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Title: "I'm Not Cheating"
Author: Icheb-lover
Challenge: Cheating Challenge
Rating: PG-13 (for language)
Characters/Pairings: Stella/Orsini, Stella/Ray, Barbara
Word count: 1 163
A/N: Sorry it's late, I've been really busy!
Summary: 'It isn't cheating,' Stella thinks, as Orsini kisses her, 'if you're divorced.'
“I’m not cheating,” Stella told herself, as Orsini - as Frank – kissed her hand. She was divorced, dating other people was perfectly acceptable. But she didn’t tell Barbara about the date, when she phoned, and, when Barbara told her some stories about baby Stanley, she felt just a little bit better, even though she’d heard them all a hundred times before.
“Not cheating, not cheating” her head sings, as Frank kisses her, and pulls her close; but her heart is crying, and she feels the phantom weight of a wedding ring on her ring finger.
She’s angry that he’s following her, Ray that is; she’s guilty and angry at herself for feeling guilty because there was no need for her to feel that way because she wasn’t cheating. Who does he think he is, following her around everywhere, looking like that damned dog they used to have? He used to be her hero, anger and verve and life – where does he get the nerve, looking like she drained the life right out of him?
And then its there, its back. He’s shouting, right there in the crowded street. It’s embarrassing, and not at all flattering... well, maybe a little... he’s still fighting for her, her hero is still there still fighting...
Looking at her, at Frank’s arm possessively around her waist; he’s looking at her like he’s caught her cheating. And Stella leans back into Frank’s arms, and raises her chin proudly; she may be many things, but she’s not a cheater.
Author: Icheb-lover
Challenge: Cheating Challenge
Rating: PG-13 (for language)
Characters/Pairings: Stella/Orsini, Stella/Ray, Barbara
Word count: 1 163
A/N: Sorry it's late, I've been really busy!
Summary: 'It isn't cheating,' Stella thinks, as Orsini kisses her, 'if you're divorced.'
“I’m not cheating,” Stella told herself, as Orsini - as Frank – kissed her hand. She was divorced, dating other people was perfectly acceptable. But she didn’t tell Barbara about the date, when she phoned, and, when Barbara told her some stories about baby Stanley, she felt just a little bit better, even though she’d heard them all a hundred times before.
“Not cheating, not cheating” her head sings, as Frank kisses her, and pulls her close; but her heart is crying, and she feels the phantom weight of a wedding ring on her ring finger.
She’s angry that he’s following her, Ray that is; she’s guilty and angry at herself for feeling guilty because there was no need for her to feel that way because she wasn’t cheating. Who does he think he is, following her around everywhere, looking like that damned dog they used to have? He used to be her hero, anger and verve and life – where does he get the nerve, looking like she drained the life right out of him?
And then its there, its back. He’s shouting, right there in the crowded street. It’s embarrassing, and not at all flattering... well, maybe a little... he’s still fighting for her, her hero is still there still fighting...
Looking at her, at Frank’s arm possessively around her waist; he’s looking at her like he’s caught her cheating. And Stella leans back into Frank’s arms, and raises her chin proudly; she may be many things, but she’s not a cheater.
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Date: 2006-08-12 10:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-08-12 10:45 pm (UTC)Nice idea, well excuted.
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Date: 2006-08-13 04:02 pm (UTC)"... the fanthom weight of a wedding ring ..." Yeah.
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Date: 2006-08-14 12:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-08-16 12:05 am (UTC)