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Loving Annabelle, Alternate Ending Fan Fiction Contest
Story written on January 29, 2007 by agramlich78.
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“Hey,” Annabelle said.
“What are you doing here, Annabelle?” Simone asked. Although it was not her intention, the question came out on a hard edge. Annabelle, however, ignored it and smiled.
“Today’s my birthday,” she stated.
“Your birthday was two months ago,” Simone replied.
“That didn’t count.”
“And why is that?” she asked.
Annabelle gazed at Simone as she responded. “Because I wasn’t with you.”
She watched Simone for any kind of reaction. All she got was a glance sideways to acknowledge that her words were heard loud and clear.
Thanks to a DA with an axe to grind – re-election years usually call for it – and the fact that Annabelle was the daughter of a high profile senator, three weeks turned into three months. Three months of ‘yes, charges are being filed,’ and ‘no, charges are not being filed,’ took a heavy toll. In the end, thanks to some heavy persuasion by the senator, charges were no longer being considered.
The hardest part, though, had been no communication. Senator Tillman advised Annabelle not to make contact with Simone until the situation was resolve. Now, three months later, the connections that had been made were hanging loose and in desperate need of being pulled taut once again.
That’s what Annabelle was here to do.
Out of the corner of her eye, Simone saw Annabelle lift herself up and lower herself down and inch closer. She watched as Annabelle repeated this motion inch by inch until she was sitting as close to Simone as she could without touching. Simone tried not to notice, but it was a futile attempt at best.
Suddenly, Simone felt something lightly graze her elbow and slowly move down her arm to her wrist. The action caused goose bumps to form on her arm and a warm sensation to start building deep inside her.
Finally giving into the urge, Simone looked down to see Annabelle’s hand brushing up and down her forearm in the lightest of caresses. She allowed her gaze to travel upwards until she could see Annabelle’s face. And for the first time since Annabelle sat down, Simone looked into her eyes and found what she needed: confirmation. Any doubts she’d had before about Annabelle’s sincerity in her love were eased immediately.
Both women looked at each other, really looked at each other. Annabelle’s hand continued her exploration, venturing below the wrist and caressing Simone’s palm tracing light circles across the area. Filled with such strong emotions, Simone broke the gaze to look down at their hands. She ceased Annabelle’s movements, grabbing her hand and threading their fingers together…feeling hopeful for the first time in three months.
Simone wiped an errant tear away before looking back at Annabelle, who was smiling. Simone couldn’t help but return the smile. She turned her face towards the sky, and sighed heavily, feeling relieved.
“So what do we do now?” Simone asked.
Annabelle nudged her elbow against Simone’s. “Well, we’ve already had sex…really good sex at that.”
Simone can’t help but smile.
“What do you say we try all the other stuff?” Annabelle asked, seriousness in her tone.
Simone squeezed Annabelle’s hand tighter as she replied.
“I think I’d like that.”
THE END?
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