A New Beginning
Chapter 12
Now I'm blushing! Kara hops down off the counter and walks into the living room. I follow close behind. She sits down on the end long couch, and I sit one the other side. I want to know badly what lies behind those green eyes. But, I won't push her or anything. I can see she as a lot to tell, though. I just really want to get close to her. I know time will only bring us closer. Jesus Christ! I sound like a fucking pussy. I don't know why the hidden Romeo inside of me comes out of hiding when ever I talk or think of Kara...
"So tell me about yourself batman." Kara says, tucking her legs underneath herself. I smile and look towards the ground. "Well, I was bullied in school, also. They picked on me in school for being who I wanted to be. But, I bet now they're working a dead end job because all they focused on in life was things that didn't benefit them. And, I have a feeling you'll rise up and become something that will amaze them. That you will prove them all wrong. I hope I don't sound like some inspirational hippy, but I think it's true. I know what it's like to be kicked down and not want to get back up." She gazes into my eyes for a few moments, then turns her head to the floor. "Yeah, and it doesn't help when you have so many other things fucked up about yourself. I might as well tell you right off the bat that I have depression and anxiety." She turns her face away so I can't see it. I start to hear her sniffle.
I remember when I had depression. No one was there to save me. Only music saved my life from becoming a living hell. I wish someone was there to save me. I have a feeling music has been keeping Kara alive. I can see it in her eyes whenever she talks about guitars, bands, music notes, chords, and the list goes on. Anything that revolves around music seems to make her eyes sparkle. I'll try to save her...
I scoot next to her so now our legs are touching. Kara turns her face towards me. I can see the tears staining her cheeks. I wrap my arms tightly around her. She buries her face in between my neck and shoulder. I can feel her tears soaking through my shirt. Her arms raise from her sides and wrap tightly around my neck. Holding her soft body is like nothing I've ever experienced before. Not even sleeping with the most sexiest women as ever made me feel this way. "I've never had someone embrace me...or smack my ass and ask if I've seen how hot their mom is." She stifles a sad sounding laugh out. I softly chuckle as I stroke her hair. "I will hold you anytime, dear."
"So tell me about yourself batman." Kara says, tucking her legs underneath herself. I smile and look towards the ground. "Well, I was bullied in school, also. They picked on me in school for being who I wanted to be. But, I bet now they're working a dead end job because all they focused on in life was things that didn't benefit them. And, I have a feeling you'll rise up and become something that will amaze them. That you will prove them all wrong. I hope I don't sound like some inspirational hippy, but I think it's true. I know what it's like to be kicked down and not want to get back up." She gazes into my eyes for a few moments, then turns her head to the floor. "Yeah, and it doesn't help when you have so many other things fucked up about yourself. I might as well tell you right off the bat that I have depression and anxiety." She turns her face away so I can't see it. I start to hear her sniffle.
I remember when I had depression. No one was there to save me. Only music saved my life from becoming a living hell. I wish someone was there to save me. I have a feeling music has been keeping Kara alive. I can see it in her eyes whenever she talks about guitars, bands, music notes, chords, and the list goes on. Anything that revolves around music seems to make her eyes sparkle. I'll try to save her...
I scoot next to her so now our legs are touching. Kara turns her face towards me. I can see the tears staining her cheeks. I wrap my arms tightly around her. She buries her face in between my neck and shoulder. I can feel her tears soaking through my shirt. Her arms raise from her sides and wrap tightly around my neck. Holding her soft body is like nothing I've ever experienced before. Not even sleeping with the most sexiest women as ever made me feel this way. "I've never had someone embrace me...or smack my ass and ask if I've seen how hot their mom is." She stifles a sad sounding laugh out. I softly chuckle as I stroke her hair. "I will hold you anytime, dear."
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3/12/14