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From My Past Part 17 - Deacon
I knew it was her. I knew it when I met her, in 54 BC. The rest of the soldiers I was in charge of were coming back to Greece after another battle. I saw her walking across a cobblestone road with a rather large brown vase in her hands. It was like her heart had beckoned to me and I answered its call. I fell to my knees in front of her, ready to give her my world and everything I had. To my dismay, the look on her face was of one of pure annoyance. She called me every name under the sun and basically told me I was being an idiot for falling to my knees. Then immediately told me to meet her at the fountain in one of the town squares in the dead of night. When I met her there under the bright moonlight her eyes glowed from the light shining down on her. Her hair long and clightly curly and it hung to the side. Her white gown draping over her body just perfectly. We spoke all night about what we were. To find out Agapitos was extremely rare and sometimes our Agapitos was not an immort
From My Past Part 18 - Deacon
It was early in the morning I remember and it was about mid 1850s. At that moment of the day that I can clearly remember we were laying naked in a pasture a few miles out of town. We had just made love for the first time in this era and we were breathing heavily next to each other.We were a scandal in our small part of the town. Her father had tried to force her to marry a man in town and she of course wanted nothing to do with it. The moment she fought the arranged marriage, is the moment she started to seek me out. She was leaving at all times of the night and searching through small towns that surrounded her. We found each other in a market of all places in one of those small towns. She was bartering a local baker about some bread and I walked up beside her. At first I didn't even realize who she was until she turned to look at me. My heart beat uncontrollably. I was enthralled with her beauty once again.Our eyes met and we were overcome with joy. We made sure to carefully plan o
From My Past Chapter 19 - Stephanie
Chloris stood to the side as she brought out a small book with leather binding. I tried to get a good look at it but was distracted by her dress. it almost looked like the greens and blues of her dress were moving slowly. She was the most odd looking person I had ever met. Her white fluffy hair was long and almost to her waist. She had quick hands and her eyes were full of kindness and concern. I looked over at Deacon who stood in the corner. He stared long and hard at what was going on before his eyes finally landed on me. I couldn't decipher the look in his eyes but I didn't like it. I wanted him smiling at me, not looking at me like he was going to lose me. I smiled softly at me as he quickly came to me and kissed my forehead."Come back to me." his words came out so soft I wasn't even sure if that's what he said. But I knew it was. I wasn't whole. I wasn't who he thought I should be. I should at least try. Maybe I will remember and be able to break this curse that was placed amo
From My Past Part 1 - Deacon
She was and is my world.My end all be all.My sun. My moon. My stars.My agapitós.My beloved.I have never had enough time with her. But is there anything as enough time with the one that your soul is bound to till the end of time?Every century I find her and then I lose her. It's different every time. Train accident, childbirth, animal attack, war, famine, etc.I see it happen every time. Another piece of myself ripped from myself as she dies.And there is absolutely nothing I ca
From My Past Part 2 - Stephanie
Deacon. God that man made my body light up like a Christmas show.Deacon made me feel things all over my entire body.Things I don't think I have ever felt in my entire existence. When he grabbed my hand it was like an instant tether to him. There was absolutely no going back to anything I had before the moment I met him.When I walked away from him my body was screaming to go back. For once, even my conscience agreed. Hearts and minds are never in agreement either. Especially mine, but my body unfortunately kept moving out the door.Why did I feel like I knew him? He looked so familiar and so did the guy walking in as I was leaving. I had to have seen them somewhere, this town is too small to not know everyone.I stared up at the stars in the sky outside of the Mexican restaurant. I wanted to go back in and shake him and ask why I felt this way towards him, but I was a complete and utter chicken shit. Plus that would definitely put me in the psycho stalker region of a relationship.I
From My Past Part 3 - Deacon
Deacons POVIt was Friday and I was patiently awaiting the time to get off work and pick her up.My mind raced all week. I had found her. My everything.I can't believe I was about to leave this town. If I did I would have never seen her.I sighed as I sat in my office chair. I swiveled around staring at the front door to the carpentry shop I had owned over the years. A few of us immortals switched in and out over time always making things for the local community.I just finished a dinner table that sat 12. A family that just built a house needed a huge table. It only took me 2 weeks but it was a beautiful table. Made out of a tree that they had cut down at their old house.The doorbell rang as a few of the members of that family bounded in to the office.Upon noticing them I realized I recognized a couple of them. They were part of her family."Hey young man." The Uncle, I presumed, came up to me and shook my hand. A young man came in after him."Hey. You're the guy from the restauran
