Walking Together

Walking Together

 

Dusk falls across the country side as we walk in the country side.

A chilly wind blows and you shiver, I take off my coat and wrap it around you.

 

Rain starts to fall (little droplets at first).

I motion for the barn that's not to far away (now the rain starts to fall harder.)

 

We are soaked by the time we get inside.

The wind is blowing hard and I have to force it slowly shut.

 

You shake the water out of your hair, and for the first time I notice something different about you.

My heart starts beating faster then it ever did before (it must be the rain.)

 

You look at me and I blush turning away. “Um...I...I was just looking...for a...something to see if we could get warm, I mean something to warm us up...um from the cold rain. (I shake my head and start to walk around trying to remember how to look for something.)

 

I find an old stove. I found something, I think we can light a fire..I mean use it to warm up...sighs. Thinking to my self, “your an idiot she doesn't like you like that”.

 

I start gathering some loose wood and bring it over. The smell of lilac from your hair makes my heart beat faster. I kneel down in front of the old stove and start putting wood in it.

 

I get the fire going as you string a line over the top of it. “Um whats the line for” I ask. “Its so we can dry some of our cloths silly.” I blush “um mine aren't that wet really.”

“Don’t be silly” you say as you give me a quick kiss on the top of my head.

 

After the fire is going you come over and hold your hands out. “Give it up mister.” I look up confused. “Give up what.” You tap your foot on the ground, “Your not getting away the easy, now come on lets have it.”

 

I look down at the ground. Slowly I take off my shirt and stand up and look away. You gasp at what you see. Quietly I say, “I’m sorry if I disgusted you, I never wanted you to see them.”

 

Slowly you reach out to run your fingers over the deep scars on my back. I flitch just a little. “Um do they...hurt.” I shake my head, “not the way you think they would.”

 

You hang my shirt on the line and start to take your top off. I sit down in front of the fire.

 “Great now she thinks your broken.” You sit next to me and put your hand gently over mine. “Um if you want to talk about it...um I would like to know, but only if you want to.” I hold my head down. I don’t say a word for a long time. The memories come

flooding back in painful flinches.

 

I look at you, “its not something I ever talked about or want anyone to know.” You squeeze my hand, “it will be our secret I won’t tell any one, I promise.” I squeeze your hand back.

 

I stair into the fire lost in the memory of what happened. “We were on a night patrol in the Afghan mountains, it was suppose to be an easy patrol.” “I was hit with the first round, the next thing I know I was tied up hanging by my wrists in some cave along with two others from my squad.” “I found out the three of us were the only ones left.”

 

They didn't even ask us any questions, they just...

You sit next to me and put your arms around me careful not to touch my scars. “You don’t have to tell me now, when your ready I will be here for you.”

 

I slowly look up, yours eyes catch the glow from the fire. Something in me stirs as I slowly reach up to touch your face. “I have wanted to do this ever since we first met,”

I lean in to kiss you. You close your eyes and whisper “Me to.”

 

The night takes hold of us as we fill each others needs that have never been filled. Each time you touch me I find new emotions rising, I think to my self “How could I have been so blind to her feelings, they were there a thousand times.”

 

We find each other in places only our hearts could go.

Reviews

[Lily Mae]

Excellent story...and again that last line just sweeps you away.. You are an amazing writer.. :)

[ron]

-blushing- You are to kind Lily, thank you.