Hi, welcome to my Fifty Shades of Grey Fan Fiction.
This is my story of what happens after the first book.
Thank you for taking the time to read,
and for letting me know what you think!
I am working with the wonderful dontcare89 as my beta,
we are currently going through and editing the chapters spelling and grammar.
Chapter One Songs:
"Impossible Year"- Panic! At The Disco
"I Hate You, I Love You"- gnash
Today marks the day before the one year anniversary of me walking out on Christian Grey. My stomach knots thinking about him still. His face, etched in my mind. His smile… the man who took not only my virginity but my heart. I still feel a hollowness when I think about him too long, so I try to stay busy at my job at SIP but my boss Mr. Jack Hyde is making me more and more uncomfortable. No man has made me even look in their direction since Christian and I doubt I'll even love another the same; but life goes on and I am trying my best to do that. I look in my bedroom mirror at my long, wavy brown hair and blue eyes, too big for my face. My frame is slightly smaller than even a few months ago. All I see is a ghost in front of me. A knock at the door startles me.
"Ana?" It's Kate. She's been tiptoeing around me all year about her relationship with Elliot. She knows it pains me to see them together and though I am happy for her, I just can't bear to be around them. It aches. The memories ache too much.
"Come in." I say. She slowly opens the door. Without saying a word, she slowly walks in and sits on my bed, cross-legged and just looks at me with those big eyes. I love her to death. Even if she is dating my ex-boyfriend's brother.
"Before you say no..." She sighs and puts her hand up to stop me from saying anything. "My dad got me tickets to the gala and I want to bring you as my date. You need to get out. Look at you, you frail little thing. It pains me to still see you like this. I'll take you shopping and we can even go get our hair and nails done. Come on Steele. Before you say no, just say yes. It will be fun. Snow Patrol will be there!"
"Why not bring Elliot?" Why wouldn't she want to bring her boyfriend? I will probably be a downer all night.
"Because I love you more, silly! And I want to dress you up," she giggles.
I huff at her and realize that she really has been there as much as she could be this last year; well at least as much as I have let her. If going to this ball will make her happy, who am I to say no? "Okay... on one condition." She mouths 'what?' to me and sighs loudly.
"You let me pick the dress," I laugh. It feels good to laugh with her. She jumps up and down, clapping her hands and giggling.
"This is going to be so much fun!" She jumps off the bed and embraces me in one of her famous Kate hugs.
"It's tomorrow night. Sooo... let's go shopping." She grabs my hand and leads me out of the room ignoring my shocked look.
"Thanks for the heads up!" I yell as we grab our purses and head to the nearest boutique. It's been a while since I have really enjoyed myself or enjoyed spending time out. My schedule usually goes sleep, work, eat a small meal, work, force myself to eat something small, sleep, and repeat. It feels good to get out with Kate and actually relax even as excitement pours from her.
"Oh my god, this is going to be great. You are going to look hot! I already scheduled our hair appointment for tomorrow at noon. After we get ready we must leave the house by 5 if we want to be on time. We have good seats." She winks at me. Soon we reach a place called Sallé Beau; it's a quiet little salon but far out of my price range, that's for sure. I stop at the doorway.
"Umm...Kate...this place is expen..." She cuts me off.
"No way, Steele. My treat; this is more fun for me...believe me. Seeing you smile...is priceless Ana." I can't argue with her; seeing her this happy is actually making me happy. We spend hours trying on dresses. Each dress looks flattering on Kate and she could pull off anything but she settles on a navy blue mermaid dress with a strapless sweetheart neckline. It's satin and hugs her in all the right ways.
"Wow, Kate, you look breathtaking." I gape at her. "Are you sure you don't want to take Elliot? I would hate for him to miss a chance to see you like this." I laugh at her. She rolls her eyes at me.
"Come on, let's find you a dress. It's here somewhere." She goes and changes into her regular clothes in record time and the attendant takes her dress. We spend some more time looking and soon she comes back to me with this look.
"I found it. I know you said you wanted to pick it, but Anastasia. This is you. Please." She gives me the puppy lip. "It's in your dressing room."
