:bow:

I don't think there's anything more left to say.... ;-)



(don't dare to say that ur writing sucks one more time)

Don't Know Why: Shoot The Moon (1st Book)

Writen and Published exclusively by Adrienne Hewson, all rights reserved.

Rating: NC-17, because it contains adult content, sex scenes, swearing, sexual references, blood and violence.


Disclaimer: I do not own/meet/have any contact with any of the LOTR guys or Johnny Depp, I do not have the rights over the songs used in the soundtrack of this saga, all trademarks and trade names are property of their respective owners and registers. I DO own and have all the rights over Claire Jones, character based on me and by my own creation. The girls participating in this fic have the right over their own characters due to the fact that are based on them.

Don't Know Why: Shoot The Moon and the rest of titles of the DKW saga are property of smashing_adri and only she can post the official chapters of this fic, she owns all the rights over the plot of the six books. Plagiarism won't be tollerated. if you want to own a copy of this production contact the writer herself.





Welcome to Don't Know Why: Shoot The Moon, the first book of a saga about love and relationships, I decided to make it as a saga because all the stories are related so if you red this one you'll want to know more about the second, and the third and the fourth and the fifth and the sixth.

Don't Know Why saga

1st book: Shoot The Moon* the story of Viggo and Claire
2nd book: The Nearness Of You* the story of Dom and Florencia
3rd book: Suspension Without Suspense* the story of Elijah and Laila
4th book: One Flight Down* The Story of Billy and Amber
5th Book: Feeling The Same Way* the story of Orlando and Jessica
6th book: Artificial Sweetener* The story of Johnny and Samantha



Plot: Shoot the Moon is the story of Viggo and Claire. Based on a song by Norah Jones it tells the story of a fling that turns in to a deep and desperate love, but at the same time impossible.







Cast: Adrienne would like to thank all the girls who replied to the cast call, you all make possible the existence of this saga.

Main Characters:

Male

Viggo Mortensen
Dominic Monaghan
Elijah Wood
Billy Boyd
Orlando Bloom
Johnny Depp
Ian McKellen
Mel Gibson
Sean Connery
Vin Diesel
Paul Hewson (Bono, U2)

Female

Claire Jones
Florencia Iris
Laila Balke
Jessity Martinette
Amber Mullen
Samantha Reynard
Sophie Van Daele
Sun Accinelli
Leslie Perla
Stacy Sontag
Christi Willman
Andrea Coppola





Notes from the author, thank yous, dedications and all the hanky panky:

Welcome again to Don't Know Why: Shoot The Moon, the first book of the DKW saga, I really hope and wish you like this production that came in the right moment to the right forum.

I must admit that the idea for this production came in an unexpected moment, I was just wondering what to do in a cold afternoon and it came like a brainstorm when I was listening to my Norah Jones CD. It needed some time to develop (one long night of insomnia as I created all the six plots) and well here it is finally after a cast call made with all the intention of finiding the perfect girls for the guys.

I'd like to thank everyone who made this possible, the girls of the cast call, friends, Norah Jones and Nelly Furtado for the inspiration along that long night of planning, and you, the one who's reading this, it means you felt interested and that's something :D





:love: Dedication: :love:

this first book is dedicated to all those lovers who met through art, art is the mirror of our soul and I can say that if you meet someone through art it means it will last forever. Because love is like art, it needs time, dedication and intention to become big, to grow. But this time there is one specific person I'd like to dedicate this first book:

Viggo Mortensen, yeah him, because through the time I've been writing about him, and after all the research of his work (graphic and written) I've found he is a great man, not only physically but spiritually.
I've found he has deep toughts and feeling and it makes a man complete, thanks for the inspiration you brought to me, your love for art, your beautiful words in the poems you write make me feel inspired for real. And even when I don't think you may read this one day I want to dedicate this first fic to you because you are one of those few persons who encourage me to follow my dream and do what I like to do, amke me believe that there's something worth fighting for.

