Loved you for a thousand years

[SACHEN EMMANUEL SABER-DAVIS]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r71/maggiesrpstuff/BACKGROUNDS/30261d_dark-floral.gif); width: 457px; padding-top: 30; padding-bottom: 30; -moz-border-radius: 0 0 50 50; -webkit-border-radius: 0 0 50 50;] starting in my heart, words, outfit, whatever you want Let's don't say goodbye I hate the way it sounds So, if you don't mind Let's just say for now See you when I see you Another place, some other time If I ever get down your way Or you're ever up around mine We'll laugh about the old days And catch up on the new Yeah, I'll see you when I see you And I hope its some day soon. - Jason Aldean, See you when I See You ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Another riot. Really, what did the Silveria’s think they could achieve by these damn things, I asked myself with a shake of my head. The first riot was a bust; no one was killed, only injured. Thank God for that, though. But another riot broke out in the Newport streets, leaving us all vulnerable since there had been no warning for this one. No one came running up to the house to tell us they were preparing for war until it was too late and all hell had broke loose on the streets. Tulio had been the one to tell me what was going on, clearly panicked as he fumbled over his words. My heart sank when I realized Kadi must have been out there which is why Tulio was panicking. Then my own panic started to set in when I realized my husband and youngest daughter was out there. They had plans to get ice cream. ”Go find Kadi, Tulio, and get somewhere safe until we have backup,” I ordered, taking the leader role effortlessly. I realized when the towns had been divided, that I had a natural leadership which is why I took on Head of House. You’d think Don would do it since he was the oldest, but given his family, he wanted none of it. I grabbed my coat and started for the door, snatching the keys to my car on the way out. It wasn’t long until I was speeding down the road. I could see flashes of people throwing bombs into houses, debris lay everywhere, including the road. I managed to get to the outskirts of town before it became impossible for me to drive anymore. Really, why didn’t I bring the truck? Stupid, I scolded myself, jumping out of the car and sprinting into town. My heart hammered in my chest, but not from exertion. I was scared. I could hear gunshots in town. What if Shannon and Flo were in the midst of it? Were they hurt? I ran as if my life depended on it. Actually, it did. Shan and Flo were my life. Mercy, too. She was safe, with Javier. Shan and Flo were in the midst of this and the possibility that I had lost them had me running through town until the muscles in my legs were burning. But I didn’t stop. Rounding a corner, I spied them. Shan had Flo and was heading for a building, but they weren’t moving fast enough. An oncoming care caught my attention and dread filled me. No. NO! Bullets pelted the side of the building just as I had run up to them, pinning both between the wall and my large frame, shielding them from any bullets that could have hit any of them. Instead, they hit me. I felt the bullets enter through my back, biting back the cry that threatened to leave my lips. The pain was excruciating. When the car drove past them, I slumped against Shan, bracing my hands on either side of his body, against the wall behind them both. ”Are you alright?” I asked him, trying to keep the pain from my voice. I could feel the warmth seeping from my wounds. If we got to the hospital in time, they could perform surgery and remove the bullets. Yet, even as that thought crossed my mind, I coughed, the taste of copper taste of blood on my tongue. I wasn’t going to make it to the hospital. Shan’s eyes were wide, his strong hands moved around me as if supporting me. It amazed me how this slim man could keep a beast like me, on my feet. I know he had no problem with keeping me on my toes. ”Fine, we’re fine. Are you okay?” I didn’t have to answer. His hands had moved around me, his eyes widening further as it dawned on him. The first emotion that passed through his beautiful eyes had been panic, but then it was replaced with determination to get me to the hospital. He’ll be okay, just get him to the hospital, was his thought, I just knew it. ”Daddy? Are you okay?” a small voice ask from behind Shannon. He had managed to wedge our daughter behind him so she couldn’t get hit by the bullets. ”I’m fine baby, I’m fine. I want you to turn around, face the wall, okay?” I told her softly, not having to see her to know she did exactly what I had said. To Shan I shook my head, another cough leaving my lips. This time, I had a bit of crimson on my lips. The only reason I knew this was by Shan brushing his thumb across my lower lip. To anyone watching, it would have been a lover’s gesture. But as my husband, my love, my life, pulled his hand away I knew what it was. My limbs were growing weaker and I was finding it difficult to stand. It seemed like ages that I had been standing here, but no. It was only a few minutes. Shan seemed to know. He always seemed to know. Whenever I hurt, whenever I was down, whenever I couldn’t seemed to get the will to get up out of bed and face the day, he was there, knowing. I loved him for it. Shannon slipped his arm around my waist, helping me drape my own around his shoulders. ”We need to get you to the hospital.” ”The roads are blocked baby, we may not make it in time,” I tell him. I could hear Florence moved to Shan’s free side, clutching his hand for dear life. My heart ached for her. Shan’s next words were panicked, he knew it was true but persisted, ”We have to... We have to somehow, even if I have to carry you... We need to get you help..." I wanted to comfort him somehow, to take away