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Post by strizzy on Sept 19, 2006 2:50:29 GMT 10
Great update!
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Post by annjuh on Sept 19, 2006 10:11:18 GMT 10
Ninaaaaaaaaaa!!!!
Your fic is so perfect!!! (LLLL)¹²³³
I miss ya, cousin!!!
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Post by ninabrasil (Marina) on Sept 21, 2006 10:46:35 GMT 10
So, I'm a little worried about this chapter, I think it maybe kind of confusing. If that's the case please let me know. Well, let me know what you think anyway PS: Thanks for all the comments.PS2: Juh, I'm glad you like it and I miss you too Nina xx Abby’s POV I walk through the ER hallways in a daze. There’s too much in my mind. Julie’s birthday’s party is coming up, which means a visit from Maggie and Eric – something I look forward to and dread. I know we only see them a few times a year and I miss them, but I just can’t get the bad thoughts, the memories of all the bad things that had happened when they were off their meds, away from my head. Somehow, I don’t think that’s ever going to change. In addition to Maggie and Eric, the party brings another memory nightmare: Richard. The birthday party means a whole day of trying to be civil to the bastard that hurt me and made the last years of our marriage a living hell. The only thing that made me feel more secure about Sunday was knowing that Luka was going to be there. Now, even that was something to dread. Ever since dinner at my place a few days ago he was acting weird towards me; always professional and polite, but distant and spacey. This new attitude of his was starting to make me think that he noticed I had feelings for him. I couldn’t let that happen, I don’t want to lose his friendship, that’s the most important thing. Luka’s POV That night at dinner, the realization had hit me like a ton of bricks: I was falling for her. I knew since the moment we met that there was something special about her, something that made me feel young, refreshed. Something besides her looks; which obviously hadn’t gone unnoticed. Her passion at work, the proud look on her face everytime her daughter said “mommy”; the adorable pout and her expressive brown eyes. Come to think of it, it was not ONE thing special about her it was just HER. I don’t know what to do, am I ready for love again? Are Jasna and Marko ready for me to love again? Stop it, Luka. You’re getting way ahead of yourself; the feeling is probably not even mutual. If not, then why does her smile grow when she sees me? Ugh. This is bad, really bad. I need to talk to her; I have to stop being a coward and face her. I’ll do that tomorrow, I conclude as I open the door to the lounge. Uh oh. Abby’s POV I decided that if I wanted to get through the shift I needed a cup of coffee immediately. I go to the lounge and think about what I’m gonna say when I see Luka. I need to know we’re okay. I need him to tell me we’re okay. That’s when I turn around at the sound of the door. It’s him. I gotta say something; he looks like he’s going to run if I don’t say anything. - Hi - Hey - Want coffee? - Sure – He answers and opens the door to his locker, I know he’s not looking for anything, just a way to not look at me. - There you go. – I hand him the cup and sit at the table, suddenly declaring myself on break. - So… - So… - Gosh. We’re acting like little kids, I decide I have to do something about this… - What’s going on, Luka? - What do you mean? - You know what I mean; you’ve barely talked to me the last few days. Did I do something? – Now he looks kind of hurt. What the hell is going on? I know I can’t have him as something more, but right now I want a friend; not any friend, I want Luka… - No, you didn’t do anything. Why would you think that? - Well, I don’t know Luka. All of a sudden you start acting all weird and distant and I didn’t know what else it could mean. – I sort of snapped at him, but maybe that’s gonna make him tell me what the hell is wrong. I just hope he didn’t realize I’m falling for him, ‘cause if he did, I don’t know how I’m ever going to face him again. - I’m sorry, Abby. I just…well…there’s something I need to talk to you about, I’ve been avoiding it but I don’t think we can be friends if I don’t say this… I… - Oh, shit. Here it comes. Oh God. He knows. How the hell am I supposed to face him after this? - I’m sorry to say this, Abby. But…I think I’m…uh… - Shit. Shit. Shit. - I think I’m in love with you. – He says it all in one breath and I can hardly understand, clearly he couldn’t have said what I think he said. - What? – That’s about all I could say. But I need to know what he said. - I said I think I’m in love with you. Oh....
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Post by hollygirl on Sept 21, 2006 10:52:44 GMT 10
not confusing at all. lovely update. I LOVE WHEN THEY ARE IN LOVE. Abby has to tell him she feels the same. Update again soon.
HoLLy
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Post by Lubyfanatic316 on Sept 21, 2006 11:13:50 GMT 10
Great Update!
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Post by Little Amy on Sept 21, 2006 11:18:39 GMT 10
ohhh Abby tell him you feel the same NOW!!!!
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Post by <3 LubyII <3 on Sept 21, 2006 11:25:20 GMT 10
Great update!
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Post by rorygilmore on Sept 21, 2006 18:30:22 GMT 10
FINALLY HE SAID HE'S IN LOVE WITH HER!!!! Love it, so romantic!
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Post by LoveLuka on Sept 21, 2006 19:58:52 GMT 10
great update
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Post by jaana on Sept 22, 2006 0:17:31 GMT 10
Great update!
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Post by strizzy on Sept 22, 2006 0:51:26 GMT 10
Great update!
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Post by *Natalie* on Sept 22, 2006 5:32:47 GMT 10
Abby soooo needs to tell him she feels the same
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Post by jadestar on Sept 23, 2006 3:06:57 GMT 10
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Post by Maryna on Sept 23, 2006 3:45:02 GMT 10
update soon!
