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|The Day Lucy Broke Down (standard:romance, 12415 words)|
|Author: damnation||Added: Feb 08 2002||Views/Reads: 2111/1267||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|For someone whose life revolves around her cat, Jordie, and Lucy, Kelly was devastated when Lucy broke down. What she least expects is the entry of another leading woman into her life. Will Lucy finally be replaced? Or is the other woman bad news all roun|
The Day Lucy Broke Down by d a m n a t i o n 17.01.02 - 24.01.02 firstname.lastname@example.org Warnings and Disclaimers: This is an alternate fiction and involves relationships of the same sex; don't read if you don't like it. No violence, unless you count bad dancing, pushing and shoving violent. The two songs used in this story are not mine. They belong to Nickelback and P.O.D respectively. Great tracks. 1 It was a day like any other. The clock struck twelve somewhere in the townhall square but I was still sound asleep. The dark shades prevented any ray of light from entering, thus ensuring the dimness of the room. The soft whirling of the electronic fan was a soothing accompaniment to my slumber. It was all going very well, for right then, an absolutely gorgeous girl was about to plant a kiss on my lips. Her perfume flooded my senses as she neared, and even though I was lying prone on the bed in reality, my heart was beating a million miles a minute. Just as her lips were about to touch mine... "Here's a good afternoon to those who have just tuned in to our station! The weather is fantastic this summer day, and if you aren't already out on the beach, tanning that beea-oo-tiful body, WHAT are you waiting for? Now get those..." The voice of some cheery DJ shocked me into awareness and I reached out, annoyed -- not to mention highly frustratedly -- to hit... *crash* um... hit... *bang*... oops... hit... ahh... the snooze button on the clock radio. Balancing precariously on the edge of my water bed, I squeezed my eyes tighter, hoping that the brief interlude with lucidity would not bring me to full consciousness. But the more I wanted to fall back to sleep... Mm. Hate wind blowing in face.... the more I took in my surroundings. Mm. Hate wind blowing on arse. I rolled onto my back and burrowed my face under the pillow. Mm. Hate the damn wind. I shuffled around more, trying to build a wall of pillows around my body, but by the time that was done... "Bugger," I muttered under my breath and opened my eyes to yet another glorious day. I lay on the bed, motionless and somewhat disappointed that I was awake. I should very well be, I thought to myself. At least in dreamland, you have someone who wants to kiss you. I sighed, feeling as pathetic as I sounded to myself. Rolling myself to the edge of the bed again, I felt around for my glasses. Armed with the equipment that I needed to get around the house, I finally stood up and stretched noisily, feeling as if I had already ran a long distance race just by getting to that very position. The journey to the bathroom was halted briefly when the sole of my foot connected squarely with something furry. A piercing shriek was heard before something ginger-colored flashed before me and disappeared. "Sorry!" I called after my annoyed tomcat, saying it out of routine rather than guilt. "But it's your fault for lying around on the stairs, Jordie!" Unrepentant. That was how I was, as was my cat. Day after day saw him lying in wait for me on the stairs. Sometimes I wondered if he wanted to trip me intentionally. Rubbing my face, I winced. Padding quickly to the bathroom, I peered into the mirror. Gray eyes peered back at me before they shifted their focus on an angry, red blob. "Great start to a great day," I grumbled. "I hope I don't get my period as well. That would just top the charts, wouldn't it?" I pulled down my shorts and groaned. *** I bravely went on with my day. What other choice did I have -- kill myself because I got my period? Jordie was nowhere in sight, probably chasing some unfortunate dog somewhere. Yeah, my cat had attitude and Click here to read the rest of this story (1337 more lines)
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