Faithful . . . ish
She had to hold on for just a few moments more. Even though she felt her fingers slipping she kept telling herself she had to hold on. If she let go now all would be lost . . . he would be lost. This was their last chance to be together. She had to hold on or she would never see him again but if no one came to rescue her from this cliff soon she would never again have the chance to be with him. She tried once again to pull herself up, but couldn’t.
Ryan, she thought. Do it for Ryan.
“Still hanging on?” A man appeared above her. “I thought you would’ve let go long ago. You’ll let go now.” He sinisterly laughed as he pried her hands off. “Good-bye.”
She screamed as she fell through the air. Then everything went black.
When she opened her eyes she was surprised to not find herself on gleaming white shores but in a pair of muscular tan arms. The first word out of her mouth was “Ryan,” but a silky deep voice answered, “No, actually it’s Drew.”
“Oh, where am I?” Mae said in a groggy voice. Here head hurt terribly.
“Well, you’re in my cottage at the bottom of Mt. Sinister.”
“Mt. Sinister? Oh now, Mt. Sinister, Ryan!” She jumped up out of Drew’s arms but fell back into them because everything was spinning horribly. “I have to find him!” Mae told Drew.
“Not now, you need to rest.” She gazed into his handsome, worried face.
“Are you sure you’re alright? You took quite a fall.”
She smiled shyly. “I am now.” All thoughts of Ryan vanished as Drew smiled, his white, even teeth gleaming. He leaned in close, their faces almost touching. He softly kissed her then brought his mouth to her ear and whispered, “Can I keep you?”
She was about to give in completely when she thought of Ryan cold and hurt and faithful in a dark dungeon. She had to save him but she wasn’t sure she was going to marry him once he was free. This is crazy. She thought. She had just met Drew but oh what a live, what a grip.
She looked up at him with pained eyes.
“What’s wrong?” He asked, concerned.
“I . . . I can’t stay here, I . . . I need to go save someone I love.”
His smile faded a little but then it broadened as he said, “Is this that Ryan person you keep talking about?”
“Yes and I need to save him now or I’ll never see him.”
“All right,” he said kindly, “but you have to wait until you’re better.” Then he carried her into his room and laid her on his bed. Then he kissed her gently on the cheek and told her to sleep.
Once Mae woke up, she felt extremely better. Drew came in with some soup in a bowl for her.
“Mmmm, this is delicious, Drew,” she loved the way his name sounded and how she lovingly curved her lips to form the W in his name.
“No problem. I would do anything for you.”
She looked down, his gaze made her feel . . . she couldn’t explain it. A glint caught her eye. A ring. A diamond ring. What? Who was that from? She pictured a face but couldn’t think of his name. Then suddenly it came to her. Ryan. Ugggh! Quickly she took off the engagement ring.
“Can you dispose of this for me?” She smiled at him.
“Of course.”
She couldn’t take it. His eyes were so sincere. She brought his head down to her level and kissed him.
“I hope Ryan rots,” she thought. He had never kissed her like this before. They were just starting to get some plum into it when who of all people, Ryan, walked in.
“Mae?” She quickly pulled away from Drew.
“Ryan!” She said in surprise. “I didn’t expect you to be here. How did you get out of the prison?”
“I stopped waiting for you to come and rescue me, that’s how.”
“Cool, I’m glad you’re okay,” she wished that he would disappear.
“That’s all you can say!?” The rage that had built up in Ryan burst. “Look at me! I’m a wreck becuse you didn’t come save me!” He was right. Dried blood matted his hair. Bruises dotted his skin and his clothes were terribly tattered. Drew stepped in between Ryan and Mae.
“Excuse me, this beautiful woman has suffered an incredible fall. I don’t think yelling will help her recover.”
Ryan’s face twisted with hate. “I don’t care what you have to say,” he tried to shove Drew aside.
“I can’t allow you to verbally abuse Mae,” Drew punched Ryan in the gut. Ryan groaned and dropped to the floor.
“Thank you,” Mae twisted her blonde hair and smiled at Drew. “Dispose of him.”
“Of course,” Drew kissed Mae deeply. Ryan’s face was stricken with grief.
“Out you go,” Drew grabbed Ryan by the scruff of his neck then pushed him out of the room. Once Drew came back Mae locked the door. She kissed him so hard that she accidentally sucked his brains out through his mouth, but Mae wasn’t going to let that get to her.
“Oh well, no use crying over spilled brains, Oh RYAN!”
She had to hold on for just a few moments more. Even though she felt her fingers slipping she kept telling herself she had to hold on. If she let go now all would be lost . . . he would be lost. This was their last chance to be together. She had to hold on or she would never see him again but if no one came to rescue her from this cliff soon she would never again have the chance to be with him. She tried once again to pull herself up, but couldn’t.
Ryan, she thought. Do it for Ryan.
“Still hanging on?” A man appeared above her. “I thought you would’ve let go long ago. You’ll let go now.” He sinisterly laughed as he pried her hands off. “Good-bye.”