Those are my words, all that's left to say is enjoy this fic, this is opened for all kinds of comments and I wish upon a star that this could be successful.

Love

~*Adrienne Hewson*~




Shoot The Moon's Soundtrack:

- Painter Song by Norah Jones Wishes and Concessions
- Shoot The Moon by Norah Jones When it all started...
- The Ground Beneath Her feet by U2 Viggo's song for Claire
- Porcelain by red Hot Chilli Peppers Fragile things break easily...
- The Embrace by Michael Nyman (The Piano original Soundtrack) An everlasting moment
- Jaded by Aerosmith
- Something by the Beatles Memories and dreams...
- The Fling by Michael Nyman (The Piano original Soundtrack) Magic...
- May It Be by Enya Nothing is wasted... just lost
- To The Edge Of The Earth by Michael Nyman (The Piano original Soundtrack)
- Sour Girl by Stone Temple Pilots
- Don't Know Why by Norah Jones Claire's Song for Viggo
- All You Wanted by Michelle Branch Standing Still, waiting for the moment...

The comment after the name of the song is the moment where the music plays, or the chapter.

Some songs will be added with the time and the chapters...

Before starting, I want to make clear that the first 2 or 3 chapters are kinda... descriptive and with lack of dialogues because it was before it all started, then there will be dialogues and descriptions at the same time. Just for you to think that this is not a boring fic LOL! I just find it great to describe how both felt before they met, before it all started.


*Prelude: Before Shooting The Moon...*

Before you shoot the moon moonlight was above us
Covering my fears
Fading away my insecurities
Before you shoot the moon...

He stared at her astonished and amused, he passed his hands through her waist, new and amazing and he felt it more than ever, the desire of having her for himself. The undeniable delight that produced to his senses the vision of her naked body and the perfection of it, every curve, every inch of skin that rubbed against his'.

In his mind he found that she was the one, the unique model for his art, the one that would stay forever in his mind, an intact and sacred memory, everlasting and unforgettable. She was the only he had eyes for. She, the main source of his passionate and dark impulses, she made of him the artist he never thought he could be. The artist that made art just to delight his own senses, keeping his piece of work hidden from the daylight, something that just limited to feed that internal curiosity for what was now a thrilling and delightful sensation.

He could feel her, he could smell her, she was like winter and spring at the same time, sea and shore, day and night...

Viggo opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling, and with a deep frustrated sigh he noticed it was just a dream again, he could see the moonlight passing through the curtains of his window, he walked towards the window and stared at the moon, that big, cold and cruel girl that used to stare at him at night, that confident and that accomplice of his fears and dreams.

"One of these days I'll shoot you..." He said as he stared at her coldly. So pale and so beautiful he wondered who was the girl that appeared in his dreams, because after all he was no man of 'important' relationships, neither he didn't care about them as long as he had art. But that feeling and that sensation still fresh on his mind and leaving a stain in his body was scary, it was something he didn't know, something he was afraid to discover something thrilling and new.

This first chapter was truly amazing i really liked it

so sad and so full of hope in some way ...

keep going please!!

luvly
Andie!

Alright! I'm so excited you started posting. This is just going to be an amazing fic. I can already tell. :yes: Loved your descriptions of the moon. Oh, and Viggo dreaming of the perfect woman. I love it! Great job, keep it up. :yay:
Amber

WohooO!!

people's reading and I like it, I'm glad you girls liked the first part even if it was damn short because I had a lack of inspiration when i started with the prologue.

I'll give more time for peeps to read the 1st part so i'll be posting the 1st chap soon ;)

Thank you girls for reading!!!

OMG! You have no idea how excited I am that you've started posting.

WOW. This is already brilliant. I'm completely in love with it and I've only read the prelude to the first book! It's fantastic.

Bring on some more before I die!