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Post by ninabrasil (Marina) on Sept 24, 2006 12:33:35 GMT 10
Oh. Wow. I have no idea what to say now. Not that I don’t feel the same, it’s just…I’m speechless. I don’t think I’ve ever been speechless before. - Abby, Luka. Multiple trauma coming in. We need you. NOW! – Chuny yelled, barely opening the door to the lounge. Both of us leave the lounge quickly, not saying a word. It’s time to focus on the job. I’ll deal with the hot-croatian-love issue later. --------------------------------------------------------------------- An hour and no sign of Luka later, I leave the trauma room, upset that the patient didn’t make it. When I reach the desk, Jerry tells me that someone called from Julie’s school asking for me to pick her. I don’t let him finish or even bother to ask why, I just head straight to the lounge to pick up my stuff and pick Julie up. I tell myself to calm down and that it shouldn’t be anything serious, but I can’t help being worried. I’ve never been asked to pick Julie up before. I arrive at her school, go to the principal’s office and she tells me it’s just a fever. I sigh in relief. Julie’s sitting on a chair in the office and her faces lights up when she sees me. - Mommy, my head hurts. I don’t feel good. - I know sweetie, let’s get you home. Mommy’s gonna make you feel better, okay? She nods, snuggling up to me when I pick her up. I thank her teacher and the principal and walk to the car. When I start driving, she asks me. - Mommy, can I still have my party? Even if I’m sick? I chuckle at that. I’ve never seen anyone get so excited about a birthday party. - I’m sure you’ll be as good as new by Sunday, Jules. - Okay then. – She smiles. --------------------------------------------------------------------- I haven’t seen Abby since the lounge earlier. I walk around the ER looking for her, I need to talk to her. I need to know how she feels about me. After checking every hallway and treating room, I give up and go to admit desk. - Hey Jerry. Seen Abby? - Oh, she left a few hours ago. Someone called from Julie’s school and she went to pick her up. - Why? Did something happen? - Don’t know. - How come she didn’t tell me? - Again, don’t know. Now I’m worried. About Julie and Abby, I know how she can get when she’s preoccupied. Since my shift’s over, I’m gonna go pick up the kids from school and go to Abby’s house. I don’t even bother to call her, she probably won’t pick up anyway. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Julie is now sleeping. I gave her some Tylenol for the fever and headache, it must be the flu. She was more concerned about her party than being sick, it can’t be that bad. I hear the bell ring insistently so I run to the door before whoever it is wakes up Julie. Much to my surprise, Luka is standing at my door, Jasna and Marko in tow. - Hi. - I heard you got a call from Julie’s school and I was worried, so I figured I’d come over and check on both of you. How sweet is he? I’m still standing in front of them, shocked by how caring he can be when Marko interrupts my thoughts. - Auntie Abby, can I come in? I reeeeally have to use the bathroom. I have to laugh at that. This kid is something else. - Sure. Come on in, guys. You know where the bathroom is, Marko. He yells “thanks” over his shoulder while running to the bathroom. - Sorry about that. – Luka chuckles, stepping into the living room. - It’s okay. Hey Jasna. How are you, sweetheart? - I’m good, thank you. How is Julie? - She’s fine. They called me because she had a fever. I think it’s just the flu. - Where is she? – Marko asks, walking into the living room and jumping onto the couch. - I’m here. – Julie answers, climbing down the stairs, rubbing her eyes. - How are you feeling, baby? – I ask picking her up and pressing my hand to her forehead. She’s not as hot as before, but still a little warm. - I’m better. Can we watch a movie? - Sure. Which one do you guys want? - Nemo!!! – The girls say. - Is that okay with you, Marko? - Yeah. I like Bruce. – He giggles. - Okay then. I put the movie in and make some popcorn for the kids. I go to the kitchen to make Luka and myself coffee. I guess it’s time for us to talk then. God, I’m scared of that talk. I have butterflies in my stomach just from remembering what he told me earlier. I just have to find a way to tell him I’m in love with him, too. That’s going to be a tough one. I can hardly admit to myself how I feel… - Abby? Are you alright? You seem a little off… - I’m okay. Just thinking. Here’s your coffee. He smiles and sits down at the table, sighing. What should I say? I have no idea how to begin this conversation. -I’m sorry about before. In the lounge. He’s sorry? Sorry for what? Did he not mean what he said? Oh man, this is worse than I thought. - You’re sorry? Sorry for what, exactly? - Sorry for dropping that bomb on you. I realize you don’t feel the same way. And I’m sorry to leave you in such an awkward position, but I’m hoping we can still stay friends, our friendship means a lot to me, and to the kids….I… - Luka! – He looks startled. I had to yell, otherwise he wouldn’t stop babbling. - Luka. There’s nothing to be sorry for. And our friendship means a lot to me, too. – He looks disappointed. I guess he thought that meant I only want to be friends. - I should get going, then. I’ll see you Sunday. – He stands up and starts walking to the living room to get the kids. I run over to him and grab his hand, dragging him back to the kitchen. It’s now or never. - Luka, you should stay. I need to tell you something. – Oh, man. He leans against the counter waiting, while I pace up and down the kitchen, trying to figure out how to say this. I walk up to him and stare straight into his eyes. Those beautiful green eyes that now, more than ever, convey so much emotion, so much…love. That’s it: love. It’s only now that I realize how strong this is. So strong that I can’t seem to put it into words. I walk closer to him; we’re standing inches apart. If actions really are stronger than words, I’m about to find out. I lean in and close my eyes. As our lips touch, we hear a scream from the living room. - Mooooom, we’re thirsty. Can you get us some soda? We jump apart and laugh awkwardly. - I guess I should get them their soda. - I guess so. Let me know what you think Nina xx
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