5 March 2013

Tuesday's Tales - prompt 'green'


Working to this week's Tuesday's Tales prompt of 'green' I am continuing with a short snippet from the piece I started two weeks ago of my current WIP. ( I still haven't discovered the heroine's name yet - hence the 'she'.)

When she woke Tyler had taken her parents’ place at her bedside. Patches of bruised blue beneath his eyes advertised his lack of sleep, while his dark green shirt told her he’d been home and changed since he’d rescued her. And, she noticed, that although he looked straight at her, it hadn’t registered yet that she was awake and studying his face.

“Hi.” Shyness robbed her of the words she wanted say. The sharpening of Tyler’s eyes, the worry that clouded them, she saw it all.

The warmth of his hand clasping hers travelled up her arm and into her heart and then she remembered and tried to pull her hand away.

His smile, so soft, so gentle and so full of understanding joined the warmth surrounding her heart. A heart that had gone into overdrive.

“She’s gone,” Tyler said.

“Gone?” She tried to refocus her attention on his words rather than what he was doing to her emotions. "Who? What?"

“Rachel,” he said.  “She’s gone, as are four other girls involved in the attack on you.

“Oh!” Relief roared through her. She could admit, even to herself now, the thought of returning to school had terrified her nearly as much as the prospect of losing Tyler.  But, she looked away and back again, perhaps she hadn’t lost him after all.

“No,” he said, and she watched him trace a pattern on the back of her hand with his thumb. “I love you. You don’t get rid of me that easily.”

Her world righted itself and she relished the warmth of his fingers curled round hers and smiled at her parents as they entered the room before turning to gaze into Tyler’s eyes.

“I’m glad,” she said “because, without you, my world just wouldn’t be right.”  Leaning up, she touched his lips with a gentle finger; turned to her parents she reached out with her other hand.

“I’m so sorry I said all those horrible things, I didn’t mean them.”

“We know.” Her mother came to the side of the bed and rested her hand over the one now clasped in Tyler’s, while her father beamed at them all from where he stood propped up against the door.
 
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16 comments:

Fiona Druce said...

That is soo sweet :)

An Open Book said...

What a tender moment. Emotional and perfect

Jean Joachim said...

I love this piece. Your sensitive descriptions of small details and actions paint an understated emotional scene. I can feel it all without being hit over the head. Beautifully done. I hope to read more of these two.

SherryGLoag said...

:-) Thanks Fiona, I appreciate your kind words.

SherryGLoag said...

An Open Book, I'm delighted you enjoyed this. Thanks for coming by. :-)

SherryGLoag said...

:-) Jean, I wrote quite a bit for last week but fogot to post it up :-(, I'm glad this bit works for you.

triciaandersen said...

This was so sweet and perfect. The fact that Tyler rescued her and is now taking care of her along with the apology to her parents - very well done!

Davee said...

I really felt the emotion in this scene. I could picture myself in the room. :)

SherryGLoag said...

Thanks tricia, I'm glad you enjoyed it.

SherryGLoag said...

Davee, thank you for your kind words.

Tai Vicari said...

Tyler is a true gentleman. I like the description of how his touch made her heart go into overdrive. So much emotion.

Iris B said...

Glad it was a misunderstanding .... I loved the dialogue between them.

SherryGLoag said...

:-) Thanks Tai, I'm glad you enjoyed it.

SherryGLoag said...

Iris :-) Thanks for coming by.

Lindsay said...

Such a romantic scene

SherryGLoag said...

:-) Thanks Lindsay