A/N: This will be the prologue to the story I have in mind. If the respond to the prologue is good, I will continue to write on it. Let's see what'll happen.
Prologue
Christian's POV
Love. That is a concept I don't understand. I see people fall in and out of love all the time. Well I see Elliott falling in and out of love. Somehow he's in love with the idea of being in love.
I don't need love; I have given up on the idea of love. I'm 21 years old and I've given up, isn't that tragic? No I don't think so.
I've been in love once, and if I'm completely honest with myself, I still love her. That's tragic.
Anastasia, god I love the name. I love the person, and I hate myself. Ana was my math tutor. I didn't even need help in math, just wanted to be close to her. Throughout high school I was kind of a loner, and she was a geek. A very beautiful geek and I wanted her.
She was my tutor for 4 months without anything happening, and the end of the school year was coming sooner, than I would've liked. We had studied all over Seattle, at school, at my place, at her place; we were at diners, IHOP in the mornings. We spent all that time together and still nothing happened.
I was so head over heels, it was a new feeling for me, but I liked it. And I thought she had feelings for me as well, and I was right. One night my parents were out at dinner with Mia, and Elliott was at college, and we were all alone. We started with studying, and then more happened. We had studied for 2 hours, and had gone through everything we could go through. But I wouldn't say goodbye, so we decided to see a movie.
When the movie was almost done, we were half sitting and half lying on each other, leaning towards the middle. I was holding her hand, and rubbing my thumb over her knuckles. She was looking up at me smiling, her sweet smile. We both closed the distance at the same time, and our lips collided. It was an amazing sweet and gentle kiss.
Before I knew it I had dragged her on my lap, and we deepened the kiss. It was perfect and I wanted to take it to next level. I tugged at her shirt hem, and tried to lift it, when she stopped me. She was so nervous, and told me she had never done it before. I kissed her again, and told her I had never done it either. There we were 16 years old, and losing our virginity together. Just the way I wanted it.
We went to the bedroom, all giddy and ready. Since neither one of us had done it before, I guess we were really nervous, but we wanted it. We kissed, and kissed and oh god how we kissed. We were all over each other, and we kissed full open mouthed, it was wet and hot.
We laid there naked, just looking at each other, observing each other, memorizing each part of our bodies, and touching each part, kissing all over. Then I was on top, and looking in to her beautiful eyes, as I slowly entered her. My tip in and out of her, after a while when I felt that she was ready for more, I tried going deeper. But her virginity barrier kept me for going deeper, inside her. I kissed her long before I whispered 'sorry' as I slammed into her. She cried out in pain and I felt so bad for her, there I was enjoying it, and she was in pain. I stilled inside her, till she told me it was okay to move again.
After a few gentle thrust, she started to enjoy it. Still I could see she didn't enjoy it as much as I did. But she didn't complain. And I made her come. God when she came, she screamed my name out. Hearing someone screaming my name out in pleasure, was such a turn on. Hearing her scream out my name in pleasure, made me come so hard.
I stayed on top of her as we both got our breaths back. We were both breathing heavy, after our amazing love making. I knew it then, and I know it now. I was, and still am in love with Anastasia Rose Steele. That was our first time having sex, and it was so amazing, and we were amateurs. So when it was so amazing the first time, I couldn't imagine how it would be after a few times.
At school the next day, we couldn't stop looking and giving smiles to each other, when we had classes together. And we sat together at lunch. We started hanging out more, going to diners, without the math books, going to movies, holding hands, and kissing every now and then. We didn't have an opportunity to sleep together again. My parents didn't go much out, and Ana's dad was always home. Plus Ana didn't feel comfortable doing it in the car.
It went a few weeks; my math grade went up, just in time before the summer was coming. Things were great between Ana and me for a while. We hadn't told anyone. I think people saw us at school, but hadn't told our parents yet. My mom met Ana once, as my tutor, not my girlfriend. Anastasia was my girlfriend. But then she became distant. Every time I kissed her she pulled away. When I tried to take her hand, she took it out of my reach.
She was going to breakup with me, of course she was. This was too good to be true; she was too good to be true. She told me we needed to talk, and that never sounds good. We went to our diner, where we always ate; she brought me to our diner, where she was going to breakup with me. A Text would've been better. I remember that as it was yesterday.
-Flashback Start—
I just arrived at the diner, nervous as shit. I can see Ana sitting there, I see her through the windows. I stand just looking at her, savoring the look of her. This might be our last date. She turns her head and looks me right into my eyes. She looks scared, and vulnerable. She waves, and I go to sit beside her. I take her hand, and hold it tight as we order our specials. When the food arrives, I start eating. I look up at Ana and she's just moving her food around.
