A/N: This is the first piece of FSoG related story that I ever wrote. I never posted it, because I thought it was crap. I decided to let the readers make the final call. This is a short story with only three chapters.
I do not own the characters from FSoG. These are owned by my hero, E.L. James. I do own the storyline.
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Forgiving Elliot
Prologue:
Kate's POV:
I have never been a believer in happily ever after. I have seen what love gone astray can do to a person. I've seen it in my parent's marriage. Dad cheats with younger women, and my Mom turns a blind eye. I heard her at night when Dad was out with some floozy crying her eyes out. I never understood why she didn't divorce him and move on with her life. I guess she still loved him or she loved the life he afforded to her and their children. I don't really know but I know it made life in our family difficult. My older brother, Ethan and I would use every excuse to get out of the house.
I was born in and grew up in Seattle. It's a great town, full of art and culture and of course, Starbucks, but when it came time to go off to college I chose WSU-Vancouver. It got me away from my parents and their fucked up marriage. I loved going to WSU because there I met my best friend in the world, Anastasia Steele. We are as different as night and day. I am blonde with misty green eyes and Ana is a brunette with the most amazing blue eyes. I am tall and busty and she is petite, slender, and damn beautiful. I think she is more beautiful than any woman that I have seen in my life. Ana, as she likes to be called is shy at times, quiet, reserved, and very intelligent. She's not a drinker or a great social butterfly, the exact opposite of me. I love to go out, dance, and get drunk. I fuck also. Ana, on the other hand was a virgin when I met her and for the four years of college. She lost her V-card to the handsome and extremely wealthy Mr. Christian Grey just a week or so before our graduation.
I watched with fascination as these two fell in love. I watched them not realizing that I was falling love with Christian's older brother, Elliot. I met Elliot the night that Christian played the knight in shining armor and saved Ana from another of our friends, Jose who was determined to shove his thick tongue down Ana's throat while she drunk off her ass. I know about Jose's thick tongue because I have fucked him a few times when I was horny. I never told Ana about it because I feared she would hate me. To Jose's credit, he kept his mouth shut about our fuck sessions. Of course, he would keep it quiet knowing he would lose any chance with Ana, not that he really had a chance with her.
The first time I saw Elliot was at a bar where Ana and I was partying to celebrate the end of college for us. He came strutting in like the blonde stud that he is. Tall, tanned, and with blonde curls that caught the strobe lights of the bar. His dancing lapis blue eyes were so beautiful and when they looked me up and down that night, I was instantly turned on. I wanted that man and I got that man that night. We fucked all night long in my apartment while Christian tended to the very drunk Ana. The next morning Elliot made breakfast and we took a shower together in which we fucked again.
Within a couple of weeks, I was Elliot's girlfriend especially since he went to Barbados with me for a "family" vacation. My brother Ethan, Mom and Dad, and of course Dad's secretary were there. I learned by accident that Dad was fucking his secretary when I walked in on them in Mom and Dad's suite. I was so fucking pissed off that I attacked that woman and told Dad to get rid of her, or I would give the story and the photos I took with my cell phone to every "rag" paper I could find. The bitch was sent back to Seattle in search of a new job. Dad could not risk losing his good guy reputation so he complied with my demands. I never told Mom what happened, but I think she knew.
When Elliot and I returned to Seattle, Ana and Christian had broken up and I watched my best friend nurse a broken heart. She wore my "break-up" bunny flannel pants when she wasn't at work at SIP. I should have stayed with her more, but I couldn't get enough of Elliot Grey. Five days was all it took before Moneybags, as I call Christian Grey, came running back to Ana, and who knew that in six weeks that they would be married. Elliot was the Best Man and I was Ana's Maid of Honor. Ten months later Ana had her first child, Teddy. I was still with Elliot living between our two apartments. In that time, I never cheated on Elliot. I loved that man and he was the only one I would ever want. It's just sad that he didn't feel the same way about me. I knew he had stepped out on me a few times. The first time was at Christian's bachelor party that Elliot planned. Of course, he hired strippers and since Christian wouldn't fuck them, Elliot did. I never told him that I knew about this indiscretion. Like my Mom, I turned a blind eye to his behavior. I loved this man and I wanted to have a life with him. I chucked up his behavior to bad boys being bad. When we got married, I just knew he would settle down and be a good husband. Fuck was I wrong! Elliot Grey would break my heart a few more times before we got married, but my blind eye protected my heart's desires and I went ahead with the wedding plans. I kept busy planning our wedding with little input from Elliot and didn't understand that Elliot was busy with a little red-head that he kept on the side. I only found out about her because she, in a fit of rage went after Ana thinking that my BFF was I, and tried to get Ana to leave Elliot. I called off the wedding with just two weeks to go, but Elliot begged me not to leave him. He promised that it was over between him and the red-head. He made so many promises and I believed him. I had to, I loved him.
