Chapter 1: A New Life
"Johnny, are you sure we should do this? I mean there still is time! We should think this out before we do anything we could regret." cried Cilla.
"It's kind of a little too late since we are about to walk down the aisle." whispered Johnny to his wife-to-be.
Johnny and Cilla had known each other for a while. Johnny worked for Cilla's grandfather as an apprentice. They eventually fell in love and are now getting married.
The young couple wasn't exactly sure what to do after marriage. Johnny sat quietly at the foot of the bed, watching Cilla as she sat in front of her vanity mirror and undid her hair. "Do you really think we rushed into this?" asked Johnny. "I do. We have no clue how a married couple is suppose to act, so what are we to do?" replied Cilla vehemently.
Johnny adored her beauty. He silently crept toward her and wrapped his arms passionately around her. "Cilla, we're married now. We're free." He whispered into her ear. She turned around. "Free?" she asked with a confused expression planted on her face. "Cilla, we can do anything we want to, now. Nobody controls us. We don't have to follow anyone's crowd anymore. We have our own thoughts, ideas, and feelings, and we don't have to suppress them any longer." said Johnny. Cilla looked completely confused, as if she didn't even know the meaning of the word freedom. "Johnny, I don't understand." replied Cilla clueless. "Come here," said Johnny, leading her to the bed. "Now, we can do anything." Was all Johnny said before he started to undress his wife. Cilla forced herself to lie on the bed. She was terrified. She wasn't ready for this, but apparently Johnny was. "J-Johnny?" said Cilla with that faintest cry. "Sssshhh…" said Johnny. He untied her blouse and slid it off effortlessly. Tears began to form in Cilla's eyes. He nibbled at her neck. "Johnny, please." She cried timorously. All movement stopped. Cilla was absolutely bewildered. She felt a thin cloth, which was placed gently on her exposed breasts. "Cilla, I'm sorry." Johnny whispered. She opened her eyes. Johnny was shirtless and was breathing heavily. "I don't understand." Said Cilla quietly. "I tried to take away your honor by force. I'm sorry." Said Johnny once more. Cilla moved close to him. As she did, many thoughts occurred in Johnny's mind, Damn! Why didn't I ask her? I just jumped right in and scared the poor girl half to death. She must think me a complete idiot. "Cilla, are you angry?" asked Johnny shyly. "No. I'm just confused." Replied Cilla, quietly.
After that day, Johnny took many precautions around Cilla. He had to be careful, now that they were married. He saw Cilla in the kitchen. "Cilla, when are we going to have children?" he asked her. She looked up and hesitated for a while. "Whenever you want." was the only thing that she said. "Last night, you didn't have the same thoughts." said Johnny." Last night?" asked Cilla. "When I …we started…" said Johnny uncomfortably. "Oh! Last night. I remember. What does that have to with having children?" questioned Cilla. "Did you ever have 'the talk' with your mother?" Asked Johnny. 'No. She said she was going to talk to me after marriage." Replied Cilla, cautiously. Johnny took her to their bedroom. "Cilla, in order to have children, you have to do what we were doing, or at least trying to do last night." whispered Johnny. He didn't want to frighten her, but evidently he did. "Why? Isn't there some other way?" she said. "Not now there isn't, but in the future, maybe." said Johnny sympathetically. "Cilla, I won't hurt you. Why are you so afraid to do this?" asked Johnny. "I hear that it hurts a lot. I don't want to take part in anything so heinous." Replied Cilla. "Cilla, it isn't heinous, it's a way of expressing love." Said Johnny. "Do you want me to do it?" asked Cilla, meekly. Johnny nodded. With tears in her eyes, she started to undress herself. Johnny was shocked. He didn't know what to do. Suddenly, he lunged for her. As their lips were engaged in series of passionate caresses, he took off his shirt. Johnny knew this was wrong. It was no less than forcing Cilla to do this, but he couldn't help it. He couldn't control nor stop himself. "Cilla?" breathed Johnny. He felt something wet on his face. Sweat? It can't be. Is Cilla crying?
He freed himself from her. He saw her quietly crying on the foot of the bed. "Cilla?" he said with caution. "Johnny, I'm so sorry!' she whispered. Johnny went to her. "We don't have to if you don't want to." he gently said to her. "But you want to." cried Cilla. "No. I don't want to." he said quietly. Cilla looked at him with tears in her eyes. He couldn't let Cilla guilt her way into doing something like that. "Whenever you want, I want to." he said, smiling.
Hi! Thanks for reading my fanfic! I'm just tired of all those stories about Rab and Johnny. -sighs -Please review to you heart's content. Flames are accepted and welcomed.