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The Sun Rises & Sets With You
DIR By: Wolfy
Date: May 16, 2012, 5:16 pm
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I'd first like to apologise for the poor photoshop edit of my
stories couple, but it's the best I could do with the limited
brushes I had :D
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Another holiday in tiresome and repetitive Llandudno.
Another week spent retracing my steps over all too familiar
walks in town.
Another daily digest of what old folk get up to during guided
tours of each crevice they find.
With a bright smile to hide my growing annoyance of being stuck
in this place for another week, I left the hotel in search of
something interesting; anything at all. It was awfully rare for
anything spectacular to happen during our holidays, but it was
worth a look around. If only for minor new developments, that
alone would be enough to spark a little enjoyment for me. The
thought of being the only one here who could actually walk the
full distance of the Pier without taking a break shattered most
of the hopes I had, but I wouldn’t allow it to completely ruin
my chances of having a little excitement. It was after all a
fine summers month.
Just before crossing the road to walk along the pebbled beach, I
checked over my choice of clothing to be sure it was appropriate
for such weather. It was of course. Not once had I been so
prepared before; perhaps I was expecting something extraordinary
to happen this year, though at the same time I doubted very much
that it would. My transparent azure kaftan seemed to cling to my
body, outlining all my curves perfectly. It made me a little
uneasy when eyes focused on my attire rather than my face, but I
shook it off and continued on my way. After crossing the road
and reaching the pebbles on the other side, as well as receiving
curious glances from old and young men alike, I hurried on down
to the water and walked slowly through it along the busy beach.
I did not raise my head often as I neared the ramp going up the
Pier. My thoughts had drifted with every ripple of water that
twirled around my ankles as I went. Just for a brief moment and
out of interest at a sudden voice calling someone not far from
where I was walking, I raised my head in search of the familiar
sound. It had sounded an awful lot like someone I knew, but
after scanning the beach as best I could, I gave up and sped up
till I was walking up the ramp away from everyone.
On my way up the ramp, the voice called out again and I tried to
place its owner. I gave up all too soon again and rushed up the
rest of the ramp till I reached the doughnut stall. The only
change I had on me was a five pound note after forgetting to
bring my bag out with me. I ordered three with lots and lots of
sugar and a raspberry slushy. One of the few things about this
place that was actually worth my time was the Pier and
everything on it. Perhaps a few stalls and shops were no longer
suitable for my age, but it was nice to browse through
sometimes. The arcades had also grown on me after so many
attempts of winning prizes from teddy grabbers. I had not always
been so successful unfortunately, but it was always worth a try.
As I wandered through the arcade in search of something that
would hold my interest for at least an hour or two, the sound of
a classic song from years ago blasted through the surrounding
speakers. Normally, I would be far too embarrassed to jive and
wiggle in public, but I couldn’t control my body.
I swayed my hips and twirled my arms beside me as I walked
through the busy arcades and skipped on outside for more dancing
space. Instead of making a show of myself in front of the
elderly and poisoning their vision with my exotic moves, I
headed back down the ramp and turned right toward the scattered
rocks and small cave not far ahead. Whilst I had been dancing to
my hearts content, I hadn’t noticed a pair of eyes glued to my
figure as I made my way off the pier and across the rocks as the
water floated nearer and nearer with each wave. Happy Valley
Road was now directly ahead of me, above the cave in which I
wished to venture into. Unfortunately, I was paying very little
attention to the sea and hurried along the rocks and sand until
I reached the caves entrance. It smelt damp and there was a
strong scent of seaweed around me the further I went.
Not too long after having a nose around the place and growing
sick with the smell, I made my way back toward the entrance and
my heart sank with the small rocks that were now sinking below
the sea that cornered me. I was trapped, with no means of escape
unless I wished to get soaked. I glanced down at my choice of
clothing again and figured it would not be ideal to get myself
wet and end up with a cold on my first day here. I thought long
and hard about how I could possibly get by the water without
drenching my clothes, but it seemed useless. The only thing left
to do was swim and it was the last task in the world I wanted to
take on.
I slipped off my kaftan, exposing my blue bandeau bra and
matching ladies boxers. I dreaded the view everyone would get
after I had emerged from the ripples of water, but I had no
other option at the moment. My life was certainly more important
than the questioning looks I would receive in a few minutes.