Elliot's POV:
I never thought I would get married but damn Kate is one hot piece of ass. She is fun to be around and I love how she makes me feel. When she looks at me I feel like I am the only man that she will ever want. It's just sad that I know that I will never make her feel the same. I like to fuck, fuck…I love to fuck. I want to fuck every woman I come across. Hell, I would even fuck Ana if she would let me and even face the wrath of my little brother. I think I am a sex addict. I can't control my urges when they hit me. When I see a good-looking woman, no matter what, I have to have her. I fuck them a few times, and then I let them go. It's nothing personal, just a base need of mine. Kate doesn't understand. She only knows that I can't keep my pecker in my pants. She called off our wedding just two weeks before we were to walk down the aisle, but I did get her to change her mind. We did get married and for the first year I was a good boy. I kept my cock in my pants and Kate took care of all my needs. Then, she got pregnant…
Chapter 1:
Elliot smiled as Kate sat beside him at their dining room table and told him that she was pregnant, but inside he was screaming in fear. He didn't want to have kids now…hell maybe never. He liked the way their life was now. She was always ready for him sexually and she never said no. He could fuck her any way he desired except for anal. Hell, she even agreed to a threesome with a chick they met on a night out. He sat beside the bed and watched as Kate and the girl made out and fucked each other with their mouths. He joined them, the two women sucked his cock together, and then he fucked them both. When he woke up the next morning, the girl was gone and he found Kate crying in the shower. Now she sat beside him and announced that they were going to parents in six months.
"Are you happy, Elliot?" She asked hopeful. "We are going to give your parents another grandchild. You know how much they love Teddy."
"Of course, I am happy, sweetheart." Elliot replied with a smile. "We will have a beautiful baby."
That night after Kate fell asleep; Elliot sat in his car staring at their home. He considered for about ten seconds asking Kate to abort the baby, but he knew the minute he asked her that she would walk out on him. Even though he didn't want the baby, he had to keep Kate. He did love her, but he still wanted to live the playboy life. Elliot started the car and drove into Seattle to one of his favorite bars and a certain red-headed barmaid.
Siobhan Leary stood behind the bar and smiled when she saw Elliot Grey saunter through the door. He sat before her and without saying a word; she poured him his favorite whiskey over ice. "Long time no see." She drawled. Her hazel eyes danced in greedy hope that he was there to fuck her. She smoothed back her red hair. "Still married?"
"Yeah, still married." Elliot said as he gulped down the whiskey. "You? Still fucking around?"
"Of course, there's no ring on my finger." She said laughing as she held up her left hand. She licked her thin lips wondering if he still screwed all night long or did that blonde shrew use him up. "So, what's new in life?"
"I guess I'm going to be a dad in six months. Wifey just told me this evening."
"Well, congrats. Sounds like a damn good reason to celebrate to me. Here, this one's on the house." She poured him another glass of whiskey. "You want a boy or a girl?"
"Truthfully?" He asked. Siobhan nodded. "Neither. I don't need any kids."
"Shocked that you don't have more since you have fucked nearly half of Seattle's women." She joked.
"Never heard you complain when you were sitting on my cock all those times." Elliot shot back.
"True, never had a problem with that." She shrugged her shoulders and started to dry some glasses. It was a slow night at O'Massey's. She gave him a smile. "So, you here for a quick fuck?"
"You offering?"
"Might be."
"Siobhan, it won't be a quick fuck. I need it hard and long."
She looked around. He was the only one in her uncle's bar. "Fuck this place, it's dead. Let me get it closed down and we'll go to my place."
Elliot felt his cock go rock hard at the idea. "Yeah, sounds like a plan."
They screwed the rest of the night but Elliot got home and was in the shower before Kate woke up. He was freshly dressed and shaved as he leaned over her and gently woke her up. "Baby, I have to get to work."
"Good morning." Kate mewed as she slipped her arms about his neck and drew him down to her lips.
"Now, be a good girl, I have to get to work. I got a meeting with a new client." He kissed her lips softly. "How about we go out tonight? Why don't you call Ana and Christian and see if they want to go for dinner with us?"
"Okay." She dropped her arms from his neck. She felt that familiar sensation that she always felt when Elliot had done something wrong, but she pushed it down into her subconscious and refused to acknowledge her sixth sense. "I'll text you later on."
Elliot stood up and smiled down at her. "Laters, baby."
Kate experienced her first bout of morning sickness without Elliot's help. He left for work and the moment her feet hit the floor her stomach rebelled and she was kneeling in front of the toilet. She wiped her mouth and struggled to her feet. She sat on the edge of the bed and considered calling into work and taking a sick day. That feeling of doom was covering once again. She looked around the room breathing deeply to fight nausea. Her eyes fell upon Elliot's side of the bed. It looked like no one had slept there. The duvet was still crisp and unwrinkled and there was not an indentation in his pillow. Fuck. She knew that he had left their home after she went to bed. She crumbled to the floor beside the bed and cried in frustration that was worse with the influx of pregnancy hormones.
