the way she felt about him. Rick was becoming an important part of her life, and Allison was scared that she might lose herself.
Monica and what she was doing had damaged Allison in a way she never imagined possible. Her behavior and sick reasons were making her uneasy and afraid to let her heart feel something. Allison knew that her connection to Rick was real and unique, but nevertheless, she doubted their future together.
Allison laid a hand against Rick’s cheek, thumb rubbing contemplatively across the mole next to his nose. Rick’s eyes slid closed involuntarily. He had not realized how worried he had been that Allison wouldn’t be able to sleep after all that happened.
Allison’s lips against his were a complete surprise. Rick jerked back, his eyes flying open.
“Allison...?”
She did not answer and chased him, pushed him down into the blankets, and followed quickly after, layering herself on top of him, a leg between his thighs, and hands wrapped around his biceps. She kissed Rick again, pressed at his lips with her tongue, and he almost gave in. Almost. He twisted his head to the side, and pulled free.
“We have a lot to talk about...” Rick said, panting loudly in the silent room.
Rick intended to tell Allison how he felt about her, and ask her to live with him. He knew that there were too many things to sort out, but now that Monica seemed to be almost in the hands of the police, he needed to think about the future.
Rick still did not know when for him future started to mean Allison . During the last few weeks, she had become for him an indispensable part of himself, someone he wanted close forever. He never talked about it, however, because Rick was still a little afraid of how Allison would react. He could see that she had feelings for him, but Rick was not sure if those feelings were strong enough to overcome everything.
He was also a little afraid. Monica and what she put him through would always remind him of the danger of coming too close to someone, to let her see your soul. Deep inside, Rick knew that Allison was different, and that there was no danger of her every behaving like Monica, but some primal part of him was still cautious and afraid to give her everything.
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Chapter 19
“Love is like war, you either win or lose everything...” Monica’s Diary .
The morning had another surprise for them, it had snowed overnight, and the hills were covered in thick powdery snow. Rick wanted them to continue their vacation as if nothing had happened, and Allison thought that it would be hard to pretend for too long.
After a few ski runs, they approached for the third time the chairlift, talking animatedly about the beauty of the day, and their plans for tomorrow. Neither of them saw Monica approaching from behind, and getting on the chairlift just behind them. They were up in the air when she spoke, pointing a gun at them.
“Rick, this is your last chance to choose me over her.”
Rick and Allison turned around, and stared right into the gun. Monica looked completely out of it. She was trembling and all flushed up, holding the gun with her right hand and supporting herself with the left one. Now Rick could see what the detective meant last night – Monica was not all there.
“I would do everything for you. I love you like no one else would ever love you...” she continued rambling.
“Monica,” Rick interrupted her. “Listen to me. What you are doing is not right. Please, let go of the gun and let us help you.”
“If you do not leave her, I will kill her. If I am not going to have you, no one is going to.” The woman spat the words as if they were venom in her mouth.
They were at the top of the hill now, and Rick tugged Allison down from the chairlift. Monica followed them, uncaring for all the people around them who were witnessing what was happening.
Rick did not do anything for a
Monica and what she was doing had damaged Allison in a way she never imagined possible. Her behavior and sick reasons were making her uneasy and afraid to let her heart feel something. Allison knew that her connection to Rick was real and unique, but nevertheless, she doubted their future together.
Allison laid a hand against Rick’s cheek, thumb rubbing contemplatively across the mole next to his nose. Rick’s eyes slid closed involuntarily. He had not realized how worried he had been that Allison wouldn’t be able to sleep after all that happened.
Allison’s lips against his were a complete surprise. Rick jerked back, his eyes flying open.
“Allison...?”
She did not answer and chased him, pushed him down into the blankets, and followed quickly after, layering herself on top of him, a leg between his thighs, and hands wrapped around his biceps. She kissed Rick again, pressed at his lips with her tongue, and he almost gave in. Almost. He twisted his head to the side, and pulled free.
“We have a lot to talk about...” Rick said, panting loudly in the silent room.
Rick intended to tell Allison how he felt about her, and ask her to live with him. He knew that there were too many things to sort out, but now that Monica seemed to be almost in the hands of the police, he needed to think about the future.
Rick still did not know when for him future started to mean Allison . During the last few weeks, she had become for him an indispensable part of himself, someone he wanted close forever. He never talked about it, however, because Rick was still a little afraid of how Allison would react. He could see that she had feelings for him, but Rick was not sure if those feelings were strong enough to overcome everything.
He was also a little afraid. Monica and what she put him through would always remind him of the danger of coming too close to someone, to let her see your soul. Deep inside, Rick knew that Allison was different, and that there was no danger of her every behaving like Monica, but some primal part of him was still cautious and afraid to give her everything.
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Chapter 19
“Love is like war, you either win or lose everything...” Monica’s Diary .
The morning had another surprise for them, it had snowed overnight, and the hills were covered in thick powdery snow. Rick wanted them to continue their vacation as if nothing had happened, and Allison thought that it would be hard to pretend for too long.
After a few ski runs, they approached for the third time the chairlift, talking animatedly about the beauty of the day, and their plans for tomorrow. Neither of them saw Monica approaching from behind, and getting on the chairlift just behind them. They were up in the air when she spoke, pointing a gun at them.
“Rick, this is your last chance to choose me over her.”
Rick and Allison turned around, and stared right into the gun. Monica looked completely out of it. She was trembling and all flushed up, holding the gun with her right hand and supporting herself with the left one. Now Rick could see what the detective meant last night – Monica was not all there.
“I would do everything for you. I love you like no one else would ever love you...” she continued rambling.
“Monica,” Rick interrupted her. “Listen to me. What you are doing is not right. Please, let go of the gun and let us help you.”
“If you do not leave her, I will kill her. If I am not going to have you, no one is going to.” The woman spat the words as if they were venom in her mouth.
They were at the top of the hill now, and Rick tugged Allison down from the chairlift. Monica followed them, uncaring for all the people around them who were witnessing what was happening.
Rick did not do anything for a
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