Save Me [A Norman Reedus fanfiction - Part 1 - COMPLETED]

Chapter Sixteen - No F*ck

I was laying on my stomach on my bed in Norman's house in Georgia. The heat was unbearable and in general, I hated the whole place. But I promised, I'll try.

'Reira!' I heard Norman's voice, right behind my back and I turned my face to him. He held two cans of Coke and he held one out to me. 'Drink it up, you need a lot of water in this humidity.' He said, taking a sip of his can.

'You know, it's rather a can of sugar.' I said, refusing to take the drink from him, turning away from him.

'Since when have you become this picky?' He asked back and I could feel the smirk in his tone. He stepped one to the left and placed the can down on the nightstand. 'You find some bottles of water in the fridge downstairs.' He said, then placed his can next to mine as well. It was weird. But then I could feel as his bodyweight was pushing my matress down, only a few inches away from my body.

'What are you doing?' I asked, feeling how awkward and unusual the situation was. I shot my look at Norman and saw as he was laying on his back, gazing the all white ceiling.

'You know...' He started, not turning his eyes off of the ceiling. 'I was thinking...'

'That's dangerous.' I sassed and he chuckled and didn't continue. 'What were you thinking about?'

It took a second until he gained enough courage to speak up, but when he did...

'I want you to stay.' He said, finally looking into my eyes.

'I am here.' I said, a bit confused.

'Not only until you have to. I want you to stay with me... uhm... and Mingus, forever.'

These words warmed me up more than any heat around me. But I couldn't wash away the opposite feelings: he shouldn't feel like this.

'I dont want to cause any more problems for you, Norman. It would be the best if I would just leave you and Mingus alone, right as you were before me.' I whispered, half of me hoping he wouldn't hear that. But as he looked at me, hurt and painful, I knew he understood every of my words.

'But I love you!' He cried out, desperately.

'What?!' I shot up into sitting position and he quickly followed me, turning to me fully.

'Ya heard me. I do.' He tried to convince me by taking my hand into his and it felt like I would collapse into a melting puddle. But yet again, the opposite feelings...

'Norman, I know you think you owe me and you should take responsibility for me but that's not the same as love.' I burried my face into my free hand but Norman quickly removed it, forcing me to look at me by turning my face towards his by my chin.

'Yes, I know that.' He said softly. 'That's why I didn't say I love you as my foster-daughter. I love you as you are, Reira Stone. Brave and beautiful.'

Before I could have disagreed or have said anything else, he wrapped his strong arm around my waist and pulled me so close to him that in the rush our foreheads crashed into each others, making us moan out. For him, it only took a second to get himself together than in a quick second, I felt his soft lips against mine, kissing them passionately, yet felt like his lips were only tiny butterflies. My head was full of questions.

Is it right?

What am I doing?

Why do I let him do this?

Why is he doing this?

But within a minute and by his touches, I turned my mind shut and let myself in to the sweet feeling and those bloody butterflies. As I was giving myself to my instincts, suddenly I found myself on top of his lap, straddling him and wrapping my arms around his neck, as he was wrapping his around my torso, pulling me as close as it was possible. Literally, only our clothes were in between us, not even air. I was lost in him completely, as I felt him slowly but determined pulling up my shirt on my chest, up on my bare breast then I only let go of his neck to let him pull my shirt over my head. Quickly, I did the same to him and there were we. Skin on skin, kissing passionately and...

'Reira!' Norman's voice startled me out of my deep sleep and unappropriate dream I had on the passanger seat, where I still was. Only, this time I couldn't feel the car to move under us. I shot up straight on the seat, adjusting my shirt like I was as naked as in my dream. 'Did you have a nice dream?' Norman asked, smirking and I went lobsterred.

If you would only knew...

'Uhm... I don't remember.' I muttered, trying to avoid the scenes what were sitll in my mind.

Skin on skin.

'Well, too bad... It sounded like you enjoyed yourself...' He smiled, pulling out of the key of the car, opening the door.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Wait! No!

No Fuck. No Fuck. No Fuck!

'Why are we stopping?' I asked him scared, didn't even bothering myself to look out of the window.

'Because, we're here, silly!' He said laughing, pointing out of the windshield in front of us and then, when I turned my head, I saw that he was right. We were in front of his house, in the middle of nowhere.

We have just arrived to the scene of my misery.

Georgia, here I am.

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