even if the ones you love are gone”.
Emily turns back and sees a young and handsome man, with deep brown eyes and mid length black hair, dressed in blue Jeans and a red t-shirt and something is hanging in his hand which looks like a mask, Emily notices the way in which he is staring at her wrist, she is very weak but she cannot let anyone interfere with her decision.
“Please go away, please leave me alone” she says impatiently “
“I am sorry señorita but I cannot let you do what you want to”, staring at her with his deep brown eyes.
Emily is however very drunk and starts speaking
“Yeah? Then give me a good bloody reason why not to let myself fall, why not to end with my life. Who the hell do you think you are, you know absolutely nothing about love, you’re just another sick bastard who wants to have me and throw men aside after knowing the truth about me, aren’t you!!!!! Aren’t you!!!!! Just leave me alone ok! Just go away and let me fall”.
“I am sorry señorita, I know what you must be going trough and I just want to help, if you let me” He says smiling at her. Emily is too drunk, but the cut she made was not too deep, tears start falling again and she sits down and hides her face.
“Oh!!! My gosh, nobody can help me, nobody can, I am alone, all alone and you’re kind and I thank you for it, but I cannot let you interfere”.
“What’s your name señorita”? He asks her.
“Emily … Emily…Blake….. “She pronounces her surname almost in a cry
“I am Johnny, Johnny de Marco. Please señorita do not cry,” He takes his handkerchief and gives it to her.
“ I am sorry, thank you” Emily doesn’t know why, but something in this guy makes her feel better, maybe it is because of his deep brown eyes and his soft voice or his kindness.
“Can I ask you, why you are doing that to yourself? “He looks at her wrist again and takes another handkerchief which he hands to her, Emily grabs it and tries to make a little smile, she ties it around her wrist and continues to speak.
“I …him… I mean ...... my boyfriend, he died, one month ago, he killed himself and I feel as though I have died with him also….” She says crying.
“Oh, I am sorry to hear that, I completely understand you, I know how it is to suffer from love, I have been through it also, and I want to help you, I tried to do the same you are attempting to do, and for the love of a woman, I was decided to do it, if it wasn’t for the doctor who helped me, I would be…”. Emily cannot believe what this man is saying, like her he has also suffered from love and like her he decided to attempt to end with his life.
“How… how did you survive, how did you stand it … I swear I cannot I tried but he was my all, he was the only person I believed in and the only one who helped me to overcome my fears, and I just can imagine a life without him.”
“You have to try , I know how hard it must be , I really know it , but there must be a way there always is a way, if you just let me help you , I know I can” He said softly
“How can you help me?” Emily looks at him , He is indeed very handsome , his black long hair , his deep brown eyes and his lovely smile , he seems like taken from heaven and he seems so willing and very blissful to be able to help her through this tragic time.
Emily can’t help but smile .She knows that she can’t love another man, Erik had been her only true love and her only heart and soul, but she also realizes, that although her mind is saying no to it, her heart wants to give him a chance.
“Will you let me try? Just let me, just give me a month and I can help you , just let me spend a month with you “ He holds Emily’s hand softly and places a kiss on it. Emily looks at him , getting lost in his eyes , blood is not falling anymore and for some reason she feels better , much better . She is asking to herself , if to let him try or not .Her soul knows the answer .
“I will let you try” she replies softly. He only smiles. A smile that makes Emily feel strangely and somewhat slightly dazzed.
Pd: Hope you like it! Please read and review. Reviews make me happy and let me go on with my story. By the way the last words I used "somewhat slightly dazzed" come from David Bowie's song "Unwashed and somewhat slightly dazzed"
Author’s note: Hello to everyone in here , this is the first fic I ever write and I hope you all like it , I will finish it for Christmas because it's a gift for a friend of mine . Please read and review and if you find any mistakes please forgive me I haven't wrote in english for ages (I did write poetry but no stories ) and I come from Argentina and we speak Spanish .
Disclaimers : Unfortunately I don’t own Don Juan de Marco (I wouldn’t be here if I did) . He belongs to the creator of the wonderful movie .
Chapter 1 : Let me be your helper
Emily Blake is a beautiful girl of 18 years old with a dark and tragic past, the only person she ever trusted is now gone and all she wants is to take her own life away. She lives with her mother in a very old house by the river and everyday she walks to the coast, so she can be alone and get lost within her thoughts.
Today is not a good day for her; 1 month has passed since the death of her boyfriend, who sadly committed suicide after discovering he had a terminal illness. She now feels too sad and lonely, and her mother is not helping at all, she always keeps telling Emily what to do or not.
