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Damara took a deep breath as the doctor walked to her, preparing for the worst. “Miss Davids?”~0~
She nodded, “Yes? What’s going on? Is she okay?”~1~ The doctor placed a hand on her shoulder, “I’m sorry, I can only reveal the details to immediate fam-”~2~ Damara glared at the doctor, “I AM her family sir. I’m her wife, now I suggest you tell me how she bloody is before I have you removed from my wife’s care.” She was lying of course. They weren’t truly married. However much she wished Blaze would propose. She closed her eyes to get a hold on her anger. It was unbecoming and she wasn’t used to feeling so ragged. She could feel her emotions starting to choke her. I can’t lose her. We haven’t even started to make memories.~3~ The doctor nodded slowly, “Of course, please forgive me.” Damara opened her eyes to see him gritting his teeth biting back a cutting retort. “Miss Connelly is doing just fine, she should be able to go home in a day or two. She’s lucky to come out from that crash in such good condition. I’ve seen ten times worse from wrecks like hers. You can go see her if you wish.”~4~ Damara smiled and hugged the doctor, “Thank you!” Not even noticing the confusion upon his face she raced away to Blaze’s room. She stopped short of the door. 316. Taking a deep breath to center her self, she turned the knob. She closed it softly behind her.~5~ Blaze turned her head, giving Damara a crooked smile, “Hey.”~6~ Damara glared, “Hey? Hey! Are you a bloody idiot? You scare the wits out of me and all you say is bloody 'Hey'?” It was then that Damara saw all the tubes running to her poor Blaze’s veins and the cast upon her leg and arm. She broke and ran the rest of the way to the bed, tears streaming down her face. She kissed Blaze with all her heart. Their lips met with a passion they never knew existed.~7~ Blaze ended the kiss, wiping Damara’s tears away as she hiccuped. Blaze forced herself not to giggle at how cute Damara always was, her little Damara. She loved the girl with all her heart. She had seen things in that crash and knew she never wanted to leave her. “I’m so sorry Kitten. I never want to make you cry. I’m just fine. See?” Blaze flexed an arm in show of strength, hiding how much it really hurt. “I didn’t see that truck, it just happened so fast. I’m just glad it hit the passenger side. It’s okay though Damara, we’re together. You’re here with me. That’s all I ask, love. Please, don’t cry. I’m okay, Hun.” Blaze smiled and wiped away more of her tears.~8~ “You’re an idiot, Blaze. I love you, but you’re an idiot. I worry about you. I don’t want to have to spend a day without you. I could have lost you!” Damara turned away and covered her face with her hands. “I’m sorry, I’m an idiot.”~9~ “No, you’re not kitten. That’s how I feel too. I never want to lose you either.” Blaze pulled Damara down to lie beside her. “I love you Damara.” She softly claimed her lips. ~10~ “I love you too Blaze.”~11~ Blaze smiled then took Damara’s lips with more fervor. Damara’s hand raised to fondle the choppy hair at the back of Blaze’s head. Blaze’s hands slid up and down Damara’s side, each time going a little bit lower finally ending cupping Damara’s plush bottom. Damara squealed, blushing and pulling away.~12~ “Blaze, we’re in a hospital room!”~13~ “I know,” Blaze nibbled on Damara’s ear and soothed the nip with her tongue, “The doctor could walk in any minute, kitten. We better be quiet.” One of Blaze’s hands rose to play with Damara’s chest through her shirt while the other pulled her closer. Damara bit back a moan and in the process lightly bit Blaze’s shoulder. Blaze moaned in approval.~14~ “You’re an idiot – oh – Blaze.”~15~ Blaze laughed, “I love you too- mmm- kitten. Marry me?”~16~ Damara was struck silent and just stared at her. “What?”~17~ “Marry me Damara? I mean, I don’t have a ring right now and we’ll have to find some place to that will do it but –”~18~ Damara kissed Blaze with vigor to shut her up. “Idiot. Yes. Gods, yes.”
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