With Arms Wide Open
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S through Z › Twilight Series › Het
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
14
Views:
4,817
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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I do not own Twilight or make any money from this story.
For Sure
author's note-thank you soooooo much to bellalotusfairy for my 1ST REVIEW!!!!!!!! i was sooo happy when i came on and saw i had a review so thanx again, continue to read and review, and i'm really glad you like it..as to others out there..you should follow her example AND REVIEW!!!!!....please...anyway..this one is a short one...but i promise there will be more..enjoy..
MERCEDES POV
It had a been a couple days since James' revelation of his past, although you could hardly tell there had been anything said about the subject. James no longer brought it up and in fact acted like it never happened, but i didn't mind. Apart from that everything has been great between me and him. In fact things had been better than great. We only continued to grow closer and i often found myself feeling...empty...when he wasn't around. It was so new to me: this strange, fuzzy, warm feeling in the pit of my stomach. I had never experienced anything like it before. And quite frankly it scared me. It's funny actually, you'd think i'd be scared of what exactly he was, but i wasn't. I was scared of what he made me feel. I was scared that he broke down all the walls and barriers i had so expertly built up in the last few years; and with one smile. It frightened me to think i was vulnerable. I mean i knew he would never hurt me, but still the possibility was terrifying. I had always had trust problems. I blame it on my mother. It wasn't that she was abusive or anything, atleast not to me, alcohol was a totally different story. I guess she just never really showed me that "motherly love". I spent so many years thinking that i had to have done something wrong for her to be the way she was. That was until i found out exactly why i didn't have a father. It was because he had been killed and she had never gotten over it i guess. But whatever, i learned a long time ago that weeping in self pity did nothing for you. But i never had those trust problems with James. Even from the first moment i met him, i just had that vibe that i could trust him. And up until now, i havn't been able to, for the life of me, figure out exactly what the hell these "feelings" have been. And then one day, while hanging out with him near a pond and watching him smile and let down HIS OWN walls, bam!! it hit me. I suddenlly understood what i was feeling. After months of getting to know him, and trust him, and..just be with him..i finally got it. I was most scared of the fact that FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE...i knew FOR SURE that i loved someone. Yea, i loved James.
MERCEDES POV
It had a been a couple days since James' revelation of his past, although you could hardly tell there had been anything said about the subject. James no longer brought it up and in fact acted like it never happened, but i didn't mind. Apart from that everything has been great between me and him. In fact things had been better than great. We only continued to grow closer and i often found myself feeling...empty...when he wasn't around. It was so new to me: this strange, fuzzy, warm feeling in the pit of my stomach. I had never experienced anything like it before. And quite frankly it scared me. It's funny actually, you'd think i'd be scared of what exactly he was, but i wasn't. I was scared of what he made me feel. I was scared that he broke down all the walls and barriers i had so expertly built up in the last few years; and with one smile. It frightened me to think i was vulnerable. I mean i knew he would never hurt me, but still the possibility was terrifying. I had always had trust problems. I blame it on my mother. It wasn't that she was abusive or anything, atleast not to me, alcohol was a totally different story. I guess she just never really showed me that "motherly love". I spent so many years thinking that i had to have done something wrong for her to be the way she was. That was until i found out exactly why i didn't have a father. It was because he had been killed and she had never gotten over it i guess. But whatever, i learned a long time ago that weeping in self pity did nothing for you. But i never had those trust problems with James. Even from the first moment i met him, i just had that vibe that i could trust him. And up until now, i havn't been able to, for the life of me, figure out exactly what the hell these "feelings" have been. And then one day, while hanging out with him near a pond and watching him smile and let down HIS OWN walls, bam!! it hit me. I suddenlly understood what i was feeling. After months of getting to know him, and trust him, and..just be with him..i finally got it. I was most scared of the fact that FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE...i knew FOR SURE that i loved someone. Yea, i loved James.