- Jessity B)

Wow...
This is really strong stuff...
and everything but boring girl! :)

Really I adore this first chapter...
I mean I adore Viggo but your writing of his is just... whoa... :)

can't wait for more :)

hug
Laila

Jessity and laila thank you!! Thank you so much!!! I think i'm too happy here!! woo!! Okay.. I feel like posting the 1st chappie now LOL!! I'm just too happ about this :D




Chapter One: The Muse

And he saw her. With her glistening dark blonde hair waving to the soft and fresh breeze of the autumn wind, sitting on a bench with her eyes her eyes closed, just feeling the warm sensation sun produced on her skin. It was something she missed something that reminded her of the times when she was a child, when there were no problems and when she was completely happy.

His eyes fixed on her every movement, catching every impressive instant and every thing she made, with just passing by his side he found in her something he didn't see in another woman, something he never thought he would find, something unexpected and magical. It was her, the one he dreamt of all those nights, the one he saw in his dreams, the muse that inspired him the only one who had access to his deepest thoughts and desires.

It was shocking, the fact of recognizing someone you thought was part just of your dreams and now having her, in that moment on front of you, faraway so close, alive but unreachable made him feel hopeless. No, he was not ready, he wasn't ready for having that encounter, but it was amazing at the same time, there was more than one force acting there in that moment, it was a play of fate and time, space and God... And once again that sensation woke up on him, that fear, that indescribable sensation that invaded each one of his senses and made him feel blind, just moving in a land of shadows with an unique and only clear point, her.

In her mind she thought about her life, what it all was about. Having someone who you thought you loved and then you find out that he is nothing more than a blurry shadow of what he used to be. It was disappointing, it was painful and it was what sent her to that bench, in the riverside for the first time in her life when she felt lonely and forsaken. Nothing, nothing could ever seem to touch her in her life, until that moment, it was like opening her eyes and noticing that she lived in a dream and it was time to wake up in the real world, with a real life with a real problem.

Maybe the only thing that remained for her, and the only thing that kept her alive was art. Her piano and her stories were the only thing that made her real, even if it was only in dreams, and discipline was her shelter. She wondered if someone around felt the same was as her, if she was the only one who sensed that void and that cold feeling. The thing that she didn't know was that someone was close to her, close in all the possible ways that existed in this world, close in feelings, close in distance, close in that desire of discovering why it all was in that way, why everything was part of that spider web of fate.




:fairy: Luvs Adri

YOU POSTED AGAIN! HOORAH!

Wow, you're writing's awesome. This is sooooooooooo great. Lol. It's just too good I don't know what to say! Everything about it is awesome. I'm so excited about this fic.

- Jessity B)

Wow!
Dude that was so wonderful!!
I love it!!
I can't wait for more!!

Wow!! That chapter was beautifully written. I love the way you described their feelings. This story is so great. :yay:

Wow... hon this is sooo great really...
I am absolutely amazed and loving this :)

more soon pretty please!

hug
Laila

OMG! I cannot believe I missed the beginning of this!! :cry2:

Ok, ok, now luckily I've found it!! Thank you whoever bumped it for me!!

Hmm... This really is something, eh?
I'm liking this Adri...
Terribly well written..

And interesting, needless to say!

Let me give you a single warning...


I'll be back...

Bwahahahaha!!

Wohooo!!

Lessy- new fan thank you!!!

Ambrosia, Firestar, Laila and Flower- i'm glad you're all liking this!! You'e making me smile in front of the screen with your comments!! You just made my day!!! Thank you!

Okay, more chappie, after this one there will be more dialogues and the plot itself, so i hope you like it ;)



Chapter Two: Wishes and Concessions

If I were a painter
I would paint my reverie
If that's the only way for you to be with me

The memory of her face remained in his mind all the week, and without noticing it, it was his only wish to see her again, for one last time, so her memory would stick to his mind once more, more vivid, more human.

We'd be there together
Just like we used to be
Underneath the swirling skies for all to see

Day after day he went back to the place where he saw her at first, with his canvas he imagined her there, over and over and all he could paint was vague shapes of her and the landscape, nothing was the same. Everything had changed.

