<center>I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am? Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?</center> -- .: Justin Mallenock's Condo :.

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Date Posted: 10.16
Author: Gianna
Subject: I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?

(She had spent the early morning sleeping in, a luxery she felt blessed to be able to take. It wasn't often now that the baby wasn't awake and moving around, as if it somehow knew it was behind schedule and had to make up for lost time.. so when the baby was sleeping - she was sleeping. She's spent some time on the phone with Skeeter later in the afternoon, and found out from him that he had a meeting to attend down at the new headquarters building, so she had decided to go out and do a little grocery shopping and cook dinner for him. She had actually enjoyed picking out what they would eat that evening, though she rarely enjoyed the more domestic aspects of shopping.. picking out clothes and jewelry were fun.. but picking out cabbage and celery.. well, that was a different subject altogether. Glad that he had given her the codes for the intense security employed at his apartment, she let herself in and hummed as she went into the kitchen and laid out the food. She boiled water and started preparing her family's special homemade lasagna. By the time she had slid the glass baking dish into the oven she was in a pretty good mood, so she set about tidying his apartment. She found that cleaning up his things and doing his laundry didn't really bother her because she felt like it was the least she could do for everything he had done for her.. despite what she had done to push him away. It felt good to be doing something for him for once.. and she hoped he wouldn't take it the wrong way and think she was snooping or vying for attention.. or something. It was altogether domestic, doing housework for him, cooking dinner and waiting for him to come home from work.. but it didn't feel wrong to her, even as she tossed his silk boxers into the sink and handwashed them, thinking offhandedly about the times she had peeled a particular pair off his body. Once they were hung up to dry, she returned to the kitchen and got a handful of dog treats for Bambi, checking on dinner before wandering over to lower her tired and oversized body onto the couch, smirking when Bambi sidled up to her and laid her massive black and white head in her lap.) Don't worry, baby, I thought of you too.. (She murmured as she broke up the dog treats, handing them out to Bambi and then curling up to rest a little, pulling the afghan over her. It would be nearly an hour before the oven went off.. a little nap wouldn't hurt.)

�Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away
And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today
�Cause I love you, whether it�s wrong or right
And though I can�t be with you tonight
You know my heart is by your side

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Replies:

inside -- Justin, 10.16
- Inside -- Gianna, 10.16
  - inside -- Justin, 10.16
    - Inside -- Gia, 10.16
      - inside -- Justin, 10.16
        inside -- gia, 10.16
        inside -- Skeeter, 10.17
        Inside -- Gia, 10.17
        inside -- Skeeter, 10.17
        Inside -- Gianna, 10.17
        inside -- Skeeter, 10.17
        Inside -- Gia, 10.17

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