''Ana what's wrong? Are you okay baby?'' she looks up, and I can see the tears that start forming in her eyes. ''You can tell me.'' I take her hand again, and hold tighter and giving her a reassuring smile. She looks at her food and doesn't answer, and I slowly see a tear fall down her face. ''Anastasia tell what's going on, you're scaring me.''
''I'm pregnant, Christian.'' I let go of her hand, as if it burned me. Pregnant, she can't be pregnant, we used protection didn't we? And it was one time; we have only had sex one time. Pregnant, we're 16 for fucks sake, soon turning 17, but we're too young. I don't even want to have children, at least not at 16. We would ruin the child. God, oh god, let this not be happening. ''Christian?''
''Get rid of it.'' I say, I don't want this to be happening.
''Wha… what?'' I can't look at her, I can hear the hurt in her voice, and her face must show the same emotion.
''Anastasia we're too young, and it would be the best for the child.'' Of course it would be best for the child, no child would be good with a father like me, someone as fucked up as me.
''Christian… I... I can't Christian.'' I stare at her in horror. Can't? ''Christian I love you, we can make this work. I love you.'' She loves me? This is the first time she has said it, and I want to say it back so bad, but not while we're discussing this.
''Ana we can't.'' can't she see it? Can't she see how bad this really is?
''I'm not having an abortion, and I can't believe you're suggesting that.'' Why can't she believe it? I can't believe she wants to keep it.
''I'll give you my savings, and I want you to get rid of the child, and get out of Seattle.'' What did I just say? I don't mean that, I love you, but I can't do anything about it now. She looks hurt and angry, angrier then hurt, and a little confused.
''I'll leave; I know my dad got a job offer in Montesano, so now I can tell him to take it, as for your money. I. Don't. Want. It.'' She said through gritted teeth.
-Flasback End—
She left Seattle, and I gave her my saving money. She had the abortion and left with 25 grand. I can't believe I chased her away, the girl I'm completely in love with, how can I ever love again? Some people may say we were young, naïve and that high school sweet hearts never lasts, but we would've. We would've made it work.
After Ana left, I was so out of it. I started drinking and skipping school. My life went one way, and that way was down. I was ashamed over myself. I still think I made the right decision on the abortion, but not on making Ana leave. My parents were so out of it; they didn't know how they could help. They told me I had to get my shit together, and told me I would start working for one of their close friends Elena. Just doing what she asked me to do, and don't give her attitude.
I was sure Elena would want me to do the cleaning in her home, and all that boring stuff, but I learned different after only a few times. She wanted me, she wanted to fuck me. And she did, in all ways. She showed me how to fuck, and how to submit to her. It was fucking hot. I have fucked ever since, never made love to another person. After a year of submitting to Elena, I wanted to be the dominant, I liked being her sub, but I felt like I was ready to be in control for once.
Because of Elena I got my shit together and graduated from high school with only A's and B's. The plan was for me to go to Harvard, I got accepted, and my parents were really proud of me. But I changed my mind, I didn't want to go after all, I wanted to start my own business, I had all these ideas in my head, and I knew I could do it. My parents were so disappointed. And they wouldn't give me the money I needed. They didn't know what I did with my savings; they just knew that suddenly my 25 grand was gone, so they thought I just gambled them away or something.
Luckily Elena believed in me, I had to tell her my ideas and how I would work. She gave me 100 grand and that's how I started Grey Enterprises Holdings. Here I am 5 years later, and richer than ever. I still have a long way till I'm where I want to be, but I'm a self made millionaire at 21, and I'm proud of it.
I stopped subbing for Elena, she thought me how to be a Dom, and now she provides me with submissives. I have them for about 3 months then I get a new one, sometimes sooner, never later. 3 months that's it. And if one of them wants more, then they can go fuck themselves. There are things I'm proud of here in life, and things I'm not. But isn't that just how it is? That's life. Right?
I'm late to my parents for lunch, and I'm soaked, it rains like shit out here. Elliott is bringing his new girlfriend over, and mom said I have to be here, so here I am. Yay!
''Mom, I'm just changing be right back!'' I yell out as I run upstairs to my room, to shift from this wet suit to something more comfortable. As I head over to my room, I see my doors open. And the closer I get, I see someone standing there, all long dark hair, softly touching my bed. ''Who are you and what are you doing in my room'' I ask angrily. Why is there a stranger in my room?
I see the person tense up, as she slowly turns around to face me. I gasp when I see who it is. It's the one person I thought I would never see again. She's more beautiful now, and she looks a bit bigger than before, not fat, but healthy. I feel my heart jump as I look at her, at my beautiful Anastasia Steele.
A/N: So what do you think? Please review and tell me, if you want more.