Hi Everyone.
Here is my latest story. It is written to completion but it does need a bit of editing here and there but there will be regular updates.
I don't pre-plan my stories. I just plonk myself in front of my laptop and see what comes out. This story took a completely different turn than what I thought it was going to be.
Its only a short story. About ten or so chapters and roughly 20k words. In this story she said no to his proposal so they are not married and Teddy gate does not happen. There are a few little bits not like the first book but not much.
I have 6 other stories that I am currently writing and now that this one is finished, it frees my time up for my other stuff.
Thanks in advance for reading :)
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On with the story.
Cheers GG89 xoxo
ANAS POV. CHAPTER 1
"I just want to be able to go and grab a coffee without a dozen suits following me, Christian!"
I start pacing the great room for the millionth time tonight. This argument has been going on now for almost three hours.
It all started this afternoon when I, Anastasia Rose Steele aged twenty two, dared to leave Escala alone to grab myself a coffee from the Starbucks in the corner. Before I could even place my order, Sawyer, Taylor, Prescott, Ryan, Reynolds and a very irate Christian stormed into the shop. I was unceremoniously dragged back to Esclala and I have been subjected to a retelling of the rules and regulations by my boyfriend.
Christian and I met back in May when I subbed for Kate for an interview. Ha, Subbed! That word took on a whole new meaning for me once I had been given the deluxe tour of the red room of pain.
Christian and I have had a very bumpy road over the last four months what with Ex-Subs and Bitch Trolls and Psychopathic Ex boss's and lets not for get the helicopter crash and the car chase.
No one could accuse Christian Grey of leading a boring life.
"Anastasia, we have talked and talked about this. You're my girlfriend and being so makes you a target! You can not just walk around unprotected! I won't allow you" he starts ripping at his hair for the millionth time tonight and he seems exasperated.
"Allow me? May I remind you that I am not your sub so you can not allow or not allow me to do anything! I am my own person and I am independent and If I tell you I can handle myself then you have to trust me"
He looks at me with those piercing grey eyes that I fell in love with and I just know what he is going to say next.
"Is that why you won't marry me? Because you want to be independent?"
"Christian.."
"No Ana. It's about time we sorted out your problem with becoming my wife. I have asked you, repeatedly and you have turned me down each time. At first I thought it was because we had not known each other long and all the bull shit that happened at the beginning of our relationship but now I am thinking it's me you have the problem with" he looks so hurt that I just want to wrap my arms around him but he also looks very angry so I stay in my place.
"Christian, I love you with my whole heart, you know this. I just don't see how having a piece of paper and a band of gold will change things"
"I want you to be my wife! I want to take you to parties and balls and introduce you as Mrs Grey. I want us to move to the house on the sound and live happily ever after but you don't want that. You fight me on every single little thing. I don't get you, Ana. Most women would be ecstatic that their boyfriends surprise them at work with a picnic but you get embarrassed and tell me not to do it again because you don't want people to treat you differently because you're with me. Most women would be over the moon when their boyfriends surprise them in bed with breakfast and a diamond bracelet but you throw a fit about me, the billionaire, spending money on you because you feel guilty and you make me donate the bracelet to charity. The bracelet that I spent hours designing and hand picking every stone because I thought they would shine bright like your eyes. "
God, when he says it like that it makes me sound like a bitch.
"You know I am uncomfortable with you spending money on me. And you know I want to progress at work on my own merits not because I am fucking the boss!"
"Right now you're arguing with the boss!" He hisses at me.
"You're right. I am. So before this gets any deeper I think we need to each go to our own corners. I will stay at Kate's tonight until we both cool off and then..."
"You're running. Again" He shakes his head in disgust.
"I am not running. I am going to my best friends to cool off before we say something we will regret. I'll be back tomorrow afternoon"
I walk passed him into our bedroom and pack a quick over night bag.
Normally when this happens I have Christian hovering over me begging me to stay but tonight he stays in the great room. When I walk out with my bag I find him staring at Seattle through the glass.
"I...um...I'm going to head out. I'll see you tomorrow" He doesn't turn or even acknowledge what I have said.
I get into the elevator and press the button of the garage and as the doors close, Christian finally turns and the look in his eyes devastate me.
What the fuck is wrong with me? I have a great guy and I am treating him like shit. I know most women would love the gifts and stuff but I am just terrified that one day he will wake up and realize I am not enough for him so I have been subconsciously pushing him away.
I need to fix this. I will go to Kate's to give him time to cool off and tomorrow I will tell him my theory and I vow that the next time he asks me to marry him I will say yes because the simple truth is that I love that man with everything in me.