this panic he was feeling. Tell him that everything would be okay even though I knew in the back of my mind that it may not be. No, that it wouldn’t be. Coughing blood from a bullet wound was never a good sign. It had to have hit a lung, which was probably filling with blood as we speak. Of course, I couldn’t feel any of this but my overthinking mind was, well, over thinking. ”You’re right, we will. Maybe an ambulance is just around the corner,” I offered him, forcing myself to sound hopeful. Actually, I didn’t have to force myself at all. I hoped there was, I hoped there was an ambulance that could rush me to the hospital and fix me. But even as I said this, I could feel the strength leaving my body. I coughed again, violently, tripping in the process and falling to my knees. Shan staggered under my weight, tripping as well but he didn’t go down. Somehow I had ended up leaning back against the side of a building, Shan begging me to get up, needing me to get up. But I couldn’t find the strength to do it. I lifted my hand to Shan’s cheek, brushing my thumb along the smooth skin softly. I had always marveled at how smooth his skin was in comparison to my own. My scruff, I chuckled at that. ”I’m glad I found you, Shannon. I can’t imagine how I lived without knowing you.” I sighed heavily, leaned my head back against the side of the building and closed my eyes for a moment. ”I waited a thousand years for you. I would have waited a thousand more. My soul would have sought you out until I achieved in finding you.” He shook his head, unwilling to hear the words for fear of what was going to follow. He didn’t want to lose me. I didn’t want to lose him. I didn’t want to leave them. ”Don’t… Don’t leave me Sachen, please… I need you, I love you…” I couldn’t say anything to that, I couldn’t promise him that I’d be there, that I wouldn’t leave him. I would always be with him but maybe not the way he wanted. ”I’ll be here Shan. Even if you can’t feel me. I’m holding your hand, kissing your lips, wrapping my arms around you when you call out to me. I’ll run my hand through your hair,” I pushed my hand through his hair as if to show him, ”I’ll hold you while you sleep. I’m there baby, I’m always there. I’ll never leave you.” I pulled him to me, pressing my lips against his. When I pulled back, I offered him a soft smile, ”I’m never leaving you for as long as you live.” He was crying, my heart broke. I needed to make him feel better, wanted to comfort him. But how was I supposed to make this better? I tugged him close to my side, looking down at him. I hoped he could see all of the love I felt for him, the way I worshiped the very ground he walked on and saw him as the one I’d give my life for. ”You won’t be close enough, I want to hold you, feel your arms around me…” ”I know…” My body started to tremble, I could feel my fingertips losing feeling. Each cough brought me closer and closer. The light started to dim and I was finding it difficult to breath. A weight was on my chest, pushing me down, yet someone, or something was taking my hand and pulling me up. I knew what was happening. I was being called. My soul was being summoned. I looked into Shan’s gaze, drowning in his eyes like I had done so many times before. I couldn’t find the strength to tell him I loved him, that he was my world and would always be my world. I wanted to tell him that I’d be here for him and wanted convince him that it was true. I tried clearing my throat, letting my fingers caress his cheek softly, brushing a tear aside with the pad of my thumb. ”I’ll see you when I see you, baby.” I promised. After I whispered those words I felt myself being tugged upward, I watched as Shan’s body covered mine, watched his as his shoulders shook with each sob. Faintly, I heard his cries, but even though I promised, I couldn’t seem to pull away from this force to comfort him. Wait! I promised! I somehow cried out, my lips unmoving. The force let up, releasing me for only a moment. I drifted down, my legs moving but I knew I didn’t have to move them to walk up to Shan. When I got to him, I did as promised and wrapped my arms around him. I pressed my lips against his ear even though he probably couldn’t feel it. I whispered, ”I’ll always here.” I turned my gaze upward and closed my eyes. A bright light exploded behind my lids and….. I jerked up in my bed, panting, sweat pouring down my face and chest. The covers were bunched around my waist, but I noticed that I was home. In mine and Shannon’s room. Immediately, with that knowledge, I sought him out. Not finding him, I began to panic and jumped up from the bed, moving through the massive house to find him. Of course, he was in the kitchen, leaning against the counter. I immediately walked up to my love, my life. God I love him so much. My hands moved to his waist, spinning him around until he was facing me. I didn’t give him time to react as my lips descended on his, kissing him urgently, needing to know he was real, I was alive, we were okay. He kissed me back eagerly, not asking what was wrong or what got into me. His hands skimmed down my bare chest, a appreciative growl sounded in my chest, letting my own hands moving over his body, down to his thighs. I gripped them firmly and lifted him onto the counter. I stepped between his legs, pushing myself as close as I could get. He seemed to understand, to know… He always knew… I needed him. I made sure to remind him of that over and over that night, letting him know that I’d worship him until the end of time, for all eternity. That I’d love him and not waste one minute arguing or fussing, or being angry at him for whatever reason. He could do no wrong. He would know he’s loved. So if my dream ever came true, he wouldn’t be able to doubt anything. hi hi

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