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So heres a Misty & Falcon orginal. (all my Misty & and Falcon stories are orginal lol)
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~Misty~
I sat in the living room of my friend’s house hugging my knees to my chest, my head down nearly in tears. As all my friends were between downstairs and outside hanging out and laughing.
Having a good time.
Like I should be doing.
But she makes it so hard. And this was supposed to be a fun evening, for all of us. But with people coming up and saying “wow your older than her?” when yes I am almost 3 years older. It just hurt that people keep thinking I’m some immature little bitch. When she’s the one who’s backstabbing and doesn’t act her age at all.
I was absorbed in my thoughts, I didn’t hear Falcon come up and sit next to me until, and I felt a hand on my shoulder. Looking up I saw Falcon dark blue eyes in the dim light.
“Hey” he said softly, “you ok?”
I turned my head away managing to get out “I’m alright”
But he gently grabbed my chin and turned my head to look at him.
Not able to take my eyes off his, he said “look me in the eyes and tell me your fine”.
That did it.
I broke down then letting out everything id kept bottled up. I don’t even know when pulled me into his lap hugging me and rubbing my back as I cried into his chest.
“Hey Shh It’s alright Misty, what’s wrong?” Falcon asked pulling me away slightly to see my face.
I looked at him tears still streaming down my face. Then I heard footsteps and her annoying voice screech.
“What are you doing to Falcon you pathetic whore! You and your stupid scars you haven’t cut deep enough yet have you?”
I jumped up and ran from the room not even stopping when I heard Falcon scream at her. “Do you even hear yourself when you speak? Words hurt you know! She’s not a whore! You are! Now leave me alone. How many times do I have to tell you that!?? And you better leave Misty alone from now on.”
I barely even paused when I ran across the street headed for the small river through the woods across the streets. Running over to the little foot bridge I down on it leaning against the small post.
I gulped a couple times trying to control my emotions and my breathing.
I closed my eyes ignoring the chill of the air. I pulled my hoodie sleeves down a bit-but before I could fix them all the way a hand wrapped around my wrist gently.
I opened my eyes to see Falcon kneeling in front of me.
“Misty…” he said softly and I could see tears in his eyes. He looked down at the wrist he held in his hand and pushed my sleeve back further revealing the cuts up and down my forearm to my wrist.
I looked away from him fresh tears spilling from my eyes, down my already tear stained face.
“Misty…why…” Falcon spoke so quietly I almost couldn’t hear him.
Then took his free hand and gently turned me to face him.
Looking me straight in the eyes he said
“Misty…please stop, it’s not worth it. Why haven’t you just told everyone that you weren’t ok? We were all here for you-since when does some immature little brat stop you? We’re all here for you. Whenever you need us. I’m here. I’ll always be here Misty.”
Falcon said gently kissing my arm over the faded and new scars then looking up at me again he leaned in and pressed his lips softly to my own.
My eyes fluttered shut as I kissed him back feeling his arms pulling me into him-wrapped securely around my waist. I for once in months-years almost, I felt safe, I felt loved.
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