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tHANKS for all your replies sorry if this bits rubbish it will get better i promise oh well heres part 4
Sharon sat at the window peering into the dreary london street outside. This was her favorite place to be. Looking outside she could pretend for just a moment that she wasnt part of that world and could lose herself in her dreams. She sighed and turned away from the window. She had paperwork to do and anyway daydreams were silly she wasnt that kind of person...not anymore.
It had been almost 7 years since she had returned from america and she had changed a lot. None of the changes were dramatic but those who knew here best noticed the sparkle dissapear from her eyes and a firmness appear in her voice. Many people said she seemed stronger, more confident but deep down sharon knew they were all wrong in actual fact she was weaker than ever.
She thought about what had happened in america as little as possible but somehow the memories always crept back to her. She sometimes thought about the barman with the cheeky smile and had to giglle when she thought of how he must have reacted to finding his flat empty.
She shook her head to clear her thoughts and carried on with her paperwork. She didnt like to bring her work home but today was an exception. The weather was so bad outside she really didnt feel like going to the club. She had no idea where vicki was or how she could stand being out in weather like this.
At that moment vickis dischevled body came hurtling into the roob with her puffing and panting, he cheeks turning a bright shade of red. Sharon turned to her startled but before she could say anything vicki burst into a fit of un-coherant ramblings about pauline and family trees and dot and to be quiet frank a ton of other stuff sharon didnt understand.
"Vicki just calm down and start again" she said in her most soothing voice.
"Your not...huff...gonna...pant...believe this" she managed to get out.
"What what is it" said sharon growing impatient
And then in one complete breath vicki burst out "WE HAVE A BROTHER" :eek:
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:eek: :cheer: yay!!
more soon please!!! :thumbsup:
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this is great!!here comes dennis!lol more sn xx :cheer: :D
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Love this story so far. Please keep going, it's great.
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sorry it took some time i was busy. I'm trying to move the story along so it may seem to miss bits. here it is.
After the initial shock had worn off sharon was just confused. How could they have a brother and not know about him it just didnt make sense. Vicki explaned how she had found him and the search began.
To start with sharon thought they might never find him and warned vicki not to get her hopes up but inside she was bubbling with curiosity. What did he look like? Where had he been? Did he know about them? All questions that could only be answered by him. And so they kept on looking. The hardest part was the tiny feeling tugging at sharons heart that mabye she didnt want to meet him after all technically he wasnt her brother and what if vicki liked him better that her after he was her brother.
Just as they felt like giving up they found him. They were finally going to meet him. Admitidly his mothers funeral wasnt the best meeting place in the world but they were meeting him...finally.
As they stood waiting for him sharon nervously stared at the ground and was once again filled with guilty feelings of not actually wanting to meet him. And so as sharon worried and stared at her shoes her 'brother' walked over and sharons first glimse of him was his feet. The black leather shone up at her as she slowly raised her head following the line of his sleek mourning suit until her eyes met with his. Sharon sucked in at the air in surprise and was speechless. Fortunatly for her vicki was never speechless.
Vicki: Hi, I'm so glad to finally meet you you have no idea how long we've been looking. Oh listen to me getting carried away im vicki and this is my sister. Well our sister i suppose.
Dennis looked at her he seemed to be running things over in his head
Dennis:My, our sister?
Vicki: Yup dad,den adopted her when she was three she's the only sibling ive ever known, well until you.
Vicki heard herself babbling and shut up. Sharon's eyes were fixed on dennis she couldnt believe it was him. She felt vicki give her a sharp jab it the ribs with her elbow and took it as the cue for introductions. She smiled awkwardly and held out her hand.
Sharon: Hi, my names sharon, nice to meet you.
She swallowed hard as dennis took her hand
Dennis: No the pleasures all mine. I'm dennis
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will write more soon will try get to present in next 4 posts
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here it is
The next couple of months were hard for sharon. She pretended she was getting to know dennis for the first time and he for some reason went along with it.
As she got to know him she realised he wsnt so bad after all deep down although on the surface he was exactly how she had thought. A womaniser and a bit of a thug. The strange thing was whenever he came home after a night with a woman although he would make some cocky remark to vicki he would always shut up and look guilty when he saw sharon.
Eventually the two of them began to just ignore eachother. Sharon came to realise she would never see him as her brother and was content to just have vicki for a sister and to be honest dennis couldnt care less half the time whether sharon was his sister or not. The two of them just drifted along without ever mentioning that they had already met until one night when sharon found that for some unknown reason she couldnt sleep. Quietly so's not to wake vicki she crept towards the kitchen and was startled to find dennis sat at the table. His eyes were bleary and sharon could smell the coffee from his mug. She poured herself a coffee and took the seat opposite dennis. He nodded his head at her before peering back into his coffe cup. And so they sat in silence until dennis could take it no longer.
Dennis: Do you...ever...no it doesnt matter you probably dont remember.
Sharon: What dont i remember, do i what?
Dennis: Do you ever think about before in America?
Sharon sat once again speechless in his presence.
Sharon: To be honest, I try not to.
Dennis: oh right yeah of course. Dennis garbled out
Sharon: I mean when i think what nearly happened...
Dennis interupted.
Dennis: Yeah i mean your my...my sister.
Sharon: Yeah im your sister an your my brother and neither of us could have predicted that.
Sharons eyes were wide and she desperatly wanted the conversation to end.
Dennis: No,no of course not... right night then.
And with that dennis got up and went to bed without even finishing his coffee leaving sharon alone with her thoughts and the two of them never spoke about America again.
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here it is im doing my best lol
Trying to get to present day asap so might miss bits
After that night things started to get easier for the two of them. They had talked about what happened ,or more to the point what nearly happened, in america so they both knew that the other wasnt going to bring it up at an unexpected moment.
And so they grew closer. Sharon had her family around her and dennis had vicki and...well he wasnt too keen on the idea of sharon being his sister. Sometimes she would catch him looking at her and it would be more than brotherly love in his eyes. But then part of her would feel the same and sharon found herself thinking that if she could never accept him as her brother anyway then why didnt she just go for it.
Vicki, thats why. If it all went wrong dennis could leave and vicki would blame sharon leaving her with nobody as ironic as it was she couldnt afford to love him because she couldnt afford to lose him and part of her expected that she would lose him after all she didnt believe in happy endings anymore.
So as it turned out it was dennis that took the first step one eventful night in september almost two years ago. They argued and he confessed his love but her inability to believe in a happy future prevented her from doing the same and so with a heavy heart and anger in his eyes he headed for the door...thanks to her he didnt walk out of it :wub:
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:cheer: great scrpit!!wahay - "that night" lol more sn xxx
