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I am not mad at you, I said as tears began to quickly make their way down my cheeks.
I was so angry at myself for crying, but I could not hold them in.
My heart was broken and I could not fight my body’s need to let go of some of the pain.
I am mad at.
I could not even tell him why I was mad.
He would try to make me feel better and I knew that no matter what he did, I would not feel better.
In the end of it all, he was going to get married tomorrow and I was going to go back home to.
Just another day in the life of me, I suppose.
Mad at what, he asked me, genuinely curious as to what I was mad at.
Come on Abby, what are you mad at.
I am mad at me okay, I said in a harsh tone, pulling away from him.
I could feel the hurt expression on his face, even though I could not see it.
Are you happy now? Why would that make me happy, knowing that you are mad at yourself, he asked confused.
Why are you so mad at yourself.
You did nothing wrong.
Well not that I know of.
I tired to ignore him.
I did not want to tell him how I felt. Kansler2000 chat free.
I did not even want to be here, but I knew that if I had stayed home, one day I would have regretted not coming.
Please, he begged, pulling me into him once more and kissing me on the forehead.
This only caused me to cry harder.
I am mad at myself because, I paused, I did not want to do this, but I knew that it had to come out now, rather then later.
Because I am so in love with you Henry, that I am so angry that you are getting married.
I am angry that I would rather you be alone, then with some girl who is not me.
I am angry because I am selfish and want you all to myself even though I can not have you.
Henry did not answer me.
I was unsure if I should keep talking or if I should just leave it at that.
Had I said to much? Had I lost my brother forever? Was he now angry at me, for having these feelings bottled up inside of me? The silence that followed was so powerful that I felt like I was going to be sick.
I suddenly felt myself being pulled from the position that I was in, until I was sitting on Henry’s lap, looking down into his eyes.
My heart melted and I knew that I would not be able to resist him.
Pulling me toward him, our lips met and things were as they were meant to be for that moment.
I was meant to be in his arms, our tongues holding on to one another.
Our hands explored and travelled along the clothed body’s Read Full Post…