And I'm dreaming of a place
Where I could see your face
And I think my brush would take me there
But only ...

Everything had changed. He concentrated in the pale orange colour he was using for the sky... then a shadow took his attention, he looked up and found her pine-green eyes, how could he forget them, how could they go away from his mind if they were all he saw along that week.

"Hey... Beautiful painting... It keeps the beauty of a Nightmare's city" She said with a soft smile on her features. Hearing her voice, it was all he was waiting for since he had the dream, it was the thing that kept him obsessed. And now it was like a soft whisper, a soft and caring voice, a melody that played over the symphony of noise and city, crowds and nightmares.

"Did you know beauty makes us shameless?" He said still staring at her. As she looked at him she noticed something she had seen in someone else, it was like if there was a connection. it was like her, in his eyes there was the wish of having something else, something maybe impossible, that his mind tried to deny, maybe it was what brought her to him. His loneliness and his concentration in his work reminded her of herself, the discipline and the attention, the dedication that hid behind the fear of being rejected, but at the same time the wish for a change.

"Then we'll all end up shameless"

If I were a painter
And could paint a memory
I'd climb inside the swirling skies to be with you
I'd climb inside the skies to be with you

I :love: this!!

Loved that!!

Aww! I wanna know more! It's definitely intriguing(sp?) me!!

I don't know why...
This makes me so sad... It really seemed to hit thre... deep down in my core *lol*
Whoa... I am near crying...
Ok I am bloody sick and teary all the time, but now I'm also melancholy ;)
I think I get tonsillitis again...
I really should get them out... but I can't because of all the exams I'd miss...
so... pain *grumbles*

hug
Laila

I love this! :love: I like how they already feel a connection. :yes: Oh, and that song fit so well. Great job! Can't wait for more.

That was wonderful!

That was a lovely line!!

^_^ Can't wait for more!

Oh my gosh...
Adri, this is beautiful! :eek:

It's so heartfelt and you can tell that you put a lot of passion into this story. I loved your stories on EWFN, but this one is just unbelievably good! This story is just so beautifully written! You have no idea how shocked I am right now...

I love romance... :love:
But that's just me for you... hopeless romantic...

Post more soon!

Lots of luv,
Monica
^_^

I didn't even realise that you had posted again!!! AHHH!

*Swoons and grins stupidly*.

That was so beautiful Adri. It was absolutely perfect. I was about to ask the screen to marry me.

Those last few line of dialogue just about killed me. They were so simple but amazing. This entire fic is poetry! I love it.

- Jessity B)

Woot woot!

This is completely beyond awesome! I love the way you write, it's so much better than I remembered! :yes:

Please do go on, like everybody else I'm very excited about this!

Very beautiful style of writing, very poetry-ish, it's wonderful to read!

:love: Viggo :love:

Hehe!!!

ACCLARAION!! the song is Painter song by norah Jones!! Not by me!!

Flower- thank you so much!!! 1st reply to new chap!!

Laila- LOL!! I hope you feel better now LOL!!! And thank you for reading, it makes me realy happy to know someone so talented and great is reading my stories!! I feel flattered!!

Ambrosia- huggles!! thank you!! I'm glad you all liked Norah's song!!

Lessy- LOL!! yeah!! I loved that line too!! I never thought I would write something such that!!

Monica- thank you!! hoplessly romantic huh? LOL! you'll get surprises!!

Firestar- Jessity!! LOL! no prob!! you're here ant that's what matters!! LOL! thanks for the poetry thing!!

Aurora- OMG!! I an't believe you're reading my fic!! It makes me so darn happy!!! I'm glad you're here and I feel flattered because I really admire ya as a writer!! It just makes me sooo happy!! LOL! I'm almost jumping!!

Okay!! thank you girls!! you just mde my rainy day!!! that's why i'll post!!




