Look what @metallee got me for Christmas! Don’t worry, it came earlier but it got sent to my house while I was away at school and I just got home. It’s so cute, thank you so much Alyssa, I love you! ♡ 😙
Okay, maybe not that long…but this has been in my inbox for soooo long… but I finally decided to write it and MAN! I’ve missed writing Gutair…I feel like I’ve learned a little more about Gudrun since I last wrote her? But it’s also been so long since I’ve written her or Bay that it was a challenge to write them again…but it was fun too! I hope you like it!!!
“I never meant to hurt you.”
The words rang around in Gudrun’s head. Words that she had
wanted to hear for so long, but words that she couldn’t believe, couldn’t let
herself believe. Bhatair had her so much, he had torn apart her life. And now
he was back. He was here in her life again. It was something she had dreamed about,
had imagined so many times. It had helped keep her sane in some horrible way.
But now he was here, actually here. And the pain in her chest - pain she had
lived with for years - weighed her down. He hadn’t meant to hurt her, but he
His voice filled her ears again. A voice she had never
thought she would hear again. Against her better judgement, she glanced up at
him. He was so different than when she had last seen him. His hair was white,
there was a weight in his step, scars that bordered on unnatural. But it was
“It still hurt.” Gudrun could barely hear her own voice, but
he must have heard it because his gaze dropped to the ground.
“I know…” Bhatair’s voice trailed off, then he stepped
Gudrun’s first instinct was to step back, her mind telling
her not to trust him again. But her heart – even broken and bruised – still cared
about him. So her feet stayed put.
His hand gently wrapped around hers. “I know I don’t deserve
a second chance, but if you could give me one…I promise I won’t mess it up
again.” His other hand reached up and brushed a strand of hair out of her face,
only to rest on her jaw. “Please, Gudrun.”
Closing her eyes, Gudrun savored his touch. For a moment,
she was a teenager again - eager, full of love and hope. She knew she might
regret this. He could break her again. But she knew she if she didn’t then she
would always wonder what might’ve happened.
Then his arms wrapped around her and she found herself burying
her head in his chest, letting her pain be soothed by his presence. Regret may
come, but for now, he was here, and that was enough.