I was writing a story for all of you fans here on my page that I want to finish. I REALLY, REALLY want to finish it. Not just for you guys (cause I know you're dying to know how it ends) but for me as well (because even I don't know who Michael choices, Eve or Sarah). So starting this evening I will be posting what has been been written so far just to catch you back up (and so you new fans can read it as well ). Feel free to comment on any of the pieces of the story and let me know what you think so far
Without further ado, Parts 1 & 2 of "Your Ex has Problems Letting Go":
Sarah could remember that night like it had just happened. It had been warm, unseasonably so. They had become so much closer over the few months they were holding each other up after the accident, and Sarah had hoped they had finally stepped over the friend’s line. It appeared that Sarah was the only one who saw it that way.
Michael still missed Eve, always would, and he knew Sarah wanted to be much more than friends but he just wasn't ready to take that step. Not yet. Not with any woman, even Sarah. Yes, losing Eve made him realize just how short life was, but it had only been a year since the accident and he just wasn't ready to move forward.
She stood in the shadows, watching Michael and Sarah and how they interacted. She had thought they would have moved on by now, but it seemed that Michael was a bit more stubborn than she originally thought. She had thought the two of them were already involved, but it seemed she was wrong on that as well. She watched them enter the restaurant from across the street. She shook her head and melted further into the shadows shortly after their backs had disappeared.
Michael still missed Eve, always would, and he knew Sarah wanted to be much more than friends but he just wasn't ready to take that step. Not yet. Not with any woman, even Sarah. Yes, losing Eve made him realize just how short life was, but it had only been a year since the accident and he just wasn't ready to move forward.
She stood in the shadows, watching Michael and Sarah and how they interacted. She had thought they would have moved on by now, but it seemed that Michael was a bit more stubborn than she originally thought. She had thought the two of them were already involved, but it seemed she was wrong on that as well. She watched them enter the restaurant from across the street. She shook her head and melted further into the shadows shortly after their backs had disappeared.
As Sarah was getting settled into the booth inside the restaurant, she decided that she would just lay all of her cards down on the table. It was time to let Michael know how she was feeling and how long she had been bottling it up. Eve was her best friend, so when she told Sarah that she was falling for Michael; Sarah had moved herself to the sidelines so that her friend could be happy. And Michael and Eve WERE happy together, don't doubt that. It was only after the accident that Sarah decided it might be time to make a move. But she wanted to give Michael time to grieve. Wasn't a year enough time to grieve?
Michael slid into the booth next to Sarah but kept some distance between them. He had a feeling that she was going to force him to come to a decision. He knew she thought he should move on from Eve but felt that he would never stop grieving. He slid a little closer to the edge of the booth, trying to put a little more space between them as the waiter arrived to tell them the specials. He watched Sarah as he listened with half an ear, over the top of his menu. She wasn't hard on the eyes and he supposed that he could do worse when he decided to move on. He wondered for half a second if she would wait for him to be completely ready or if she was going to give him some kind of ultimatum tonight.
Michael slid into the booth next to Sarah but kept some distance between them. He had a feeling that she was going to force him to come to a decision. He knew she thought he should move on from Eve but felt that he would never stop grieving. He slid a little closer to the edge of the booth, trying to put a little more space between them as the waiter arrived to tell them the specials. He watched Sarah as he listened with half an ear, over the top of his menu. She wasn't hard on the eyes and he supposed that he could do worse when he decided to move on. He wondered for half a second if she would wait for him to be completely ready or if she was going to give him some kind of ultimatum tonight.
© DJ Shaw
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