Siobhan stretched like a cat as she woke up sexually fulfilled. Elliot Grey still had it! The man could fuck like no other. She never had a lover as talented as him. He knew every position and he enjoyed giving a good ass fucking. She smiled knowing that his wife refused him this one thing. Mrs. Elliot Grey does not do anal sex. With all this energy, she bounced from bed to take a shower but stopped when she saw a few one hundred dollar bills stacked on the bedside table. She picked them up and looked at them as if they were dirty laundry. "That damn motherfucker!" She raged as she tore them apart and threw them into the trashcan. "Fuck you, Elliot Grey. I'm no man's whore."
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Ana held her best friend in her arms as Kate cried her eyes out. Kate was in her sixth month of pregnancy and had moved out of her home leaving Elliot to explain to his parents why his wife refused to live with him.
"I can't do it anymore, Ana. He's fucking that red-head again." She wiped the hot and salty tears from her face. "He said he ended it with her before we got married, but…he…fucked her again…he's been fucking her since I told him I was pregnant." She fell into another round of sobs.
"Oh, sweetie, I'm so sorry." Ana whispered looking up at Christian who stood leaning against the wall listening. They were at Escala where Kate asked them to hide her until she figured out what to do with her marriage.
"I hate him so much." She cried. "I've done everything he's ever wanted me to do."
"How do you know?" Christian asked lowly. He did believe her, but he wanted hard proof before he went over and punched his stupid brother out. "Do you have proof, Kate?"
Kate grabbed her over-sized Prada bag and drew out photographs and a Private Detective's report. "I hired a PI to follow him over the last few weeks. He leaves our bed in the middle of the night to fuck her, sometimes after fucking me, and then he returns and fucks me." She threw the evidence onto the coffee table. "Is that enough evidence for you?"
Ana's blue eyes grew large when she saw the proof of Elliot's affair. It was in vivid color. She felt sick to her stomach that he could do this to his pregnant wife. "Why don't you go upstairs and get some rest, Kate? You are safe here and Elliot will never find you here unless you tell him." Christian only nodded. "I'll send someone over to fix your meals."
"Ana, how could he do this? Why am I not enough for him? I love him so much." She fought the tears. "I don't understand."
"I know, sweetie."
Ana sent her husband to their home on the Sound. She left Escala and made her way to Elliot's offices. She didn't stop at reception nor did she stop at his secretary's desk to be announced. She barged into his office to find him balls deep into the red-head. Ana slammed the door shut causing the couple to separate similar to locked dogs fucking after someone threw a bucket of cold water on them.
"Ana?" Elliot exclaimed as he fumbled with his pants.
"Elliot, how nice to see all of you." Ana snapped. Her blue eyes drilled into the woman who was a threat to her best friend. "I see you are still a slut Siobhan. Don't you get tired of fucking married men?"
"Ana, it's not what you think." Elliot tried to explain.
His sister-in-law began to laugh. "Of course not, Elliot. She just came in and your cock just found its way into her nasty little snatch. Hey, I understand completely. But, do you understand, that your wife knows all about your affair, and has more than enough proof to bury you in a divorce? What will your parents say?" She turned on the woman who was trying to get dressed. "And, you…you little whore…are you proud that you have ruined a marriage and destroyed a child's life? A child that hasn't even been born yet." Ana gave a wicked smile as she threw an envelope to the floor at Siobhan's face. "That is a one-way ticket out of Seattle, back to your hometown of Cleveland. I suggest you use it."
"And, if I don't?" Siobhan asked bravely.
"Oh, you little bitch, don't try to go up against me. You are no match for my resources or me. If you remain in Seattle, you will be homeless. You have been thrown out of your apartment; your belongings have been sent to Cleveland, and you no longer have a job at O'Massey's since I just purchased it this morning from your uncle." Ana smirked as the whore's face turned white. "There is a taxi waiting for you out front. Once again, I suggest you take the ticket and get out of Dodge or I will just get rid of you in another way."
"Ana, don't." Elliot said going toward her as she reached into her clutch. The whole family knew that Ana Grey was always packing heat. She never went anywhere without her Glock 29 Gen 4. She was the only gun enthusiast in the family and she had her conceal and carry license.
"Hey, I have resources to cover up any situation that might arise out of this bitch not listening to me." She turned to Siobhan. "Now, do you leave on your own accord, or do I take you out of here in a body bag and feed you to the sharks? You do have the choice."
Siobhan bent down and picked up the ticket. "I guess I am leaving Seattle." She looked down at the ticket. It was even first-class. She laughed. "Well, it's been fun Elliot. Good luck." With that, Siobhan walked out of Elliot Grey's life and never heard from again.
Ana had to laugh. The safety was still engaged on her gun. "She's rather stupid, isn't she?" She put the Glock back into her purse. "So, Elliot, it's time that you and I have a little talk."