"I'll try it but I do not agree to anything yet," I giggle. I walk back to the room and close the door. Inside hangs a long, red dress. Ohh that red. The bottom is chiffon that cuts off just under the ribs by a band of red and the rest is mesmerizing. A mixture of lace on clear chiffon fabric. It's meant to give the illusion that the lace in actually on the skin. It has long sleeves with spaced out delicate lace and the neckline dips down to between the breasts that are covered in large areas of beaded lace. I have to admit; it's beautiful but revealing. I look at the price tag and nearly faint. Oh Kate. I put it on and it's a perfect fit. If it was white it could be a wedding gown. The red really goes nicely with my long, brown hair. I slowly open the door and I hear Kate.
"Drum roll, please." She pats her thighs rhythmically to create a tapping sound. I step out and she stops, looking at me with her mouth gaping open. "It's perfect. You have to pick this one."
"I hate it." I say. Her mouth drops to the floor. "Just kidding. I love it. It's perfect but it's too much money, Kate. I'll have to pay you back." I say.
"Stop it, silly. Go change. We have to get shoes and our beauty sleep." She laughs and walks off to the checkout area. I walk back to the dressing room to switch out of the 3 thousand dollar dress.
The next day goes by fast. We go get manicures and pedicures first thing in the morning and we eat brunch at a small café down the street. It feels like old times and I enjoy it as much as I can but I know once the gala is over, things will go back to what they were. Work. Eat. Sleep. I frown.
"The last touch," she says as we stand in our living room, ready to walk out the door and applying my last touch of makeup; matching red lipstick. She's walking towards me with a rectangular box.
"What is this?" I ask and put my purse down. She hands me the box and I open it to find a matching red eye mask.
"Mine's white. I couldn't find blue. But when I saw this I couldn't resist. I forgot to tell you; it's a Masquerade. Well, actually, I just wanted to surprise you. But isn't it perfect? Come here. Let me put it on you." She pulls it out of the box and puts it on my face; it's comfortable.
"So why'd we spend so much time putting makeup on if we are just covering our faces." I laugh and recall the last few hours. My hair is looking full and healthy after a much needed cut. It hangs in large curls down to my butt if I tip my head back a little. I'm thankful Kate talked me into keeping it long. I almost cut it off, thinking a change would be nice but I will always love my long hair and bangs. Kate looks gorgeous when I turn around and see her with her with lacy, beaded mask. It looks perfect with her dress.
"Because you might meet a cute boy and go off with him and you'll want to look beautiful when you take your mask off, silly." She buckles her white shoes. I put on black, small heels. Kate ensures we will be dancing and drinking so no high heels for me.
"No boys for me. I'm sworn off of them for a long time." I put my hands up in defeated motion.
"You say that now." She says and we walk out the door to a waiting limo. "Daddy." She smiles back at me. "He wanted to make sure we arrived in style." She holds my hand as we walk down the path to the limo. Once inside, we pop a bottle of champagne and drink about half the bottle before we get to the ball. I'm thankful for the drinks because now I'm not so nervous. We get out and are greeted by a friendly, old man in a suit who walks with us up to the entrance door. Kate squeals. "This is going to be so much fun!" She claps her hands in excitement. We walk through the door and I'm amazed. It's beautiful inside. People are walking up a huge staircase in front of us, up to where the real action is.
"I can not believe Snow Patrol is here." I say to Kate, our arms are linked together, taking everything in. The room is large with accents of gold and the ceiling is a dome with paintings of angels and seas. I feel like I am being watched.
"And other celebrities and famous people. Maybe we will run into George Clooney!" She squeals as we make our way up the steps together. We whisper back and forth about all the people we spot. We shriek a few times and probably look like little girls. She makes walking in a mermaid dress up the stairs look flawless compared to some people. You would think she does this in her sleep. I'm thankful for my spacious dress, though I feel over exposed but covered.
"I wonder who we are sitting with." I say to her. She looks down at me and gives me a half smile that doesn't match her eyes.
"Hope it's not the Kardashians." She says quietly and lets out a chuckle. I laugh with her. We giggle some more and enter the main room. It's elegant: people are bustling about under the high ceiling domes with large crystal chandeliers that glisten in the light just right. "It's amazing." Kate says so quietly, I almost don't hear her. We walk around for a while looking at all the detail of the space. Looking at other women in dresses that don't do much for their bodies. Kate puts them all to shame.