After climbing over two or three rocks, I found that I was able
to just about reach the sand with my toes and so I made my way
along, getting closer to the ladder with each push.
It was difficult to push myself through the water as it crashed
up against the wall and back into me, knocking me a few inches
back in the process, but I managed. I reached my hand up and
clung tightly to a step on the ladder and pulled my weight up on
it. As I turned my attention back to the sea to be sure my
kaftan had not fallen from my head as I swam, a cough almost
sent me flying backwards. My hands gripped the ladder with the
intention of never letting go ever again until I was brave
enough to raise my head at the intruder. Something I should have
waited to do unfortunately. His hand lowered and a grin spread
across his face at the sight of me struggling to climb the
ladder without slipping repeatedly. I took it, not wanting to
seem like a spoiled brat and he hauled me up the rest of the
way. To me it felt as though I was weightless and flying through
the air given that my feet weren’t in contact with the steps on
my way up. When my eyes met his as he released my hand and stood
close beside me, I stared for what seemed like an eternity.
“I would say what a surprise seeing you here, but I was already
aware you came here once a year with your grandparents” he
spoke, clearly amused.
My mouth opened to respond, but no sound came out. I was in
complete shock to find him so far from home, though I refused to
mention it. Perhaps he fancied going abroad for a change, though
I had never known him to volunteer for such a long journey, or
even a summer holiday for that matter. Now that I thought about
it, it did seem incredibly unusual.
“So, what brought you here?” I asked, trying my best to not
stare at his beautiful face.
His eyes sparkled upon noticing I couldn’t keep myself from
staring at him. Even though we had been seeing each other for
almost four years, my stomach still would not behave whenever I
spoke to him. Our relationship was a very loving one; it had to
be with it lasting so long already, especially with the distance
between us. Inside, I was jumping for joy and wanting to shout
it all out from the top of my lungs how much I loved him and
wanted to go back home with him, but my voice wouldn’t cooperate
with me. I was still shy around him.
“Lets take a walk and I’ll tell you all about it, shall we?” he
suggested, offering his arm to me so we could stay close to one
another.
“Yes, lets” I said, smiling and linking my arm with his.
Over a period of two hours, he had told me all that had gone on
at home, all about his move and all about how much he had willed
himself to wait that little bit longer for me to arrive; but he
couldn’t do it. My heart was breaking as it sounded almost as
though he wanted to end our unity, but to my surprise, it was
far from what he wanted. As we approached the hotel at which I
was staying with my grandparents, I pulled lightly on his arm to
let him know we should stop. When he looked over at me, his
smile had my heart thumping. It was ever so addictive.
“Well, shall I see you tomorrow, Jesse?” I spoke barely above a
whisper as he seemed to get nearer as each moment passed.
“You shall see me this evening, Erin” he whispered back, his
lips hovering over mine.
“Alright..” I said, breathless.
I stared up into his eyes once again now that he was close
enough for me to see every detail within them. He grinned at the
faint blush that was growing on my cheeks and just as I went to
turn my head away, he lay his finger beneath my chin and held me
in place. My eyes were tightly shut out of embarrassment and he
chuckled. I wanted to make him pay for making me go bright red,
but the second I opened my eyes to confront him, his lips were
on mine. It was forceful, yet delicate and passionate all rolled
into one. My heart thumped against my chest again when he pulled
me close against his body; his arms wrapped tightly around my
waist. Upon instinct, being so unaware of what to actually do,
my fingers curled into the material of his shirt as he continued
to kiss the air out of my lungs. I began to feel my legs giving
way beneath me after a few minutes, but he only held me up after
giggling again at my misfortune.
The ends of my hair had dried and to my delight, so had my bra
and boxer shorts. I untangled my kaftan from around my hair and
pulled it onto my body, warming me instantly. Jesse pouted as I
did so and I couldn’t help but smirk. He grabbed my hand as I
walked by him and up the hotel path, diverting my attention back
to him. With such charming ways, he planted a gentle kiss on the
back of my hand and bid me goodbye until we met again when
evening came. I blushed again, reminding myself to get my own
back at some point for him having such an effect on me.
