"Georgia...Love....Where are you?" - Michael spoke in a half awake state as he felt the other side of the bed empty, his hand ran through the silky sheets, trying to feel something more gentle and tender then silk, Georgia's soft and innocent skin. Michael's left hand ran through the sheets like wind through the clouds, moving it and scattering trying to find what it seeks. But no luck, she was not there, gone like rose petals after a long summer trying to find their peace in the everlasting darkness of the night. Michael rose his torso and sat onto the bed, sheets embracing his body from the waist down. The touch of the silk reminded him of Georgia's gentle hands touching him wherever they are permitted to go. Michael closed his eyes, and imagined her lying behind him, embracing his chest with her warm hands and rubbing his muscles with her fiery touch. But then it hit him, Georgia is not here, the bed is empty without her, and Michael's heart is a dark night without an end without her. He quickly dropped his legs on the cold floor, blood flew through them but with no use, the ice freezing floor grazed his feet, but Michael didn't care. He stood up, glancing his eyes around the room, trying to find his love, trying to see if there is any clue on where she might have gone.
But her not being around Michael was not easy on him, his heart quickly fell into the fiery abyss of pain, and his mind was being drawn into sorrow, "Angel?! This isn't funny!" - Michael shouted in hopes a response will come, trying to keep his voice calm, not to scare Georgia if she is indeed here somewhere. A loud echo returned, but no voice sweet as a summer breeze came. Michael stomped around the house, jumping three steps at a time while running to the floor above. Nothing, only a cold night that the stars on the sky enlightened through the small window. Michael was standing there staring through the windows having nothing but his underwear on. The moonlight reflected on his body as drops of sweat could be seen reflecting on the window. With haste he rushed down to the first floor, now noticing the front door open, and the cold endless night awaiting him outside. He somehow knew his love was out there, and without thinking, driven by instinct and feelings he ran outside, "Georgiaaaa!! Where are you!? Answer me please!" - Michael screamed from the top of his lungs, then continuing whispering, "I cannot live without you. Now that you entered my life, I can't stand losing you." - A tear rolled down his face, "I love you!!!!" - Michael shouted once again, in hopes she could hear him.
"I am here! Come quickly!" - A silent voice, prettier then the stars of the night came running with the wind and Michael knew where she was. Michael ran towards the voice as it was guiding him. His heart burned with passion and love, nothing more does he love in this world then his Angel that came flying into his life, hoping never to leave again. The night of passion the two shared is something Michael never felt before in his life and the feelings, kisses, hugs, and emotions the two experienced together will never be forgotten. Michael was running towards the hill where the two danced in the rain, where he kissed her for the first time, and where she flew him into heaven on her wings. At the top of the hill, with wet hair and her night gown hugging her body, she turned around to see Michael running towards her and smiled at him. Michael looked up to her, and returned the smile, but then the night behind her opened and began pulling her. The demon of the night, a phantom from the underworld came for her, and with a loud scream that roared like thunder she was taken away from Michael even faster then she came into his life.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" - Michael screamed as he woke up in his bed. Georgia was lying next to him, now woken up by his loud scream. Georgia rose up a little, holding the silky sheets over her breasts she hugged Michael knowing of the horrors he must have dreamt about, "What is it sweety?" - She asked him rubbing his back with her warm hand, and opening her sky blue eyes to him. Michael looked at her, thinking of all the pain and suffering both of them had to do through. Is it possible for them to be happy, to get what they deserve, peace, and love. Michael's love for Georgia was to great to be undone, and he will protect her with his life if need be for there is nothing more in the universe he cares about more. Michael looked into her blue eyes, pain is what could be seen in them, but happiness also, "I....I thought I've lost you." - Michael said as he embraced her in her arms, making her feel safe, and that is all he needed in this cruel world, "I'm right here." - Georgia said and covered him with her sheet and closed her eyes, placing her head on his chest, their bodies once again warming each other.
Georgia ran her finger across his chest, her soft fingertips soothing his troubled thoughts. Her breathing was gentle, Michael gripped her a little tighter, glad to feel her touch.
She purred gently, shifting herself up next to him. She kissed him again,
"Love you" she whispered, "Ready for round two?"
Georgia giggled, placing herself above him, her brown locks tickling his chest as she kissed him,
"Round two?" he questioned, his blood vacating his primary functions for other places,
He returned ths kiss, his hands wandering down to her waist...