The one whose emotions I can’t feel is the one who makes me feel the most.
I was a sensitive, at least that’s what I was told by the boy who saved me from the overwhelming emotions that consumed my soul, the boy who saved me from myself when my gift became stronger. Through the years, he was my redemption, my reason to take my next breath…then, he was gone.
Jensen always told me I was strong, but I didn’t believe him until I was forced to be strong on my own, and I kept breathing without him. I’ve taken forty-two million breaths since the moment he sent me away. Now, four years later, he’s standing in front of me, and I can barely breathe.
This isn’t just a story about the abilities I possess; it’s a story about something much stronger…the love of the man who possesses every part of me.
***Disclaimer – Feel is intended for readers 18+ due to strong language, mature scenes, and some violence.
***Due to strong language, this excerpt is intended for readers 18+***
Excerpts of Jensen and Saige’s powerful love story.
I reach for her, but she jerks her hand away, the action feeling like a punch to my gut. Softening my voice, I shove my hands inside my pockets, forcing myself not to grab her, pull her towards me, and make her understand as I explain, “I’m not trying to own you, Saige. I’m trying to set you free!”
Saige looks at me for a few seconds, her eyes a haunting mix of vulnerability and determination. For one brief moment, she looks as if she might cry. That moment passes, and a smile curves the corners of her tortured lips as she leans in so close to me, I can smell the soft scent of lilac and mandarin on her skin as she whispers, “Bullshit.”
“I’ve never lied to you, Saige! Not once!” Anger spills into my words and seems to permeate her dark eyes, making them burn with pain and rage.
“You never lied to me?” Saige laughs bitterly. “I used to watch the clock every day, praying for the seconds to tick by faster so I could be with you. When I was with you, nothing else mattered; the only people who existed, the only damn feeling that existed, was us! You made me feel free. I loved watching you play Superman and try so hard to obtain some form of power so you could be a hero, like him, but, to me, you were a hero. You were my hero, my Superman! Then, one day you just stopped talking about him; you changed, but you never stopped being my hero…until the day you had them send me away.”
“You know why I did that! I sent you away to protect you, Saige,” I yell, raking my hands roughly through my hair, trying to expel the guilt and pain. “I’ve never stopped protecting you…never.”
The hurt in her eyes kills me, and I step closer to her, slowly running a strand of her hair through my fingers. “And, what do you think of me now, Saige?” I ask, needing her to understand, to know that I never stopped loving her, and desperately needing her absolution.
Her eyes fill with tears as she takes a step away from me. The sadness in her voice rips through my soul, “Fuck Superman.”
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