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From Mountains to Lone Stars

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"I want you to be comfortable," I said, holding my girl against my chest. I could feel her chest shudder as tears landed on my shirt. I had never seen her like this. Maverick was the most resilient person I had ever met. If people knew everything she had gone through, they would see the same strong woman I did. She was absolutely amazing.

My hands gently stroked her hair and back. There was so much more I wanted to say, but I knew she just needed silence. She had just revealed so much to me; things she had apparently told no one. It made me feel special to be the one she told. It made me feel unique that she trusted me that much.

As we sat there, I thought about her life. It probably wasn't the best thing for me to do, but I wanted to care for her. I wanted to help her in anyway that I could and that meant I needed to process her life.

Maverick had a fairly normal childhood. I mean as normal as she could have had. Things changed though in 2007. To be perfectly fair, everyone's life had changed in 2007. When the housing market crash and recession hit, people lost a lot. Her father got laid off. They went from a family making six figures of combined income to a family where her mother had to work three jobs to have insurance. Suffice to say, Maverick's dad changed after that.

He started to drink more which wasn't good given all the health issues he had. Her father had had a heart attack, gall bladder surgery, colon cancer, diabetes, a stroke, gout. The list seemed endless and then he added alcoholism on the list.

In high school, Maverick didn't really have too many issues until an injury to her knee took her out of soccer. Then she got a stalker and then that stalker assaulted her in the hallway. She had her appendix removed in college and then her hand issues and then another surgery for her knee. Then the cancer thing happened. My girl was fucking resilient. And I wanted to be there for her as much as I could.

"Thank you, Matt." Her voice broke me out of her life.

"For what?" I grabbed her chin gently so I could see her beautiful blue eyes.

"For listening, for understanding, for not running away."

I kissed her forehead. "I'm here for as long as you want me to be."

Notes

Short update, but it's important to know everything Mav (Mav being me) went through before we delve further into their relationship. Me thinks this might cause some issues?

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@Buggaloo
Glad you enjoyed!

HereticBlood6661 HereticBlood6661
12/29/18

I'm not crying, you're crying!
great story..... even if you made me cry.

Buggaloo Buggaloo
12/28/18

The part where Mav left. And I’m up to date now! Ready to see if this sign from Mav is going anywhere...

@overneaththepathofmisery
Well hey... what part did you just read?

Oh yeah, Imma take a page outta your book, woman. FIGHT ME! COME ON! LET’S GO! I’m a blubbering fucking mess! How could you do this to me, Heri?! I’m under my blanket and I’m not coming out. Ever. Don’t talk to me. Or look at me. Or think about me. Or breathe my air!

Take that as a compliment ;)