My head was spinning once I reached our hotel room. My
grandparents of course tossed all sorts of questions my way; all
of which I answered happily and truthfully. My grandads eyes
twinkled at my romance finally beginning to bloom, whereas my
nanna seemed somewhat doubtful. I assured her that it was
perfectly safe for me to be with him. I knew him like the back
of my hand and there was nothing out of the ordinary or
dangerous about him. After years of being together, though not
having met in that time, so much effort would not be put into
psychotic tendencies. It seemed that both our families feared
such things and more often than not warned us both against each
other, suggesting we should be weary. But, as with most things,
adults don’t know everything. Perhaps they were right from time
to time though. Some things should be walked into with wide eyes
and a cautious heart, but not this; never something like this.
It was definitely not anything to fear.
I spent the rest of the afternoon pacing back and forth in my
room, reading odd bits and pieces from magazines and singing
along to the melody stuck in my head. My mood had shot right out
of the water to drench itself in the warm sunshine. I stood on
the balcony for the last hour or so to watch the sun set beyond
the waves. It was a beautiful sight. To see one of natures
greatest accomplishments was always a wonderful feeling. It
warmed your soul with its pastel colours and romantic moments.
My eyes were drawn to a rustling somewhere beneath the balcony,
and before I knew what was going on, Jesse popped his head over
the lovely marble where my hands rested and grinned devilishly.
I couldn’t help but laugh out loud at the notion of him climbing
up to greet his Juliet for an evening of mind blowing
activities. Out of nowhere, his face dropped and he looked at me
blankly for a moment. Just as I reached my hand out to touch his
arm and ask what was wrong, I knew exactly what it was. He
seemed to have lost his footing as he stood there and down he
went, landing with a loud thud on the grass below. Panic took
over me and I squeaked, rushing out of my room, passed my
grandparents who were now calling after me and outside to tend
to my poorly bruised fiancé. I hoped he wasn’t too badly
injured.
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Re: The Sun Rises & Sets With You
DIR By: Maggie Flannery
Date: May 19, 2012, 12:44 pm
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I've been meaning to reply to this , I didn't want you to think
I didn't read it. I adore this my dear! You made me a little
teary and you've got the knack of helping me put myself in the
story which I love. Do keep up the fantastic work! :D
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Re: The Sun Rises & Sets With You
DIR By: Wolfy
Date: May 19, 2012, 11:38 pm
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Thank you for your kindness on this one. I actually am very
unsure about where it's headed, but I hope I don't continue to
lose ideas haha. I just watched Havana Nights with an absolute
tit of a Jonathan Jackson. I want to make a story out of it, but
turn him into a nice guy :D so I'll work on this one, the new
Jonathan one, and my Dani one today.
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Re: The Sun Rises & Sets With You
DIR By: Wolfy
Date: May 20, 2012, 10:21 pm
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As I reached his side and lay my hand over his forehead to wake
him from his daze, he grabbed my arms, rolled me over and
hovered over me as I stared up at him. Even though I could hear
my grandparents making their way outside to see what all the
fuss was about, I couldn’t move a muscle. His mouth lingered
dangerously close to my own, but just before we made that
connection, my nanna’s voice called out to me.
“Do not be late back madame! We shall be waiting and watching
the clock” she said, turning to knock at the door on her left.
My nanna and grandad went to have a good old gossip with the
guests below our hotel room. Jesse and I on the other hand had
other plans. He still lay over me, watching me with his bright
hazel eyes and wondering how I was going to escape him this
time. I was beginning to wonder myself; it didn’t seem as though
I had many options. I frowned and gripped his arms in an attempt
to shove him off of me. My violet playsuit wasn’t free from
attracting dirt or damp grass, so I hurried in getting up off
it. He seemed to question my choice of clothing seeing as the
temperature had dropped a little since this afternoon, but I
didn’t care. I grabbed his hand after pulling him off the ground
and sped along the pavement toward the Pier. Jesse laughed at my
antics, but followed after me nonetheless. It was nice having
company for once. It certainly made the Llandudno experience
bundles of fun, even if it was all similar to me. I knew that it
wasn’t familiar to him at all, so I’d find a lot of stuff for us
to do whilst we were here.
“Hey there, slow down!” he called, but I didn’t let go of his
hand or stop running.
I continued my quick pace, gripping his hand tighter in the
process. We were almost at the start of the Pier when he pulled
me backwards, causing me to go crashing into his chest. It
knocked the wind out of me and I growled in annoyance. Just when
I thought I could start shouting at him, his eyes softened and
his hand found its way along my side, resting on the small of my
back. His other hand lay itself gently on the side of my neck
and he leaned down closer to my face. I knew what was coming,
but I didn’t want to make a fool of myself all over again.
