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Loving Annabelle, Alternate Ending Fan Fiction Contest
Story written on January 25, 2007 by annabelleandsimone4ever.
Chapter 8
A moment that will change my life forever
(Simone’s point of view)
I lay awake in the arms of the woman I love. The woman I love, that was an emotion I never thought I’d feel again after Amanda’s death. But Annabelle has shown me the light again. I’m not going to be the scared me who lives the heterosexual life with Michael, just to please everyone around me. I want to live my life with Annabelle, the thought of us coming out scares me to death but I know she’s worth it. I mean just looking at her makes me know inside this is the right choice to make. The feel of her gentle embrace around my body sends shivers up and down my spine. The smell of her sense brings a smile to my face and it’s within that moment when she opens her eyes and looks up at me that I know this is forever.
“Morning” she says so softly, a voice of an angel, my angel. I sweep my hand across her hair and place a soft kiss on her forehead.
“Morning angel” I quietly say back. A part of me still can’t believe this is happening, I mean she’s a student. But the thoughts of that were quickly swept away when Annabelle smiled. That one smile could make the whole world disappear and leave only us two in it. The moment was quickly taken away when I caught the time in the corner of my eye. Shit, I thought. The clock read 12.13, everyone is at lunch and Annabelle and me are the only ones missing. As much as I want to stay locked in the young girls embrace I know someone will notice and suspicions were sure to arise.
“Annabelle we have to hurry.” I quickly got out of bed and slipped on my clothes. Annabelle hadn’t moved an inch, she still lay there the sheets clinging to her perfectly shaped body. I swear she’s making this harder on purpose, she knows I can’t resist that look.
“Simone, come back to bed, no-one will notice.” She says opening the covers inviting me back in. No I have to resist, if Mother Emaculata notices me gone she’ll be up here in an instance to check on me.


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