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I have almost completed my escape when I am caught in the act.
"Maria?" Michael's voice seems strained and for a good reason. Saving my sister took a lot out of him. Would it always be this way? The ones I love wil always pay the price for who I am. I don't want to put that burden on him. It's not fair. "What's wrong?" He raises up even though it is clearly painful. Fiddling with the bottum on my shirt nervously I try to come up with an answer that won't end in tears.
"I.I.I'm fine I just need to get some air." I respond as throat closes up. Choking back a sob I turn so that he can't see my face. Things are so complicated. just need to clear my head. Clarity would be really nice right about now.
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"I.I.I'm fine I just need to get some air." Maria responds, and in the dim light I can see her turn away from me as I hear her hold back a sob.
Getting out of the bed as quickly as I can, I walk over to her, completely disregarding the fact that I'm wearing only boxers and feel as though I've been run over, brought back to life and run over again.
Placing my arms on her shoulders, I massage them gently in a comforting way. "You wanna talk about it?" I know something's bothering her, I just can't be sure exactly what, considering everything that's gone on lately.
"You should get be in bed resting. Bad dreams is all." Maria says, leaning carefully back against me. I can tell she's worried if I'm alright, but honestly, the pain is starting to subside, and I'm wide awake.
"I'm not tired anymore," I retort, turning her to face me before pulling her close. Her warm body is actually comforting, and I rest my chin on her head.
"You've done so much for me lately, the least I could do is listen."
"I'm not tired anymore," He replies pulling me close to him. I have to admit just being near him makes me feel better. I want to tell him about the dreams ,but seeing as how they have been prophetic in the past I'd rather not. I want to share everything with him, but I'm scared. Scared to let him in. To show him that part of myself. I know the powers I have are supposed to be a gift, but sometimes I wish things could be different. Gasp, maybe even normal.
"You've done so much for me lately, the least I could do is listen."
The conflict must be apparent because his eyes increase their hold on mine. Theyt just draw me in. Wrapped up in his arms I feel safe, and thats the first time since my parents died that i can say that.
I won't let the past repeat itself. I won't run from Michael like I did from Alex and every other man who has ever cared about me. Michael deserves more than just a weak goodbye with flimsy excuses of it's for the best.
"Michael I... I always want to be honest with you. You've probably noticed life with a Charmed One is more than a little strange, and I would understand if you wanted something more... stable. Something less dangerous." I let my eyes lower to the ground unwilling to see his reaction.
"This is how it's always going to be. Fighting the forces of darkness narrowly escaping death. Thats what I go through every day, but you don't have to." I bite my bottum lip anxious to see how he responds.
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"Michael I... I always want to be honest with you. You've probably noticed life with a Charmed One is more than a little strange, and I would understand if you wanted something more... stable. Something less dangerous." Maria says, eyes downcast, and I hold back a laugh. She thinks I might leave her because her life is too dangerous? I'm a half demon immortal on the run from my father; king of the demon world. How dangerous is that?
"This is how it's always going to be. Fighting the forces of darkness narrowly escaping death. Thats what I go through every day, but you don't have to." She says, and I just move her away from me, far enough so that she can see my eyes as I answer her.
"Maria. I lead a dangerous life too, and to be honest, I've never felt more grounded than when I'm with you. I'm not going to get up and leave because life gets a little strange." Gazing into her eyes, I smile, and then add one last thing.
He brings his hand in my chin raisng it up so that my eyes meet his.
"Maria. I lead a dangerous life too, and to be honest, I've never felt more grounded than when I'm with you. I'm not going to get up and leave because life gets a little strange." There is no doubt in those pools of glod reflecting back at me so I take him at his word.
"I love you." He states with a tendreness I've never seen him display.
"I love you too." I reply before placing a soft sweet kiss upon his lips.
"Now let's get you back to bed. I will not have you becoming completely useless to me. I've got big plans for you later, mister." Guiding him back to the bed I take my place beside him.
Snuggling close to him I let out a breathe of relief. I need to talk to him about those dreams. Maybe tommorow when he's feeling better.
Love is not finding the perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.Looking for a little magic?Practical Enchantment
"I love you too." Maria answers, kissing me gently. "Now let's get you back to bed. I will not have you becoming completely useless to me. I've got big plans for you later, mister." She adds, smiling as we get back in bed and she curls up beside me once again.
"I'm not tired, honest," I repeat, grinning. Even so, I wrap my arms tightly around her and pull her as close as possible. Maybe I could use some more sleep.
Soon later, she falls silent, and I listen to hear if she's still awake. "Thank you for before," I say quietly, my voice a whisper.
"I'm not tired, honest," He restates as he envelpoes me in his embrace. His arms tighten around me and pull my body close to his. No complaints here. Fully enjoying the feel of him.
"Thank you for before," he says softly into the approaching dawn.
"Your welcome. I'll let you show me just how appreciative you are later." I reply with a smile.
I start to close my eyes ,but everytime I do the images return. I won't close my eyes. Sleep will not take me again. What if what I saw comes true? Am I doomed to watch my loved one's fall because of my heriatge. Will I perish the way my ancestors did??
Love is not finding the perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.Looking for a little magic?Practical Enchantment
"Your welcome. I'll let you show me just how appreciative you are later." Maria says with a smile, snuggling even closer. I grin, looking forward to this 'later' she speaks of.
Sleep must have overtaken me then, because next time I opened my eyes it was daylight. I looked over at the clock and realized it was late morning, then noticed that Maria was awake as well.
"Maria, did you sleep at all?" I ask; she does look a little tired. I rub her arm gently, leaning over her worriedly. Were dreams bothering her?