*Chapter Three: Truth, Shamelessly and more Concessions*

In his mind he refused to let her go now that miraculously she came to him by the unseen will or a twist or fate, he didn't know, all he knew was that she was there with him and the idea of losing her, losing any instant without her would be his doom. But something that was out of his hands or something he didn't dare to think when he saw her was what occurred when he looked at her again.

"What are you looking at Claire?" A male voice asked as Viggo lifted his head up slowly, almost wishing to deny what he was hearing, the endless possibility he thought about once was true and undeniable, tangible and vivid now. But now he knew her name, that name that fixed in his mind and now was untouchable by time or forgetfulness, a name to adore and give up to, the only name he remembered now.

Behind her, and now holding her by her waist was a young man with impressive green eyes and joyful smile, Viggo looked at him and from the first instant he could feel but envy and bitterness towards the one who as with her, the one that wasn't him that one that seemed privileged and bedazzled by her.

"Eh… Billy, hun this man's work is amazing" She answered with a certain shyness in her voice and looking at Viggo with interest and shamelessly. As she saw him and his work she could not help but feel a deep admiration and attraction towards such creative and artistic mind. The image of an artist fixed on her mind was obsessive and was something she looked for in a man, the power of remaining in her mind for who he was, not for what he had, even when inside she had her own despair for certain things, perfectionism in excess.

The man looked at him and then at his painting as Viggo looked at Claire with confidence and lasciviousness, there was tension between them as Billy examined the piece of work, he was oblivious to the feeling and emotion halfway the two others.

"Your name?" Billy asked as he looked at Claire who seemed a little bit restless and anxious, Viggo glared at him with a calmed air, proper of his job and blinked a few times. He noticed a sharp Scottish accent in the man's voice.

"Viggo Mortensen…" He was going to add something else, but after thinking about it for a while he would leave it just like that, revealing too much meant weakness and desire for showing himself. Something he considered odd and self-centred, all he wanted to do in that moment was hearing one more word coming from her, and if it was her phone number, better. But it was over-expecting and over-willing things that may never happen.

"Let me say your work is… exquisite where can we find some more of your work Mr Mortensen?" Claire looked at him expecting for his answer, eagerly and aching for his voice again, in the same moment she looked in to his eyes a connection had been established and were bound by an invisible but powerful chain. Lots of things started to cross his mind, almost the same thoughts she was having in that second, contact and skin. Billy waited for his answer as Viggo hesitated about what to say, his vision was blurred by the thoughts that were in his head and the presence of the woman made him feel restless.

"I… I don't sell them to any gallery, usually I keep my work for myself. Everything is in my studio… Mr?" A carefully thought reply was what came out from his mouth as Claire started to daydream about that man whispering nothings in her ear. Suddenly Billy's voice and touch brought her back to this world and her life discontinued her thoughts.

"Boyd, Billy Boyd." Billy answered, expecting him to finish his answer, something concrete, in case he was able to sell otherwise it would be just another business thrown to the wind. Claire, seeing that Billy wasn't able to insist and that Viggo was expecting something more than a 'I like your work' compliment tried to interfere in such 'decisive' situation.

"Mr Mortensen, we're really interested in your work, do you mind if you give us your… Address or phone number and maybe we can call you to fix something…" She asked politely, as she was used to make business with people and using that teasing tone peculiar and hussy. Inside her was something else, something growing and filling her soul, a desire, something unknown and provoking. 'Control yourself…' she thought as Billy smiled at her attempt of breaking the supposed 'ice wall' Viggo put between him and her couple.

"If you insist Lady…" He took out a white card from the pocket of his shirt and gave it to Claire, not without trying to touch her hand or her fingers, try to feel the temperature of that gorgeous and stunning beauty.

'Dear Claire always gets what she wants' she thought for a moment as she could not hide a smile of triumph in her face, smile that was misunderstood by Billy, but not by Viggo.

Oh please don't jump up and down just because I'm reading this!! :D
My God! I'm just... me! :P

Anyway, lovely chap, wheee, love the way you build up the tension between them!