The next day I am sitting on Kate's porch with Ethan drinking tea.
Not long after I moved in with Christian, Kate gave up the apartment and bought a small house near Pike Place market. She said she was sick and tired of hearing feet stomping above her head from other apartments at night so she decided a house would be better for her beauty sleep. Ethan moved in with her so he would be close to the university but he told me that he is here on his own mostly because Kate spends most nights at Elliott's.
"So, you gonna tell me what Grey did to you this time?"
"Ethan, it's not like that. I am the one that messed up. I have been such a bitch to christian because In my head I am worried about losing him so I am pushing him away. It's so stupid but I think I am going to have a couple of sessions with doctor Flynn because I don't think I have dealt with some issues from my childhood.
"Ana, I have seen how controlling he is with you. He doesn't leave your side at functions and heaven forbid anyone else should ask you for a dance. He just seems so obsessed with you that it worry's me"
"Ethan, I hope he is obsessed with me because I am obsessed with him. We love each other"
"Then why have you not accepted his proposal? Ana, look I am just calling it how I see it. He is your first love and I think you have just gotten too caught up in it. You never gave anyone else a chance so how do you know he is the one when you have no frame of reference?"
"No one has ever interested me before. With Christian I just fell like.."
My words are cut off when Ethan leans across and presses his lips to mine. For almost three whole seconds I am to stunned to react but then I wrench myself away from him. What the fuck!?
I stand up to put as much space between us as possible when something catches my eye.
Christian is stood at the end of Kate's garden path with a look of horror on his face. In his hands are a small bunch of wild flowers which he know are my favorite.
His eyes meet mine and I watch as hurt, anger and finally defeat cloud his eyes. His shoulder slump and he turns and walks away with out a word.
"Christian! Wait!" I run after him but I am not quick enough as he is already in his R8.
"Christian, No! Stop! That was not what it looked like!" My pleas fall on deaf ears because he turns on the engine and roars away.
He must have thrown the little bunch of wild flowers down because now they are a squashed mess from the tires.
Tears start falling fast and furious down my face and I race inside to grab my car keys only to be met by Ethan.
"Ana, I am sorry I thought.."
"Shut up Ethan! And go to hell!"
I grab my keys and jump into my car. Withing twenty minutes I am in the elevator heading towards the penthouse. As soon as the doors open I run into the great room.
"Christian?...Christian where are you?"
I go to his study but he is not there so I run to our room and breath a sigh of relief when I see him in the closet but my joy of finding him is short lived when I see him ramming my clothes into a suitcase.
"Christian.. That was not what it looked like. I can explain"
He turns to me with such rage in his eyes that I step back.
"Really? You can explain how you just happened to be kissing him?"
"I did not kiss him! He kissed me!"
"It doesn't matter. The pure and simple fact is if you would not have been so childish and ran away from your problems last night then you would not have been there with him this morning! Ana I love you but I can't do this any more"
"Do what?" My heart almost stops.
"This" He points between us "I am sick and fed up with always being the bad guy. I can't even buy you a fucking bunch of flowers with out you laying a guilt trip on me. I can't go to lunch with you because you don't want to be seen with me. I try to move our relationship forward and get married and you shoot me down every single fucking time! But most of all I am sick of seeing this look in your eyes"
"What look?"
"The look that you don't want to be here with me" He says sadly.
I am left speechless that he thinks this. I love being here with him.
"Christian, that is absurd. I love being here with you"
"If that was the truth, Anastasia you wouldn't be always looking for a fight to escape" he puffs out a breath and then sits down on the sofa with my suitcase between his legs.
"Look, Ana. I love you and I know deep down that you love me but I think we need to take a break. The fact that another man kissed you has really fucked me off but not as much as it fucked me off that you were at that house in the first place"
"Christian, I don't want to take a break. We love each other. We can work this out" I am shaking really bad because I can feel my future crumbling around me.
"Maybe I don't want to work it out. Maybe I need time to think things through. I am constantly begging you not to leave me and it should not be like that. I know I can be overbearing and controlling but its only because I don't want you to get hurt" Tears start shining in his eyes but mine are streaming.
"Please don't do this Christian. I want us to be together we can even get married if you want" I beg.
He stands up and gently cups my face. He plants a soft kiss on my lips and then stands back.
"I'll have Taylor bring the rest of your stuff over to Kate's this evening"
And with that he sweeps out the room and I fear out of my life.
What have I done?
I've lost him.