The Heart Is
Title:The Heart Is
Author:ekorotya
Genre:General
Rating:PG
Summary:The heart is not always at home...
Authors Notes:My first one shot. It was inspired in the moment...
Esfir Korotya: Hello, there. This is just a simple one shot I wrote while in the center of a writer block.
Disclaim:I own nothing but the plot and the OC's (original characters). What is not real in this life has been created by the author. The rest of it belongs to it's owner(s). This is just a hobby and I am making no profit off of this.
Inspired by clair_de_lune's story Home.
The Heart Is
The heart is...
...a home to which I am not welcome. I left so many times and she took me in without a second thought. But not this time. “You're hurting the kids. And you're killing me John, not them.”
...a place I will travel to everyday until I am back in her arms. “Te amo mi amore.”
...the very place where my childhood was stolen from me. The same place I lost my very innocence. “Thanks a lot dad.”
...the place I left to serve my country. My family...my little girl...“I'm comin' home baby girl.”
Esfir Korotya: Short, bittersweet, but inspired in the heat of the moment. Thanks a bunch clair!
Author:ekorotya
Genre:General
Rating:PG
Summary:The heart is not always at home...
Authors Notes:My first one shot. It was inspired in the moment...
Esfir Korotya: Hello, there. This is just a simple one shot I wrote while in the center of a writer block.
Disclaim:I own nothing but the plot and the OC's (original characters). What is not real in this life has been created by the author. The rest of it belongs to it's owner(s). This is just a hobby and I am making no profit off of this.
Inspired by clair_de_lune's story Home.
The Heart Is
The heart is...
...a home to which I am not welcome. I left so many times and she took me in without a second thought. But not this time. “You're hurting the kids. And you're killing me John, not them.”
...a place I will travel to everyday until I am back in her arms. “Te amo mi amore.”
...the very place where my childhood was stolen from me. The same place I lost my very innocence. “Thanks a lot dad.”
...the place I left to serve my country. My family...my little girl...“I'm comin' home baby girl.”
Esfir Korotya: Short, bittersweet, but inspired in the heat of the moment. Thanks a bunch clair!