I Can't Fight This Feeling - Jeffrey Dean Morgan Fanfic 18+

Chapter 16 - Fear

Chapter 16 – Fear.

Emily Sanders...

What the fuck?

I should look away, I need to look away – yet I simply can't look anywhere but at this woman; she looks like me – but in 50 years' time. What the actual fuck? This is like a car crash; you know that you shouldn't stare but it's so fucked up that you can't help but stare.

Why is she dressed like me? Why has she copied my hairstyle? Why has she copied my make up style? What the fuck is going on here? I feel like I am being imitated but it does not feel good. If I knew why; I don't think that I would be feeling this wave of fear that was screaming all through my body.

My stomach is twisting in knots; I have alarms screaming in my mind – this isn't right. Lizzy, my boyfriend's ex-wife, had turned herself into a carbon copy of me – but why? Had Jeffrey told her how he felt? Was this her attempt to get him back? I had always thought that Lizzy was beautiful – so why has she felt the need to make herself a carbon copy of me?

I think that I am in shock! None of this is making any sense in my mind.

Tearing my eyes away from her; they briefly meet Paige's, whom is clearly trying not to laugh, so her hand is over her mouth, to stifle the laugh that she is clearly holding back. Finally, my eyes meet Jeffrey's and he appeared to be almost as confused as I feel right now. Charlie had moved to stand behind Jeffrey and even he seemed to be confused by what all of this was.

Had everyone lost the ability to speak all of a sudden?

I just feel extremely uncomfortable. To see me; imitated, is not something that I would ever feel ok about. For as shy as I can be; I always dress in a way that is just my own style, I take time to put outfits together that aren't what everyone wears – but this woman had gotten it right, even right down to the foot wear. I feel a shiver of fear wash through me again.

"Uhm, I think, uhm I am going to head off!" I said getting up from the table.

"You don't have too," Jeffrey jumped from his seat eagerly.

"No, I really should, I want to swing by the cemetery before it gets dark,"

"Emily, I was so very sad to hear that your dad had passed away," Lizzy offered, the weird part was that she didn't seem to see or understand the discomfort that she had just caused me.

"Uhm, yes okay, thank you,"

"I will walk you out!" Jeffrey moved to my side.

With his hand on the small of my back; he led me out of the kitchen and we quickly made our way outside, the door shut firmly behind us. Just with his minimal touch, I can feel myself finally starting to calm down somewhat.

"What-the-fuck-is-that?" I asked, looking up into his eyes – and I could see the concern in them, what was he concerned about?

"I think that I have fucked up; but we don't have the space or time to discuss it now; I will sneak away later to come see you?"

"Promise?"

"Hand on my heart,"

"I won't be able to settle until you tell me, cause right now I am really freaked out!"

"Don't be freaked out; I will not let this continue," reaching into me; he stole a quick but very intense kiss.

Opening my car door for me, and closing it behind me – he stood where he was until I swung out of his driveway. I didn't want to leave but with Lizzy there and looking so much like me; I just wouldn't have been able to keep my mouth shut – I mean seriously, what the fuck was she thinking?