An Anita ficlette for the Ficlette Fiasco II. (master list found here)
Title: Sometimes
Characters: Anita
Disclaimer: All Anita Blake characters belong to Laurell K. Hamilton. I am only borrowing them for a short while and am receiving nothing.
Rating: Very PG
Author's Note: For an anonymous individual. S/He wanted something about Anita's fiance (you know the one) coming to town to do some business, but I wanted to write an intorspective piece instead. Maybe I'll write that business one day ;)
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I think about him sometimes, still. My fiance from college, with his blond hair and soft hands. He'd been all I thought I wanted then. Something safe. Like that everyone else had.
When his mother freaked on finding out my mother was Mexican, and he dumped me, I thought I was broken, as if I'd never be happy again. I'd been so close to the dream or a white picket fence, two kids, only to have it ruined by who I was.
It was only years later that I realized it hadn't been what I wanted at all. Sure, it might look good on paper, and it was a hell of a good excuse when Jason or Jean-Claude or anyone started poking at my relationship issues, but it was impossible. He wouldn't have been able to deal with my job, with my raising zombies, or with the police work. He'd have asked me to stop, then he'd have demanded I stop. I can't stop raising the dead or using my abilities to try and save lives. It's not who I am. It's not what I am.
Now, I wake up pressed between Micah and Nathaniel, their naked bodies keeping me warm on even the coldest of nights. I go on dates with Asher and Jean-Claude, them enjoying each other as much as they do me. My wereleopards love coming over to the house and watching bad movies with me. Even Richard and I have come to some sort of a truce, one that keeps him in my bed more often than not.
Looking back on that college trauma, I know now it was for the best. If I'd gotten married back then, I'd never have met Jean-Claude, or Richard, or any of my guys. I have a family now, and I never knew I wanted it until I got it.
...fin
Title: Sometimes
Characters: Anita
Disclaimer: All Anita Blake characters belong to Laurell K. Hamilton. I am only borrowing them for a short while and am receiving nothing.
Rating: Very PG
Author's Note: For an anonymous individual. S/He wanted something about Anita's fiance (you know the one) coming to town to do some business, but I wanted to write an intorspective piece instead. Maybe I'll write that business one day ;)
I think about him sometimes, still. My fiance from college, with his blond hair and soft hands. He'd been all I thought I wanted then. Something safe. Like that everyone else had.
When his mother freaked on finding out my mother was Mexican, and he dumped me, I thought I was broken, as if I'd never be happy again. I'd been so close to the dream or a white picket fence, two kids, only to have it ruined by who I was.
It was only years later that I realized it hadn't been what I wanted at all. Sure, it might look good on paper, and it was a hell of a good excuse when Jason or Jean-Claude or anyone started poking at my relationship issues, but it was impossible. He wouldn't have been able to deal with my job, with my raising zombies, or with the police work. He'd have asked me to stop, then he'd have demanded I stop. I can't stop raising the dead or using my abilities to try and save lives. It's not who I am. It's not what I am.
Now, I wake up pressed between Micah and Nathaniel, their naked bodies keeping me warm on even the coldest of nights. I go on dates with Asher and Jean-Claude, them enjoying each other as much as they do me. My wereleopards love coming over to the house and watching bad movies with me. Even Richard and I have come to some sort of a truce, one that keeps him in my bed more often than not.
Looking back on that college trauma, I know now it was for the best. If I'd gotten married back then, I'd never have met Jean-Claude, or Richard, or any of my guys. I have a family now, and I never knew I wanted it until I got it.
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Date: 2005-09-18 06:38 pm (UTC)