From My Past Part 4 - Stephanie
The restaurant was beautiful and here I sat a bundle of nerves. I felt hot. Was I sweating? Oh please don't let my deodorant fail me now. But as for Deacon. He looked like a tall glass of sweet tea on a hot late July day. In other terms he looked amazing sitting across from me. I couldn't keep his eyes off of him when he showed up at my door. The way his jeans fit his ass so perfectly and his gray v-neck molded his chest and arms to the point where I have actually mistaken him for a Greek God. I take a look around the restaurant to try and calm my nerves before the food gets here. I can feel his eyes on me as I stare at a mural of a vineyard in Italy. Oh, I see food coming out. Please let it be our food. My stomach rumbles loudly to my embarrassment. Deacon smirks at me and pulls my chair closer to his. I'm so close I'm almost on top of him. At this point it probably wouldn't be a bad idea in all honesty. Anthony set down 6 plates of food for us to eat. They were filled with past
From My Past Part 5 Deacon
I can't help but watch her from afar. I knew she would be hanging out with her friends, but unlike her friends, she hates shopping. So I knew they would be at the local outlet mall. Which is another reason I picked this restaurant to talk to Axel, Aaron, and Beatrix about everything going on. Even after our make out session at The Point where we almost dry humped each other like 15 year olds on the table, I still couldn't think straight. It frustrates me to no end. I run my hands through my hair as my elbows meet the hard metal table outside on the restaurant patio. They will be here in a minute and I need to get my anger under control before they sense it. I see the moppy heads of Axel and Aaron as a cute redhead comes running at me first. Beatrix is Axel's agapitos. Her nickname is Bea though. She hates her full name. When they found each other they realized what they were and have never had the problems Stephanie and I do. Her arms squeezed me as I hugged her back. She was like
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From My Past Chapter 19 - Stephanie
Chloris stood to the side as she brought out a small book with leather binding. I tried to get a good look at it but was distracted by her dress. it almost looked like the greens and blues of her dress were moving slowly. She was the most odd looking person I had ever met. Her white fluffy hair was long and almost to her waist. She had quick hands and her eyes were full of kindness and concern. I looked over at Deacon who stood in the corner. He stared long and hard at what was going on before his eyes finally landed on me. I couldn't decipher the look in his eyes but I didn't like it. I wanted him smiling at me, not looking at me like he was going to lose me. I smiled softly at me as he quickly came to me and kissed my forehead."Come back to me." his words came out so soft I wasn't even sure if that's what he said. But I knew it was. I wasn't whole. I wasn't who he thought I should be. I should at least try. Maybe I will remember and be able to break this curse that was placed amo
From My Past Part 18 - Deacon
It was early in the morning I remember and it was about mid 1850s. At that moment of the day that I can clearly remember we were laying naked in a pasture a few miles out of town. We had just made love for the first time in this era and we were breathing heavily next to each other.We were a scandal in our small part of the town. Her father had tried to force her to marry a man in town and she of course wanted nothing to do with it. The moment she fought the arranged marriage, is the moment she started to seek me out. She was leaving at all times of the night and searching through small towns that surrounded her. We found each other in a market of all places in one of those small towns. She was bartering a local baker about some bread and I walked up beside her. At first I didn't even realize who she was until she turned to look at me. My heart beat uncontrollably. I was enthralled with her beauty once again.Our eyes met and we were overcome with joy. We made sure to carefully plan o
From My Past Part 17 - Deacon
I knew it was her. I knew it when I met her, in 54 BC. The rest of the soldiers I was in charge of were coming back to Greece after another battle. I saw her walking across a cobblestone road with a rather large brown vase in her hands. It was like her heart had beckoned to me and I answered its call. I fell to my knees in front of her, ready to give her my world and everything I had. To my dismay, the look on her face was of one of pure annoyance. She called me every name under the sun and basically told me I was being an idiot for falling to my knees. Then immediately told me to meet her at the fountain in one of the town squares in the dead of night. When I met her there under the bright moonlight her eyes glowed from the light shining down on her. Her hair long and clightly curly and it hung to the side. Her white gown draping over her body just perfectly. We spoke all night about what we were. To find out Agapitos was extremely rare and sometimes our Agapitos was not an immort
From My Past Part 16 - Deacon