Sorry but I just needed to quote that. :D

*smiles*

It kinda reminds me of a perfect murder....
arrr hot :)

this is sooo good :)

I love this story really!!!


hug
Laila

LOL!!! A perfect Murder! yeah!

When I inished it I felt the same way about it... But don't worry.. Mybe no one dies here LOL!! Notice I just said MAYBE!! LOL!!

Auri!! thank you!!!!

Damn, Adri!
This has to be the best of all your work I've ever read! (um.. I think that was phrased wrong.. ya know what I meant, right?)

It's really amazing how you can express so many feelings coming from just looks, or exchanging a couple of words. It's really amazing how you can make the characters feel so much from so little, and yet it doesn't seem surreal, at all.
Actually, it makes me think people often underestimate the conexion that happens just by locking your eyes with someone else's.

Wow girl, you got power in that pen!! LoL!

And I loved the last sentence:

Really leaves me wanting more, but not with an awfully huge cliffhanger.

Girl, either I was blind before or you've definitely improved your writing skills!!

OMG. Why didn't you tell me you posted, Addy?!?!?!!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!!!

Grr.

Wow. The descriptions are SOOO amazing, babe, it's like I'm actually there, transporting between Viggo's and Claire's bodies. Amazing.

I can't believe how great I know this is gonna be...and how long I'll have to wait for my share. Lol. :yay:

adriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*hugs adri as she tries to stay away from her*
- adri, i'm so sorry i didn't read this before, pliz forgive me!!!!! :cry:
- no! i'm too hurt!!! :no:
- but doesn't it count that i love this and that i really really think ur doing an amazing job... :unsure:
- mmm...
- and that i'm mad at myself as i didn't read this before???? :unsure:
- that's better!! *adri hugs sun* ^_^


i AM really mad at myself for not reading this before... how come i didn't have any time to read this??? *kicks herself*

post more soon....

the way u write about everything (the places, the faces, the gestures, the reactions, the feelings) it's just incredible...
plus the story is also very good, i like the plot so far very much
and viggo... aw, well... viggo is viggo! :drool:

i repeat: post more soon!

that was great man!!!
Like I said before...Wondeful work!!
I don't know why but Billy gives me the creeps in this fic...
^_^
post more soon!!
^_^

That was so good!!! I swear this just keeps getting better and better. I like how both Claire and Viggo kept having those little thoughts about each other. And Claire being with Billy, that just makes things all the more complicated. :yes: Which of course makes it all the more intriguing. You are really doing an awesome job with this story. Post more soon! I can't wait to see what happens at Claire and Viggo's next meeting. ^_^

wwoowow... I can't believe this... I don't think i'm tha good Flower... but thank you!!

you're making me blushover here.. thank you Sammi ;)

LOL!! No prob Sun!! you know You're welcome any time!!

thanks for your comments, they do mean so much for me *huggles*

Lessy I know!! he is so creepy... I just noticed it when I rad the final chap.. LOL!

I knew you were going to like it heheeh!! Wait to see what's next ;) and thanks for reading!!

Billy reminded me of James Bond right there... LOL ^_^
And I love your banner, by the way!

Post more soon, Adri! :yes:

mental image of Billy as James Bond........swoon!!! :laugh: :laugh:

Post more soon! :yay:

Okay!! I know what you’re waiting for!! And if it wasn’t for my surgery I wouldn’t have so much time to think about the plot, I’m sick but it won’t stop me from posting this new chap… Enjoy!

BTW: make sure of being listening to Justin Timberlake’s Still on My Brain, it may be a good soundtrack for this chapter…

*Chapter Four: Still On His Brain*


Viggo walked around his room with the lights turned off still trying to reconcile his sleep, sleep that had been stolen by the countless nights he had been thinking about her, trying to keep alive the memory of that unforgettable dream he had once, dream that left him restless and oblivious to reality.