Perhaps he wouldn’t notice if I took off running and had him
kiss his own hand or something. I shook my head of its stupid
ideas and closed my eyes over slowly, noticing him smile and do
the same.
Butterflies went chaotic in my stomach and without needing any
longer to think, I reached my arms up and wrapped them around
his neck. At least this time if I was going to fall, I had
something to hold on to. The kiss lasted forever, or so I
thought. We broke apart after a squawking seagull flew by,
frightening the life out of us both.
I couldn’t help but laugh at his face, but I too had jumped out
of my skin. Jesse straightened himself out and failed to glare
at me. His hands remained where they were and every time I tried
to push away from him, he only held me tighter. It wasn’t such a
bad thing. Only, I was in need of an ice cream and spotted the
stall just a few metres away, about to close up for the evening.
Grabbing his hand and pulling him in the direction of the
delicious ice cream parlour, he looked bewildered. I turned my
attention back to him for a moment to see what was wrong and
ended up walking straight into a lamppost. I half expected him
to burst out laughing at another unfortunate moment of mine, but
he seemed far too concerned with making sure I wasn’t bruised or
bleeding. It was quite adorable; I honestly could have stood
there dazed from bumping my head all night, he was that cute.
His hands ran through my hair and flew smoothly across most of
my body in search of injuries, even though my head had been the
target. In the back of my mind I realised all he wanted was an
excuse to touch me, so I didn’t interrupt his exploration until
it went too far.
“Hey! None of that please” I half shouted, amazed that he would
do such a thing in public.
His wandering hands had found themselves a nice little home
under the shorts of my playsuit. He beamed, not caring that
other people were now starting to turn their attention toward
us. Eventually, after me constantly smacking his hands away, he
pulled them out from under the material and tried to hide a
grin.
“Are you wanting an ice cream too?” I asked, turning my back to
him as we approached the parlour behind a little old woman.
As I awaited his reply, the old woman almost stumbled backwards
whilst trying to dig around in her purse for money to pay for
her ice cream. Luckily Jesse and I were close behind her and we
both reached our arms out to support her until she was able to
stand once again. She thanked us for preventing her fall and
refused repeatedly to allow Jesse to pay for her ice cream after
he offered and dug around his pocket for change. He was unaware
of the twinkling stars in my eyes at such a gentlemanly gesture
and all but looked at me questioningly as the old woman hobbled
off with her double cone and raspberry sauce, complete with
sprinkles. I smiled happily when I noticed the sprinkles and
begged Jesse to let me have them, as well as sherbet toppings.
Jesse was highly amused by my behaviour, even though I was
beginning to act half my age. Not once did he complain however,
so I continued with my childlike notions. He soon joined in
after finding it far more fun than being a tame and mature young
adult. I made it quite clear to him as we passed the arcades
that even though I was hopeless with most carnival games, I
could knock him out of first place in a game of Bean Bag Toss.
He laughed heartily at my assumption and agreed to take me on in
a game or two. As we walked into the arcade arena after
finishing our ice creams, a bunch of children came running out
screaming and a costumed dinosaur followed close behind them. I
shrieked and jumped up on the nearest thing to me; that of
course being Jesse. He did not laugh out loud, but the humour
was clear in his eyes as he had caught me bridal style. I’d
mentioned my phobia of being around costumed people before and
he’d said he found it cute. I did not however. There was nothing
at all cute about it; it was frightening. I guess some people
are more cowardly than others, but really, a man dressed up in a
big animal costume was not my idea of something suitable for
little ones. Even if I was no longer a little one.
After the crowd of children and costumed man disappeared out of
view, I realised I was still clinging to Jesse for dear life.
When I tried to jump down, he seemed to not want to let me go at
all which was kind of sweet. If I was being honest, I didn’t
really want him to drop me either. I was more than comfortable
and felt like a princess being in his arms this way. I giggled
at his refusal and reminded him that he would have to let me go
sooner or later.
“No, I don’t believe I ever will be letting you go” he spoke,
looking deeply into my eyes to be sure I heard and understood
every word.
A scarlet blush spread across my cheeks once he had finished
speaking and I grinned. It was nice to know that after all these
years, he was still insistent on having me forever and for
always. I smiled warmly at him as he walked through the arcade
and stopped right in front of a teddy grabber. I squeaked with
joy and he put me down, watching me giggling to myself as I lay
my hands over the glass and stared in at all the fluffy toys.