"Kate?!" I hear from beside us. My heart drops. Mia Grey. I would recognize her anywhere, mask or no mask. She looks dashing in a light pink halter neck dress that swoops to the floor with a matching, light pink mask. She chats with Kate for a split second before her eyes catch mine. "Ana? Is that really you? I have missed you so much." She embraces me tightly and I hug her back. If she's here, does that mean all of the Greys are?
"You look fantastic. Both of you. Ana... it's so good to see you. I'm glad Kate convinced you to come. You look breathtaking, wait till Chris.." She stops and so does what's left of my heart. He's here. I'm in the same room as him. Is he watching me now?
"I should leave." I turn to leave and both Kate and Mia grab my arms.
"No, no, no." They say together. "I told you getting her to come was the easy part. Getting her to stay is the hard part." Kate says to Mia.
"You tricked me." I accuse her. I can't believe her audacity.
"No, I just wanted you to get out and I had an extra ticket. It just so happens they are also invited too. Please don't be mad; maybe you won't see him at all. It's a masquerade. He won't even recognize you and you won't recognize him. There are so many men in the same matching suits." She says. Maybe she's right but if he sees me with them he will know it's me for sure.
"If he sees me with you guys... he will know it's me. Especially in this dress." My cheeks flush. "And this is already awkward enough. Please, I should go." They both give me a look.
"It's been a year, Ana. You're gonna see him at my wedding if I marry Elliot. He's going to be around if you're around me and I'm with Elliot. I don't want to lose my best friend, okay? Please, just... see how it goes. Maybe this will be closure." Kate says. I love her to death but I'm almost about to walk out the damn door no matter how expensive a dress or how much time I spent putting on my makeup or any of it. I look into her beautiful eyes that stick out through her white mask.
"Fine, but I need another drink." I say. Mia giggles.
"Coming right up." She says.
"I hate you right now." I mouth to Kate. She mouths back, 'I know'.
"Kate, baby, I'd recognize that ass anywhere." Comes a booming voice from beside us. Elliot comes up and slaps Kate's ass. Loud and people are looking. He's obviously already been drinking. "You look... Wowzaa" his eyes are about to bulge out of his head.
"Likey, Likey?" Kate asks and does a twirl.
"Oh, yeah." And he scoops her to his side with one arm and gives her a big kiss. I miss being kissed. They stop kissing and Kate turns her attention to me.
"Doesn't Ana look amazing?" Kate asks and uses her hand to scale me up and down. I blush red. I feel it.
"You look beautiful, Ana. Absolutely beautiful. My brother dun fucked up." He says. "He has never been the same." His words hurt me. Never the same? My fifty. Not your fifty any more Ana, you walked out a year ago. You made that choice. I shake my subconscious off.
"Nice to see you too, Elliot." I give him a slight wave.
"Wine!" Mia pops up from behind me with two glasses of wine. I grab one and down it fast. She looks at me, eyes wide, and hands me the other one. No questions asked. After a moment of silence we both laugh.
"Liquid courage." I say and giggle. Her eyes dart past me and back to me quick. Giving me a friendly smile. I look behind me and back but see nothing but a crowd of people. I down the other glass, my body tingling a little. I leave Elliot and Kate, holding each other in a lovers embrace. I walk around with Mia for awhile meeting celebrities and tasting all of the food we see. We danced, we drank, we listened to Snow Patrol. Kate and I even slow danced for awhile… I was trying to avoid any grey eyes and I have, successfully. Many men tried to talk to me but I avoided anyone in a suit and Mia helped with that. Besides George Clooney. I finally met him! But Kate was off with Elliot doing who knows what so only Mia and I got to meet him so she will be disappointed. I am happy to have successfully avoided Christian.
"I need air." I say to Mia when I'm tired and pretty drunk and can barely walk. I knew I should have stopped but I couldn't stop thinking about running into Christian. Together, we exit the grand room and walk down the stairs to out the front. The air cold and crisp.
"How are you getting home?" She asks.
"We have a li... limo." I stutter. My feet hurt so badly.
"I don't think Kate is ready to leave Ana. Let's go find her and ask."
"She has melliot. I'm sure herff take care of him." I manage to get out. I have no idea what I'm trying to say.
"Christian would never forgive me for letting you out of my sight like this. Let Taylor or Sawyer take you home. Please." She says. When she says Taylor's name my heart drops a little bit.
"No, that's okay." That would be awkward.
"Where's the ticket?"
