Inspired by a song. I blew it . And if I knew what to do it, then I'd do it. But the point that I had, I'll get to it. That forever for her is over for me. Forever, just a word that she said that means never. To be with another, together. And, with the weight of a feather, it tore into me. Then I knew it. All the work that it took to get through it. On the wings of the feather Fell under my shoe, cut up into me. Well everybody's reaction is changing you. There love is only a fraction of what I can give to you... Forever I wonder we could stay together. It could change if we want, for the better. Just turn out the sun and lay down next to me. -(Forever For Her by The White Stripes) After Kid finds out about Wicks... She never wanted anyone to know. Not really. Somehow when the people around her didn't know, she felt safe. She never intended for anyone to find out. Never. Things stayed simple that way. She was a friend. She could joke and play and have fun and still be wrapped in the silk that she had spun for herself to hide from the rest of the world. Now everything was different. Kid knew. He promised not to tell but he was acting differently. That's how it was at first. Just Kid. There was some hope that if only he knew then there was still some semblance of protection, a way to hide in plain sight. Only now, one person could see her. Then the others found out. It couldn't be helped. She didn't know why she thought she could hide it forever. How can any one person wear a mask for eternity when the true face is so hard to conceal? It took so long for her to open up, even when they all knew the truth. Because one truth, spun into a web of half-secrets, did little to tell them everything that there was to know about who she was. Yet somehow Kid pierced her defenses, just a nick at first. The shared glances across the bunkhouse, the danger that they faced every time they set out, all of it did nothing but draw the two of them ever closer. They edged closer, opening the wound little by little until she could no longer hide it from him. But he loved her anyway. "Sometimes, I feel like I'm drowning," Lou confessed, as she propped up her head in her trembling hands. Kid sat next to her his arm around her shivering shoulders. "I ran. After everything that happened. I ran and tried to never look back but everything I did reminded me." "You had to run," Kid replied, his hand wound around her shoulder and he pulled her closer. "I was so lost, Kid." She leaned her head back onto his shoulder. "I still feel like I am." "Maybe I can help you find you." He smiled, turning his head into her cheek and kissing her softly. She turned her head into the kiss and her lips met his. It sounded like a good idea. They broke away, ragged breathing licking at the skin and scant air between them. She breathed his breath and he hers as they stared at each other, so very close. "I would like that." She finally smiled. She bridged the gap between them and kissed him. He pulled her to him and they fell back onto his bedroll. Maybe it was time to break out of her cocoon after all. She had never wanted to be a woman so bad. She had lost sight of herself. Now she had someone to guide her. ...Just turn out the sun and lay down next to me. Email Amara HOME