I JUST WANT TO MAKE THINGS CLEAR BEFORE YOU READ THE STORY...THIS STORY HAS NOTHING!!!! ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO DO WITH ANY OF THE REAL CHARACTERS FROM FAST AND THE FURIOUS! I GOT PART OF THE IDEA FROM THE FAST AND THE FURIOUS MOVIES, BUT NONE OF THE REAL CHARACTERS WILL ME IN IT. MAYBE A COUPLE OF THEM WILL BE IN LATER CHAPTERS. IT ALL DEPENDS ON HOW THIS PLAYS OUT. I had a weird dream the other night, but I wasnt in it, i shouldve made that clear before when i first posted this. it was like a movie was playing in my head, and im trying to write a story about it. The dream kind of REMINDED me of a past relationship (probably shouldve made that clear earlier too), but when i found out he cheated on me the first time i was out of there and never went back. I only got the idea for this from the dream. This isnt a word per word of what was actually in the dream, because like this story, there was no sex scene in my dream lol. There will be more descriptions on the characthers on the next chapter i PROMISE! i just wanted to get this preface out of the way. So now you can go ahead and read, nd i promise i'll have the next chapter up right away i promise!

Chapter 1: Gone

"Why am I never good enough for you? What is it about me that makes you have to screw around?" Eleana cries throwing things around the apartment.

"There's nothing wrong with you at all! It has nothing to do with you what-so-ever!" Eric tries to get closer to her, to calm her down, "Babe, its me, I told you going into this that I have my problems, im not good at commitment." Shes on the floor now crying, but when she sees him coming closer to her she gets up and resumes throwing things at him.

"Oh yeah…your not good at commitment because you're a WHORE! Then why did you drag on this thing with me for so long? I mean we live together! Did you really thing I wouldn't find out? Especially after the first 4 times? We've been together for 3 fcking years Eric!" Eleana just looks at him from across the room. She has to admit to herself she has never felt so broken and empty before…because she knows this time its really the end. She has to leave, no matter how much its killing her to think about going on without him…she knows her dignity and self-respect wont let her stay…

"Eleana…im sorry, you cant even begin to understand how much it kills me to hurt you…but theres nothing I can do about it now, shes pregnant, and its mine. I have to stand up for my responsibilities right? Your always telling me to start being more responsible and I will. Im going to be apart of my baby's life. Babe, but it would mean so much to me if you would be here with me, to stand by me. Because I love you, and I need you here…" Eric just looks at her, looking all hopeful, looking just like she is…that hes dying inside.

Eleana just looks away. She wants to stay with him, to hold him, to tell him everything is going to be ok because no matter what…she'll always be there with him. But she knows better. She cant stay, she needs to leave and go somewhere far away. Far away from the hurt. " I…Eric-I-I cant." She couldn't even speak. "I have to go-"she started sobbing uncontrollably, and sank down to the floor. She sensed Eric coming up next to her, and then felt him wrap his arms around her tightly, crushing her to him. She felt him shaking, like he was crying, and at once felt his tears on her shoulder and knew she was right. He started kissing her neck, up to her jaw-line, her cheek…and finally he turned her face gently to face him, and he kissed her lips. She couldn't help it, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her. If she was going to leave, she needed one more time with him…what harm could one more time cause?

Little did she know…one more time could end up changing her life forever.

He moaned into her mouth, but tensed when he felt her wrap her legs around his waist, and rolled them over so she straddled him. His pulse raced, she could feel the steady rhythm under his skin. She inhaled him deeply, wanting to absorb his scent and the feeling of being in his arms. She pulled away and stared at him for a long moment, trying to find the courage to do this, to spend one more unforgettable night with him.

He cupped her face, curling his fingers behind her ears, and dipped his head to capture her lips in a hungry kiss. It was warmth and tenderness wrapped in a sensual package, that left her breathless. His body cupped hers, a safe haven, a shelter from the rest of the world…from reality.

Her hands roamed over his taut abdomen to his chest. She pushed at him, walking him backward until he collided with the couch and went down with a thump. She went with him, straddling his lap again.

She pressed in close, her lips a breath from his. Her tongue darted out, running along the seam of his mouth and lingering at the corner. His lips parted, and a ragged groan escaped, swallowed up by her intake of air.

The light stubble on his jaw bristled against her mouth as she slid her lips along his skin toward his ear. She found the pulse at his neck, licked it once then nibbled lightly. He flinched, sucked in a breath then trembled as she worked down the cord of his neck to the curve of his shoulder.

He tasted like comfort. Safety. Smelled masculine and strong.

She put her hands on his shoulders and slipped her legs from the sofa to crouch over him. She kissed her way over his chest, savoring the taste, the feel. The light hairs in the center of his chest tickled her nose. She worked down, lowering herself to her knees as she went further.

She finally made it down to his penis, and it jerked as her hand closed around it. Warm and thick in her hand, yet soft as she stroked upward to the tip.

"Eleana-I don't know how much longer im going to last if you keep touching me like that." Eric had his eyes closed tightly. But she didn't stop. She dipped her head until her mouth hovered precariously closed to the blunt head. Then she licked him in one long stroke.

He arched of the couch, and he put his hands down to brace himself.

His warm, musky scent surrounded her as she closed her lips around his cock and eased him deeper. Her hand moved down as her mouth did, engulfing him.

Eric couldn't take it anymore. Anymore of this and he'd come in about two seconds. There was no way he was going to let it end like that. He grabbed her around her arms, and pulled her up, and none too gently flung her on the couch and moved on top of her. He pushed her legs apart and slid his fingers across her wet pussy, and smirked when she gasped. He inched himself closer to her entrance, and thrust himself into her in one quick movement.