She screamed as she fell through the air. Then everything went black.
When she opened her eyes she was surprised to not find herself on gleaming white shores but in a pair of muscular tan arms. The first word out of her mouth was “Ryan,” but a silky deep voice answered, “No, actually it’s Drew.”
“Oh, where am I?” Mae said in a groggy voice. Here head hurt terribly.
“Well, you’re in my cottage at the bottom of Mt. Sinister.”
“Mt. Sinister? Oh now, Mt. Sinister, Ryan!” She jumped up out of Drew’s arms but fell back into them because everything was spinning horribly. “I have to find him!” Mae told Drew.
“Not now, you need to rest.” She gazed into his handsome, worried face.
“Are you sure you’re alright? You took quite a fall.”
She smiled shyly. “I am now.” All thoughts of Ryan vanished as Drew smiled, his white, even teeth gleaming. He leaned in close, their faces almost touching. He softly kissed her then brought his mouth to her ear and whispered, “Can I keep you?”
She was about to give in completely when she thought of Ryan cold and hurt and faithful in a dark dungeon. She had to save him but she wasn’t sure she was going to marry him once he was free. This is crazy. She thought. She had just met Drew but oh what a live, what a grip.
She looked up at him with pained eyes.
“What’s wrong?” He asked, concerned.
“I . . . I can’t stay here, I . . . I need to go save someone I love.”
His smile faded a little but then it broadened as he said, “Is this that Ryan person you keep talking about?”
“Yes and I need to save him now or I’ll never see him.”
“All right,” he said kindly, “but you have to wait until you’re better.” Then he carried her into his room and laid her on his bed. Then he kissed her gently on the cheek and told her to sleep.
Once Mae woke up, she felt extremely better. Drew came in with some soup in a bowl for her.
“Mmmm, this is delicious, Drew,” she loved the way his name sounded and how she lovingly curved her lips to form the W in his name.
“No problem. I would do anything for you.”
She looked down, his gaze made her feel . . . she couldn’t explain it. A glint caught her eye. A ring. A diamond ring. What? Who was that from? She pictured a face but couldn’t think of his name. Then suddenly it came to her. Ryan. Ugggh! Quickly she took off the engagement ring.
“Can you dispose of this for me?” She smiled at him.
“Of course.”
She couldn’t take it. His eyes were so sincere. She brought his head down to her level and kissed him.
“I hope Ryan rots,” she thought. He had never kissed her like this before. They were just starting to get some plum into it when who of all people, Ryan, walked in.
“Mae?” She quickly pulled away from Drew.
“Ryan!” She said in surprise. “I didn’t expect you to be here. How did you get out of the prison?”
“I stopped waiting for you to come and rescue me, that’s how.”
“Cool, I’m glad you’re okay,” she wished that he would disappear.
“That’s all you can say!?” The rage that had built up in Ryan burst. “Look at me! I’m a wreck becuse you didn’t come save me!” He was right. Dried blood matted his hair. Bruises dotted his skin and his clothes were terribly tattered. Drew stepped in between Ryan and Mae.
“Excuse me, this beautiful woman has suffered an incredible fall. I don’t think yelling will help her recover.”
Ryan’s face twisted with hate. “I don’t care what you have to say,” he tried to shove Drew aside.
“I can’t allow you to verbally abuse Mae,” Drew punched Ryan in the gut. Ryan groaned and dropped to the floor.
“Thank you,” Mae twisted her blonde hair and smiled at Drew. “Dispose of him.”
“Of course,” Drew kissed Mae deeply. Ryan’s face was stricken with grief.
“Out you go,” Drew grabbed Ryan by the scruff of his neck then pushed him out of the room. Once Drew came back Mae locked the door. She kissed him so hard that she accidentally sucked his brains out through his mouth, but Mae wasn’t going to let that get to her.
“Oh well, no use crying over spilled brains, Oh RYAN!”
11 comments:
I'm glad we changed the ending. It's not romantic, but it is funny!
I'm glad you like the ending, I think it's more our style, and not quite so risque!
Yes I agree shutting our first ending would've made a sailor blush.
I'm not quite so sure about that one, Sarah, but it made me blush even though I'm the one that wrote it!
Okay, seeing as I have no idea what the first ending was- I have to say I loved this one! It was totally stupid (I hope that's what you were going for...) but I really thought it was funny. Okay, now that I've had my daily laugh I guess I'll go away. Bye bye! He he he (I'm just a wee bit hyper, don't worry, it'll pass).
Sorry, I have to pop in again to say my favorite line was "Oh well, no use crying over spilled brains, OH Ryan!"
Best part!
Totally agree!
well theres a story to tell the grandkids dont you think. "one day i had a bad fll got rescued by a hunk dumped my feonce for him suked his brains out then went back to my dumped feonsa" that will shurly catch there inerest. and it was a very good story
I'm glad you liked it Kiki, we had a bunch of fun writing it.
sounds like it was lots of fun and a few good laughs aloung the way as well
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