No Regrets
Title: No Regrets
Fandom: Christy
Word count: 606
The falling rain, blinds her as she ran through the cover of darkness, tripping and stumbling over roots and broken twigs. She had been told countless times that the cove was a dangerous place, especially at night. She had witness some of the cruelties of life already, and knowing she was an easy target on a night like this. The thought of waiting until light of day had crossed her mind, but it quickly was thought against. She had to know. Unable to hold it for a moment longer.
Quiet not to wake anyone in the house, cautious of the third step that creaked when hit in the right spot, putting on a coat, buttoning each clasp, she retreated on her journey. The thought of taking either Prince or Theo occurred a third of the way there. The adrenaline was pumping too strongly not to be unleashed by the soles of her feet.
Stopping to catch her breath at the sight of the cabin, no lights shining from the windows. She hadn't recalled any instances of where his services would be needed. She had little to no fear that he won't be home. She climbs the steps to his door, worn and chipped from the years and generations. Firmly she begins to rap with a furry.
"Hold on I'm coming!" A voice yells out, with that she seizes the pounding, listening to his steps descending on the stairs. With an equal amount of furry he yanks the door open, cocks his eyebrow in confusion and stares at the soaking wet guest.
"Christy! What in the world are you doing!? Have you lost your mind girl? Get inside!" He grabs her wrist yanking inside from the weather slamming the door behind her.
"I had to know. I mean I have to know."
"Couldn't this wait until the morning? Geez Christy!"
"No! Sorry but if I don't this now I never will. And aren't the one who has told me to stop being so afraid? Just live the life to my regards, and the hell with everyone else?" She takes note of the surprised look at her spit fire additude.
"I suppose I have. So what's on your mind?"
"Give me a reason not to marry David."
"I can't. He's a good guy; and yes I do mean that. You'll be happy with him,of that I am sure. Are you serious to tell me you came all this way to get my blessing for your marriage!? That was worth the possibility of catching your death?" She steps her foot down hard, pain twinkling up the shin as she lets out a scream.
"No! Why can't people ever be honest? I mean what's so difficult about that?"
"Christy how long were you out there?" he asks while giving her the once over in his doctor eyes. Her already speeding heart, accelerates more as she steps closer to him, cutting the distances to mere inches, when she notices him starting to step back, she takes a hold of his shirt pulling him into her and before she can think she kisses him fully on the lips.
With a gentle, yet strong hand he places it on her shoulder pushing her back. A question of confusion still in his eyes.
"There. I knew if I never did that I'd regret it for the rest of my life."
"Oh geez." He mutters the touch and sensation of her lips on him.
"Now I'll ask you again Neil, can you give me any reason not to marry David?"
Fandom: Christy
Word count: 606
The falling rain, blinds her as she ran through the cover of darkness, tripping and stumbling over roots and broken twigs. She had been told countless times that the cove was a dangerous place, especially at night. She had witness some of the cruelties of life already, and knowing she was an easy target on a night like this. The thought of waiting until light of day had crossed her mind, but it quickly was thought against. She had to know. Unable to hold it for a moment longer.
Quiet not to wake anyone in the house, cautious of the third step that creaked when hit in the right spot, putting on a coat, buttoning each clasp, she retreated on her journey. The thought of taking either Prince or Theo occurred a third of the way there. The adrenaline was pumping too strongly not to be unleashed by the soles of her feet.
Stopping to catch her breath at the sight of the cabin, no lights shining from the windows. She hadn't recalled any instances of where his services would be needed. She had little to no fear that he won't be home. She climbs the steps to his door, worn and chipped from the years and generations. Firmly she begins to rap with a furry.
"Hold on I'm coming!" A voice yells out, with that she seizes the pounding, listening to his steps descending on the stairs. With an equal amount of furry he yanks the door open, cocks his eyebrow in confusion and stares at the soaking wet guest.
"Christy! What in the world are you doing!? Have you lost your mind girl? Get inside!" He grabs her wrist yanking inside from the weather slamming the door behind her.
"I had to know. I mean I have to know."
"Couldn't this wait until the morning? Geez Christy!"
"No! Sorry but if I don't this now I never will. And aren't the one who has told me to stop being so afraid? Just live the life to my regards, and the hell with everyone else?" She takes note of the surprised look at her spit fire additude.
"I suppose I have. So what's on your mind?"
"Give me a reason not to marry David."
"I can't. He's a good guy; and yes I do mean that. You'll be happy with him,of that I am sure. Are you serious to tell me you came all this way to get my blessing for your marriage!? That was worth the possibility of catching your death?" She steps her foot down hard, pain twinkling up the shin as she lets out a scream.
"No! Why can't people ever be honest? I mean what's so difficult about that?"
"Christy how long were you out there?" he asks while giving her the once over in his doctor eyes. Her already speeding heart, accelerates more as she steps closer to him, cutting the distances to mere inches, when she notices him starting to step back, she takes a hold of his shirt pulling him into her and before she can think she kisses him fully on the lips.
With a gentle, yet strong hand he places it on her shoulder pushing her back. A question of confusion still in his eyes.
"There. I knew if I never did that I'd regret it for the rest of my life."
"Oh geez." He mutters the touch and sensation of her lips on him.
"Now I'll ask you again Neil, can you give me any reason not to marry David?"