"Wiff Kate. Shit." I say. Kate has our Limo ticket. Mia grabs me by the arm and we go back inside to look for Kate. The stairs were hard to get up but I managed and when we get to the top, Snow Patrol is still singing. They slowed their music down for the night and Kate and Elliot are out on the dance floor. Holding each other close. So in love. I stand there and envy it.
"Come on, let's go ask her where her purse is. You need to get home. Worst case, I will take Kate home." Mia says. We walk out onto the dance floor and approach Kate and Elliot. I feel bad for interrupting such an intimate moment. Embarrassed to watch their love, I sway to the music while Mia and Kate talk. I'm so drunk I don't understand what they are saying.
"Already?" Kate says and looks at me.
"She drank a lot. Sorry." Mia shrugs at Kate, like I need a babysitter.
"I'll have another." I say boldly, their eyes widen. "Kidding." I put my hands up.
"Anastasia?" Suddenly the voice startles me from behind and Mia and Kate stop talking and look behind me. I'm afraid to turn around, my head is spinning and I kind of want to vomit right now. I slowly turn, trying hard to focus on my legs not giving out.
"Hmm?" I'm about to give this person an attitude because I don't think I can stand another mysterious man in a mask asking me for a dance. My heart stops and I am left speechless. My eyes set upon the grayest eyes I have ever seen. His copper hair hangs slightly over the top of his mask. He towers over my small frame and I instantly become intoxicated by his familiar scent. His eyes look at me from head to toe. I see him looking at every patch of open skin. He smirks before his mouth parts a little and I watch him inhale.
"Dance with me?" He asks and puts his hand out. I look over to Mia who has a worried look on her face, probably waiting for my reaction.
"Be right back, Ana." She says, making her way to where Kate left her stuff. I slowly look back at Christian.
"I don't think that's a good idea." I sputter. Swaying a little, my head spins. He gets closer and puts his hand on the small of my back and pulls me in. My head dips a little from the heaviness of the wine. Surprisingly, his hand on my back makes me feel weightless but the heat from his body sends me spiraling out of control in my head. Holy hell, you're dancing with Christian. He starts swaying a little and I lean into him. I wish I could see his whole face but part of me is glad I can't. I don't think I could take it. He leans down and whispers in my ear.
"You look like breathtaking. This color is beautiful on you," he says. My heart flutters as I pull back and look up at him.
"You sssirrr," I emphasized the slur on my sir, "have no play... stay... say. Dammit!" I mutter and shake my head. My mind and mouth are on two totally different wave lengths. "I need to go," I say and push off him. I turn and try to walk but stumble a little into Mia's arms, surprised that she is right behind me.
"I'll take Ana home, her limo is waiting."
"I'm on my way out, let me see to it that she gets home safe. You can give the valet ticket back to Kate. You enjoy the rest of your night, Mia." He says to her and tips his head.
"He is not a man you say no to, Mia. I would know," I hiccup. Christian shoots me a surprised look and Mia laughs into my shoulder.
"I like drunk Ana." She laughs. I look over to Kate. She's giggling in Elliot's arms. Suddenly his warm hand is on my side and his other is holding my hand.
"Come on, Anastasia, I will get you home." I almost pass out when he says my name again. We get to the top of the grand staircase and my head spins.
"I need to sit." Trying my hardest to speak clearly.
"I'll carry you." He offers.
"No. That's not good." I say. I shake my head to try to get my words right.
"Don't argue with me, Anastasia." And I honestly don't want to argue and I really don't want to walk. And I love to hear my name on his lips. Oh those lips. I miss those lips. But he probably found another sub and is happy back to his dominant lifestyle.
"Go home to yer sub." I say, instantly regretting it as his mouth slightly parts open. "I don't wanna know." I put my hand up.
"Will you always be so defying?" His eyes narrow and his posture serious.
"Why is the room spinning?" I ask when I finally have the courage to look into his gray eyes. Just then my legs give out and he catches me in his arms; the place I have dreamed about over the last year. It's warm and I feel featherless. I rest my head against his chest and he doesn't flinch, instead pulls me closer. I close my eyes and inhale his scent. After tonight he will be gone again and my hole will be torn back open. I feel him walking and then the cool air from outside hits my exposed skin. I shiver and Christian gives me a light squeeze. With my eyes shut, my subconscious slowly slips into a drunken sleep.
edited by: dontcare89