Jesse’s hands were over mine in an instant; his chest pressed up
against my back and his lips lingering close to my ear. I would
have collapsed right there had he not spoken to burst that
bubble.
“Which one would you like?” he asked, planting a soft kiss just
below my left ear.
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Re: The Sun Rises & Sets With You
DIR By: Maggie Flannery
Date: May 21, 2012, 6:40 am
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aww! He's such a gentleman, perhaps a bit of a cheeky gentleman
at times but hey he's still a sweetie! Although I can't blame
Erin for being so frightened of costumed people, something about
them sets me on edge as well, haha. These two make such an
adorable couple, I do believe I feel like I know them. I do
wonder what they're going to be up to next! Keep up the
brilliant work my dear! I can promise you gold stars :)
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Re: The Sun Rises & Sets With You
DIR By: Wolfy
Date: May 21, 2012, 5:23 pm
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I'm so annoyed with this story already haha. I've barely gotten
anywhere with it but I'm not happy with my writing at all. I
seem to repeat the same word far too much, too soon. I'm trying
to avoid that though, but it's difficult. It doesn't allow the
story to flow very well :/ I just hope I can pack that in and
get on with it properly. Costumed people frighten the life out
of me, but there's one that doesn't seem to bother me in the
slightest. I don't know if you have heard of Rory The Tiger?
he's the mascot for Haven Holidays, and he doesn't scare me
haha. Thank you! I am glad to hear you're liking it and not
tearing it to shreds as I seem to be. I promise to work harder
and avoid all these mistakes I'm making :]
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Re: The Sun Rises & Sets With You
DIR By: Maggie Flannery
Date: May 21, 2012, 10:24 pm
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Oh dear :( I'm sorry to hear that this story is giving you so
much trouble. I've found that sometimes it's best to take a
break from what I'm working on and start a side project or just
recharge your creative batteries. I've not heard of Rory the
Tiger, I do however like the name :) Trust me, I'm not the type
of person to pick apart and critique your work, it's awesome as
it stands :) I'm the same way, I think sometimes we writers are
our own worst enemies when it comes to looking over our writing.
Relax! No matter what you come up with for this one I'm sure
it's going to be fab! (But I'll be sure to give extra gold stars
for your efforts :) )
I've been near tears with my Axl story, but it's all coming to
an end. I do have a small side project between my current Axl
story and the up and coming Ben story. Never fear!
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Re: The Sun Rises & Sets With You
DIR By: Wolfy
Date: May 22, 2012, 3:01 am
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I am taking your advice and will be working on another story for
a day or two to get further ideas pumping around my brain. I'm
lacking creativity lately and it has an awful lot to do with the
horrid job centre (which is probably a load of rubbish to some
haha) but it really gets to me and disrupts all of the writing I
want to get done. Thank you for your help by the way! :]
everything you've said there has given me a boost and hopefully
I will work harder at making this one and all others worth
reading. I often find that if I am not enjoying what I'm
writing, then others couldn't possibly enjoy it either, but it
seems a false statement now. Aww that doesn't sound very good at
all :( I can't wait to read the next bit you post so I can find
out what's happening!
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Re: The Sun Rises & Sets With You
DIR By: Maggie Flannery
Date: May 23, 2012, 6:15 am
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Oh I'm so sorry to hear that that damn job center is sapping
your creativity. :-( But you're most welcome! I'm glad I could
help you :) I get the same way, if I'm not enjoying myself then
my reader probably isn't either. I've managed to wipe away the
tears for my Axl story and have posted it. I can't believe it's
come to an end, haha. Perhaps there will be a sequel one day,
who knows. I did mosey over to where you posted the banners for
your up coming story and I must say I adore them! You've out
done yourself! I honestly can not wait to read!
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Re: The Sun Rises & Sets With You
DIR By: Wolfy
Date: May 23, 2012, 3:51 pm
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I'm trying to get myself away from them as quick as possible.
Not only is it taking its toll on my nerves, but its ruining my
chances of creating something decent to read haha. I read the
end of your Axl story and shall be posting a pretty lengthy
comment on it in a moment! I adored it :D and was crying myself.
Thank you kindly, I'm happy to hear you liked the banners :] I
hate that I can't seem to work without some imagery, but I
suppose it makes things even more fun that way.
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