So, a little while ago I posted a picture of Annettes new dog that my friend dragonite09 got for me with a continuation of a story that he had started based around him giving the dog to Annette.
That story actually being a continuation of a previous story that he had written before that.
In both stories, either by myself or dragonite09, there was a mentioning of a specific thing ... And I've refused to further the story for sake of having to face this specific obstacle ...
That said, I want to be able to enjoy roleplay type stories with Annette again, so I NEED to face this and move past it. This picture and the story below are how I intend to do that.
So, with that explained, I do hope you understand that this is mainly a venting/personal thing and that, even though it will touch on something that actually happened, I don't want anyone trying to take this and use it against anyone else...
K, now that that's all out there.... on to the story ....
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It was late, the cold night air nipping at Annettes nose as the wind caused the wet trails of tears that flowed down her cheeks to burn. Her mind was a flurry of confusion, frustration, anger and agony as she stepped up onto the front step of her brothers house, clinging to the sleeping furry ball in her arms. How did this all go so wrong... ? She knew she had been expecting something to happen. There had been hints here and there, but she had been assured it was nothing and to not worry about it so, foolishly, she listened and trusted in those words.
Taking a long shaky breath, Annette reached out her arm and knocked on the door, holding to her puppy again as she shivered in the chill of the breeze. The frigged quiet darkness around her was suddenly enveloped with a soft glow as the warmth of the home in front of her washed over her cheeks and she heard a cheerful voice.
"Annette! Hey, sissy! I was just thi-...."
He stopped abruptly, his cheerful tone suddenly changing to one of a soft concern.
".... what happened? Are you alright...?"
Nothing... she said not a word as she tried to figure out what to say. There was so much to talk about, so many things that had happened, and then there was that ONE thing... the one part of her night she had wanted to pretend didn't happen. She continued to look at the ground, refusing to look him in the eye, as she felt the warmth of a jacket draping over her shoulders, glancing over at her arm to see it covered with his jacket as she tried to compose herself, sniffing back her tears and slipping her arms into the jacket.
"Annette .... tell me what's going on... Why are you carrying Theo? And where's Jok?"
Her lip started to quiver at his question as her eyes overflowed with tears.
"He - .... he left me.... I don't know- ..... was I too harsh on him? .... Maybe-.... Maybe I was too demanding. I tried to give him enough space ... but maybe I just- ..... Did I talk too much? Or or, was I not affectionate enough with him...? What if..."
Her eyes snapped open as she looked up at James standing in the doorway, her tears flowing down her cheeks.
"James .... what if ... I just wasn't good enough ...? What if he couldn't deal with me ... because I wasn't enough .... ?"
She watched the dragons face turned from concern into a frown as he stepped outside and picked her up carrying her inside.
"Annette, if he thinks you're not enough that's his loss and it makes him look stupid. I watched you with him. You loved him so much, I could tell. He made you happy."
"And I tried to make HIM happy, but I failed, James .... I failed to make him happy and he left. I wasn't good enough... "
She heard the dragon let out a deep huff through his nostrils as he set her down on the couch, covering her up in a blanket. The couch was huge, dragon sized, and tiny Annette could probably swim in huge blanket, but she didn't make any jokes. The lack of comment struck James as a bit odd as he sighed and handed her a "small" cushion from the couch.
Annette curled up in a ball, taking the large pillow and placing it under her head as she set the small ball of fluff in her arms down on the couch beside her. Theo, waking, lazily looked up at her and cocked his head to a side, letting out a soft whimper as she waddled over and plopped down in front of her face, pushing his fluffy little body up against her cheek and licked her nose.
Reaching out, she gave theo a soft pat before turning her face in toward the pillow more as Theo inched his way into the blankets and pushed his nose under her arm, pressing himself into her chest where she held him close to her.
"Annette ... are you ok...?"
"I- .... I'll be ok .... "
"... Hmph..... Alright, you wait right there. I have to go take care of somethin-"
"James... Please... don't kill him. I know you're protective ... and you don't like seeing me hurt ... but PLEASE ... don't-"
"I won't kill him." He interrupted. "Don't worry, you just get some rest and I'll be back in a minute."
She nodded into the pillow, curling up more with Theo still in her arms. Between the exhaustion she felt from crying soo much, the weakness she felt from the crippling depression she felt pressing down on her, and the warmth of the blanket and the fuzzy heater in her arms, Annette soon found herself falling asleep in the silence of James's house as he closed the door behind himself.
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Alright, yea, it was a sad story this time... and I'm sorry for the feels if you happened to of read all that... But it had to be done.
But, the good news is, now there can be more stories with Annette and maybe some more art to go along with it.
>.<
Anywho, that's it.
Thanks for reading, if you did.
If you'd like to read more, dragonite09 wrote a part 2.
Part 2 >>
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