Biting his nails, closing his eyes, repeating the scenes of that day one by one, still trying to find the evident to his heart but not to his eyes, the fact that she wanted him as bad as he wanted her in that moment, something that was born in the same instant his eyes fixed on hers, indescribable and perhaps frantic.

He tried to concentrate on his work, his art, just to try to take away his thoughts from her, but it was simply impossible and inconceivable, how could he take away her from his mind if she was the one who persisted in his thoughts. How could he avoid such delightful and primal pleasure, how could he stop thinking about someone who inspired to do things he never thought he would do, but also someone who took him away from the simple and little things that once he thought were the most inspiring ones, and now were just vain and simple things without meaning.

Now she was his muse sacred, undeniable and irreplaceable, the owner of his deeper and more hidden thoughts, dreams not carried out and ideals not shared with anyone, she was and meant more than that, something inexplicable, mysterious and sanctified.

**

Playing with her long stands of hair and lying on her coach she looked at the card she received from Viggo that afternoon, a smile appeared on her face as she looked at each letter of the name printed on it… V-I-G-G-O M-O-R-T-E-N-S-E-N. She passed her hands over each letter that spelled his name. She thought about that man, immediately she felt identified with him, the love for art went beyond any other passion or obsession she could think of, and it was almost the same with her. The love for music and Piano scores went further for the simple pleasure to the sound, the simple pleasure of hearing in sounds better than words thing that could not be told, drawn or painted, things that were invisible for the eyes or mute to the ears but were tangible for the soul.

Discipline, it was just a matter of discipline, and that was all she cared of, perfection in her job, playing each note and pressing every key in the precise moment doing the perfect movement to make the best musical piece.

But more than identification with that man she felt something else, something she tried to deny inside her, something she wanted to hide but couldn’t, her mind used to drift in to more than friendly thoughts when she thought about him, all she did was see what her mind wanted to show her, images of passion and intense desire for skin. She wanted to hear his voice once again, feel that warm touch of his hand, now holding hers and running all over her body, making her feel he was one she once thought of, make her feel wanted… In a different way.

In her contradictive mind she also thought about infidelity, she was sinning of thought... Guilt was filling her thoughts and soul, how could she be cruel with everyone around her? How could she just start to imagine things with someone she just met but at the same time felt like knowing all along? There was an inner fight, it was reasoning against something unknown called soul…

With a quick movement she tried to reach the phone but something else stopped her, something without name, maybe it was nervousness, fear, doubt or just pride, if he really told her what she read in his eyes and if he really wanted what he said with his gestures she was going to make him crave for her, even if it was painful, desperate and even itching, she was going to be patient and she was going to drown that feeling inside, because as some things in life they tend to dissolve with the time, just as her love for Billy.

*gasps*

just when i though this was good... it gets better!!

ow, poor viggo! i don't know why i feel bad about him in this ff! i feel some kind of pity to him... he seems sad :unsure:

ok, but at least we all know that she has some sort of feelings for him too...


ahhh giiirl! post more soon... ohm... on saturday! :P

Girl that was great!!
It's so cute, the away their both think about each other...man..:cloud#9:
Post more as soon as you can!!
^_^

Holy Mother of Music!

YOU ARE INCREDIBLE!!!

By the end of the chapter I was like an inch from the screen. I couldn't possibly pick even a favourite part. It was all brilliant.

The last line was just amazing though. Just genius Adri. You have talent m'dear, be proud!

- Jessity B)

Aww...
This is so beautiful... really...
It is like... awwww... neeeeeeed more desperately!
Poor Vigs and poor Claire... damn even poor Billy...
But Vigs :yum: :faint:

weeelll... more I need it ;)
reeeaaally :lalala: :yay:

huggles
Laila

I hate it when that happens, when you fall OUT of love for someone. :( It always breaks my heart to tell them that...*stares out into corn field* I wonder...

Oh, right. Amazing schtuff, Addy. I can't wait to get to some scenes :tsk:. lol.

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:kiss:
Samma