"You ready to talk yet?" she asked me and I nodded, grabbed her hand, and walked out the back door to the porch. The dogs were playing outside under the moonlight. Evangeline had left after the last phone call from the Council because now things needed to be put into action to try and fix whats wrong. But we needed some other people to help out to see if we could find out what was wrong with her. I could see her thoughts churning in her head as she came out back with me. I tried to pull her to me as we say on the porch but she sat in her own seat and sighed softly as our friends surrounded us. "Ok guys. I need answers. I don't want vague details and talk of thousands of years ago because I don't think I could stand another headache. I want answers on to what the hell is going on." she explained trying to remain calm but her voice was shaking at the end. "Did Deacon explain what an agapitos is?" Bridgette asked and she nodded her head looking at me. She had to feel the pull, other
From My Past Part 15 - Stephanie
Bridgette stands next to me in the kitchen as I try to breathe and count down. Trying to calm my nerves and not flip my shit in front of everyone in this house. There has to be a logical explanation for this woman in my house. I didn't want to be stuffed into a room with 6 people, the dogs, and then me. I needed to breathe for a second and not be around everything. I open the fridge to grab myself a beer and when I close the fridge door I scream loudly. The goddess lady from outside was standing right there. "Hello Stephanie." she said brightly. Fuck she even sounds like a goddess. "Hi." I said evenly and raised an eyebrow. "Oh! I'm so sorry my name is Evangeline." she said smiling. Her perfect teeth showed an honest smile. "Ok." I said wondering why she was coming to talk to me and why she couldn't just stay out there. I took a long swig of the beer in my hand knowing I would need another in about 2 minutes. Especially if she kept talking to me. "I am apart of the Council tha
From My Past Part 14 - Stephanie
After he left I felt sort of numb from the lack of his presence. I wanted to bask in his presence at every chance I get. Not to sit on the sidelines, and wait for him to notice that I'm not happy that he left me here. I should have said something and just gone with him. Now I sound crazy, I barely know this man and I feel like I would go to the ends of the Earth and back for him. I feel insane that I have already told him I loved him, I'm taking care of his dog, and I even spent the weekend with him. Isn't this going too fast? Am I overthinking it? Probably, but its what I do. I am constantly overthinking everything. I'm actually driving myself insane by just sitting here and thinking about when he will be coming back. I have heated up my coffee 3 times in an effort to try and finish my first cup of the morning. Hell, Its already noon but I didn't sleep last night. Deacon said its probably for only a day but a huge storm rolled in to New York as soon as they left. But something a
From My Past Part 13 - Deacon
"Many times my love." I whisper as I cup hers face in my hands. Her frown met my smile and I was utterly confused. "Many many times, but this time. This time will be my most treasured time of all." I added quickly, but her facial features made me think I said something wrong. Her eyes dropped to the ground at my admission. My eyebrows furrowed as my fingers rubbed down her cheeks. "What did I say wrong?" I asked thoroughly confused. "Nothing. I-I hope she-she makes you very happy." She whispered hoarsely before stepping back. Oh no. "My love. No." I started as she shook her head. "It's ok. I just can't be the other woman. I'm not that type of girl. I should be someone's first choice." Her voice breaking. "You are her." I said over her mumbling something else as she looked up at me. "Huh?" She asked and her shoulders dropped. "You are my Agapitos." I whisper to her. "How can you be sure?" She asked her eyebrow raised. Clearly not believing me with the bit of attitude that came
From My Past Part 12 - Stephanie
I didn't want to stay in this house. But a freaking ride home was over 500 bucks and that was on the low end. No ride share service eshould charge that much when the driver only gets the tip. No way in the hell would I ever pay that much anyway. It's more expensive then a plane ride. But I also couldn't be here. He left over 2 hours ago. He would be back by now right? Or did he really just leave me for real? I waited on him this whole time and I know he is going to come back to come get his stuff. Maybe he would come back and be hungry? I should order some food so when he does come home we can eat and talk. Hopefully he will be a lot calmer. That fight was insane. Right?! Or am I over reacting? I have a tendency to do that but I could swear he said he didn't want this or was trying to get the point across that he didn't want this. Maybe he said it incorrectly? Fuck I need to stop. But he also said some stuff that didn't make sense. Like the whole "we" thing. Who is "we" and why do
From My Past Part 11 - Deacon
She was in my arms and our day was going perfect. Our breakfast had been like our souls joining even more and then our walk back when she laughed and smiled up at me. The sun hitting her dark brown hair giving the illusion it had red streaks. Her freckles standing out even more on her cheeks and across her nose. Small freckles on her shoulders and trailing down her arms. We had sat outside at breakfast and shared our food in silence yet again. She shared her comments with me about people passing by or the birds in the air. But I couldn't care less because my attention was on her the entire time. How she was almost mine. Almost the girl from all those centuries ago. But she still wasn't quite mine yet. She was, but since she didn't remember she still wasn't the girl I have loved throughout these centuries. The girl I died inside a little at a time knowing that I couldn't be with her fully if she didn't remember. I knew she would start feeling a certain way after a while but after brea