The clock in her Emily’s room chimes, it’s 5’ o clock in the evening of the first day of December and she cannot seem to be able to stop thinking about him, about the good times and the love they shared together, she cannot keep on living the way she is, weeping tears every night remembering all the moments they spent together. Emily decides that is time already to just give up, she has been trying so hard to stop her feelings but she cannot. She grabs her bag and her boyfriend’s old knife, the one he used to end his own life, says goodbye to her mother and walks always from her house, leaving a letter on her desk. She decides to stop at the mini market and she buys a bottle of Jack Daniels and starts to head towards the coast. She starts walking, tears are falling down her pale cheeks, she sits down on the edge of the coast, and grabs the knife, she is no longer afraid, she knows what she is doing and she starts cutting her wrist, making little slits into it.
“Why have you left me, why have you left me all alone, I cannot survive without you and if this is the only way to return to your arms, then death will be sweet and then the pain will be deminised.” she says in a soft voice.
She takes the bottle of whisky and begins drinking, the alcohol helps her, and she knows what to do, she makes one cut to her right wrist, and blood falls, she doesn’t mind though, she doesn’t care, she only sees his innocent face. Emily begins walking away, leaving blood drops on the sand, she keeps on drinking and goes to the place where they promised to love each other forever. An old bridge, she sits down there, thinking about the last time they spent together all alone, not knowing that life was going to turn so dark.
“Love is true… Love is forever”. she says and suddenly a voice, deep and soft replies
“And love will keep you strong even if the ones you love are gone”.
Emily turns back and sees a young and handsome man, with deep brown eyes and mid length black hair, dressed in blue Jeans and a red t-shirt and something is hanging in his hand which looks like a mask, Emily notices the way in which he is staring at her wrist, she is very weak but she cannot let anyone interfere with her decision.
“Please go away, please leave me alone” she says impatiently “
“I am sorry señorita but I cannot let you do what you want to”, staring at her with his deep brown eyes.
Emily is however very drunk and starts speaking
“Yeah? Then give me a good bloody reason why not to let myself fall, why not to end with my life. Who the hell do you think you are, you know absolutely nothing about love, you’re just another sick bastard who wants to have me and throw men aside after knowing the truth about me, aren’t you!!!!! Aren’t you!!!!! Just leave me alone ok! Just go away and let me fall”.
“I am sorry señorita, I know what you must be going trough and I just want to help, if you let me” He says smiling at her. Emily is too drunk, but the cut she made was not too deep, tears start falling again and she sits down and hides her face.
“Oh!!! My gosh, nobody can help me, nobody can, I am alone, all alone and you’re kind and I thank you for it, but I cannot let you interfere”.
“What’s your name señorita”? He asks her.
“Emily … Emily…Blake….. “She pronounces her surname almost in a cry
“I am Johnny, Johnny de Marco. Please señorita do not cry,” He takes his handkerchief and gives it to her.
“ I am sorry, thank you” Emily doesn’t know why, but something in this guy makes her feel better, maybe it is because of his deep brown eyes and his soft voice or his kindness.
“Can I ask you, why you are doing that to yourself? “He looks at her wrist again and takes another handkerchief which he hands to her, Emily grabs it and tries to make a little smile, she ties it around her wrist and continues to speak.
“I …him… I mean ...... my boyfriend, he died, one month ago, he killed himself and I feel as though I have died with him also….” She says crying.
“Oh, I am sorry to hear that, I completely understand you, I know how it is to suffer from love, I have been through it also, and I want to help you, I tried to do the same you are attempting to do, and for the love of a woman, I was decided to do it, if it wasn’t for the doctor who helped me, I would be…”. Emily cannot believe what this man is saying, like her he has also suffered from love and like her he decided to attempt to end with his life.
“How… how did you survive, how did you stand it … I swear I cannot I tried but he was my all, he was the only person I believed in and the only one who helped me to overcome my fears, and I just can imagine a life without him.”
“You have to try , I know how hard it must be , I really know it , but there must be a way there always is a way, if you just let me help you , I know I can” He said softly
“How can you help me?” Emily looks at him , He is indeed very handsome , his black long hair , his deep brown eyes and his lovely smile , he seems like taken from heaven and he seems so willing and very blissful to be able to help her through this tragic time.
Emily can’t help but smile .She knows that she can’t love another man, Erik had been her only true love and her only heart and soul, but she also realizes, that although her mind is saying no to it, her heart wants to give him a chance.
“Will you let me try? Just let me, just give me a month and I can help you , just let me spend a month with you “ He holds Emily’s hand softly and places a kiss on it. Emily looks at him , getting lost in his eyes , blood is not falling anymore and for some reason she feels better , much better . She is asking to herself , if to let him try or not .Her soul knows the answer .
“I will let you try” she replies softly. He only smiles. A smile that makes Emily feel strangely and somewhat slightly dazzed.
Pd: Hope you like it! Please read and review. Reviews make me happy and let me go on with my story. By the way the last words I used "somewhat slightly dazzed" come from David Bowie's song "Unwashed and somewhat slightly dazzed"