"Oh GOD Eric!" she felt him fill every single inch of her. She always felt so complete when they had sex. Like he was made for her. But she now knows that that isn't true, but she didn't want to think about that right now. Right now he was hers, for this one last time, he belonged to her, and her to him. Just one more time.

Eric braced himself on his arms on either side of her head, holding still for a minute to revel in the fact that they fit perfectly, he knew they were meant to be together. He had to convince her to stay with him. He didn't want to lose her.

Eleana dug her nails into his back, bringing him closer to her. He began to move in her with a slow rhythm, taking it slow, and picking up the pace as he went. She met him thrust for thrust, matching him, and wrapping her legs around his waist to pull him in deeper.

She cried out and dug her nails deeper into his back. He moved faster now, with more urgency. He plowed into her deeper, and she moved with him, establishing an even faster rhythm.

Her orgasm built. Tension. Beautiful, exquisite tension grew, blossoming and radiating outward in a steady stream.

Each thrust drew her tighter, closer to the inevitable explosion. The slap of his cock plowing into her filled her room. Wet, sucking sounds mixed in as his cock drove deeper, sliding and driving. Friction. Unbearable friction. It was good. So good.

She closed her eyes, shutting them tightly as her face drew inward in agony. She couldn't bear it. She was going to come apart.

"Oh God, Eric, I don't know if I can-"she was cut off by her own moan.

"I love you baby…I wish you could see yourself right now, in my arms, your head thrown back, your eyes shut so tight, only I can give you this kind of pleasure."

"Eric!"

He tightened. She tightened. She held onto him tighter, desperate for something to hold on to. Out of control. She was coming apart at the seams. She flew in a dozen different directions.

He arched spasmodically into her, her hips jerking as he thrust. And then he moved one hand, sliding just his thumb between them, into her soft, damp folds.

His other hand, still holding him up, and his thumb brushed ever so softly over her clit.

Her pelvis rammed into his hand, trapping his fingers between them.

Her cry split the night.

She simply unravelled. Exploded. Burst into flames and then floated free.

She collapsed further into the couch as he held her tightly as his hips spasmed with his release. Soft words were murmured lovingly against her ear as he stroked her hair.

Their chests heaved. She wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him to her. She placed her head on his shoulder and nuzzled closer to him.

He rotated them, taking her with him so she lay on top of him and slid out of her body in the process. As they lay there, his hand stroked up her arm and over her shoulder. He swept aside the curls that hung around her neck and her face and tucked them behind her ear.

"That was incredible," he whispered.

"Mmmmm."

He chuckled, and his chest vibrated against her cheek. "Is that all you can say?"

"Mmm-hmmm."

"How about you get some sleep now, babe? You've worn me out." he stifled a yawn and hugged her a bit closer to him.

How could she sleep? With all the thoughts running through her mind now, she knew she had to leave. Tonight. But she didn't even know WHERE she was going to go-definitely not her parents, or any of her friends, those would be the first places he would look. She had to go somewhere he could never find her. Her eyes started to well up with tears at the very thought of leaving him.

She hugged him closer and nuzzled his neck, inhaling his scent, to keep in her memory, for the lonely nights to come.

"Eleana, I love you, and I know I've hurt you…but im sorry. I cant see myself making it through all this alone. Baby I need you. Please stay with me…be with me." he squeezed her a little, his voice sounding hopeful.

She shut her eyes, to keep the tears from falling. She didn't want to give him any reason to suspect she was going to leave. She couldn't speak; afraid her voice would betray her and give herself away. So she just nodded.

She could feel him smile against her ear, and felt him loosen his hold on her as he drifted to sleep. She stayed with him a little longer then she should have. But needed a couple moments to get herself under control.

After another fifteen minutes, knowing for sure that he was fast asleep, she gently lifted herself off of him, and left for the bedroom and got dressed. She grabbed a duffel bag and a carry on and started packing as fast as she could, grabbing the first things her hands touched. Just as she thought she had everything she needed, she saw the silver heart shaped locket he had given her for her birthday. She picked it up off the dresser, and opened to look on the inside. On one side, was a picture of her and Eric, they were sitting at the park, her arms wrapped around his neck as that faced the camera with big happy smiles…she smiled remembering the day…on the other side beside the picture was a flat surface with an inscription: más que mi propia vida. It was Spanish for 'more than my own life."

She put it in a pocket of her duffel bag and left the room. She left the bags at the door, and went in the kitchen in search of a piece of paper. She wrote him a note, saying she was sorry, and that she loved him. She walked over to him, placed the blanket over the back of the couch on him, kissing his forehead and placed the note on the pillow by his head.

She walked to her bags, picked them up, and looked back. At the man she loved. The man she would always love. She could feel her eyes prickling with tears again, and walked out of the apartment…and his life.

She made it all the way to the air port in under an hour, and stood in front of the flight board, having no idea where she was going to go.

"Flight A54 to Los Angeles has been delayed until 2:00am…I repeat flight A54 to Los Angeles has been delayed until 2:00am."

That was it! She had always wanted to go live in LA, so maybe now she could. Start over her life. She looked at her watch, it was only 12:30. she had plenty of time to catch the plane.

She bought her ticket, and rushed through security and made it just in time, with thirty minutes to spare. she made herself comfortable in the chairs of the boarding area and laid her head back and closed her eyes.

She must of dozed off, because she woke with a start when she feft her cell phone vibrate. She looked down at the caller ID and saw Eric's name on the display, just as the flight attendant announced they were now going to start boarding the plane.

She silenced her cell phone, left in on the seat next to her…and boarded the plane.

Tell me what you think!!!! give me some ideas for the next chapter, i already have an idea about how i want the next chapter to play out but i would still LOVE some advice/ideas =)