Slow, Love, Slow

My first Tarjette fanfic!!!!! I know that you want one of these. You can't deny it!




(Belo Horizonte, 2008)

Anette ran past the speakers and Jukka’s drum set. She continued through the backstage area and ignored the crewmembers when they called her name. Then she found the room the band had had their warm-ups in.

There, Anette threw herself in the couch and cried heavily. She curled up into a ball and hugged her knees.

“I cannot do this anymore. They do not want me” Anette thought while her makeup stained her clothes.

“Anette!”

Anette recognized the voice, but did not want to look up.

“Leave me alone, I do not want you to see me like this!”

Suddenly, the person’s arms circled her and held her close. She held Anette and rocked her in her arms.

After a while, Anette started to relax and leaned into the woman’s embrace.

“This is neither the first nor the last time I am going to see you cry. You do not have to be brave and carry all the pain inside of you all the time.”

Anette looked into Tarja’s light emerald colored eyes. She always managed to get lost in those beautiful eyes.

Anette let go of her knees and sat up in the couch. Tarja followed her movements and put an arm around Anette’s waist.

“They were calling your name. Over and over again. They pointed their middle fingers at me. Booed at me.”

Anette voice cracked while more tears ran down her cheeks. Tarja began kissing some of them away.

“My heart almost broke when I saw you leaving the stage. I called for you, but you would not stop running.”

Tarja’s voice began quivering as well, but she quickly regained herself. There was no point in both of them crying.

Tarja saw several people from the crew standing outside the door, with their heads hanging low. Emppu stood there as well, with a concerned look in his eyes. Tarja nodded her head from side to side, signaling that Anette could not continue to sing during this show. He understood the message, and went back to the stage.

“…she got some very intense trouble right now…”

Marco’s voice drifted through the speakers after a while, and a whole lot of protests from the crowed followed.

“I have let them all down, I should just quit right now.”

Tarja lifted Anette’s head so that she could look into her eyes.

“You cannot quit, you have to keep going. I love you, and I cannot let you throw away your dream. The guys and the fans are not perfect, but do not let them destroy you. It will get easier in time.”

Anette smiled, a very sad smile. Tarja leaned forward and kissed Anette gently on the lips. Anette responded and put her arms around the brown haired woman’s neck while Tarja started to move her hands up and down her beloved’s back.

After a while of kissing, they both pulled apart.

“I love you too” Anette whispered.

Tarja grabbed Anette’s arms and pulled her up from the couch.

“Come, let us go the bus. It will be much more comfortable there.” Tarja said and winked.

Anette blushed brightly and took the hand Tarja held out for her.

They both walked out of the venue, hand in hand, and with a big smile on their faces.

Tougher times awaited Anette, but at least she knew that Tarja would always be by her side, loving and supporting her.