Hey guys, latest update for you. Apologies for the delay, just finished my A-Level exams so the updates on this and all my other stories will be more frequent from now on.
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Chapter 2- Can't Forget
Phil woke up early the next morning; he rubbed his eyes as the early morning sunlight cast its light through Sam's window and focussed on his surroundings. He looked towards the other side of the bed, it was empty. Sam must've already got up. Phil smiled slightly to himself as he remembered the events of the night before, he hadn't drunk as much as Sam and therefore, it was clearer in his mind than it probably was for her. The one thing that Phil remembered more than anything else was Sam saying that she loved him. He smirked to himself, he didn't know whether she actually meant it or not. Phil so desperately wanted her to mean what she had said the night before because he had fallen in love with her. They had been close for ages and over that time, he had realised that his feelings for Sam amounted to more than friendship. On the other hand, she had been drunk the night before and she may have said it in her drunken stupor Phil needed to know where he stood, one way or the other.
He got up off the bed and walked towards the door. He opened it and as he descended the staircase, he heard noises coming from the kitchen. Phil reached the bottom of the stairs and walked into the kitchen. Sam turned around as soon as she heard Phil enter the kitchen, 'morning Phil,' she said.
'Morning Sam,' Phil replied. 'You OK?'
'Not too bad,' Sam said. 'I am a bit hungover though.'
'I'm not surprised,'
'I was about to bring this up to you,' Sam said as she put a cup of coffee on the worktop.
'Thanks,' Phil smiled gratefully towards Sam as he sat down on one of the stools and began to drink his coffee.
Phil finished his coffee about ten minutes later, 'listen Sam,' he started. 'About last night…'
Sam's eyes met Phil's, 'what about last night?' she asked.
'Well…' Phil trailed off, wondering how best to broach the subject of her actions last night. 'You said a few things last night and I was just wondering where it leaves us.'
'What things?'
'Before you passed out last night, you said you loved me,'
Sam closed her eyes and sighed deeply, the events of last night were still a bit hazy, especially that particular part. Phil was her best friend and she trusted him, he would never lie to her about something like that. She opened her eyes and looked at Phil, their gazes locked. 'Look Phil, I said a number of things last night, under the influence of alcohol, that I didn't mean and…'
'And that was one of them,' Phil finished.
Sam nodded her head, 'I'm sorry Phil,' she smiled apologetically.
He smiled politely back at her. He had been expecting this but it still didn't take away the sinking feeling that he had experienced when Sam confirmed it. Phil was in love with her, but it appeared that his feelings weren't reciprocated by her. They had been through a lot, he had been there for her when her relationship with Stuart was failing and had consoled her when she lost her and Stuart's baby. He loved her but he had been knocked back. He couldn't forget his feelings for Sam, even if he'd wanted to. 'I'd better be going,' Phil said as he got up.
He walked out of the kitchen and into the hall, towards the door. Sam followed him, 'we're still friends aren't we Phil?' she asked.
Phil turned around and smiled at Sam, 'course we are. What makes you say that?' he replied.
'I just don't want everything I said last night to jeopardise our friendship,'
'It hasn't, I promise,' Phil said as he kissed Sam's forehead. 'I'll see you at work.'
'See you Phil,' Sam replied as he opened the door and walked down the garden path.
Sam watched until Phil disappeared out of sight, sighing quietly to herself. She was glad it hadn't done anything to their friendship. Phil was her best friend and their friendship was something very valuable to her and she didn't want to lose it all because of a few things that she said under duress. Her head was still throbbing, which wasn't surprising after the amount she had drunk last night. Sam locked the door and went back upstairs to her bedroom to prepare for her working day.
Rachel looked up at the clock; it read 6:45. She sat up slightly, smiling slightly to herself as she saw the pile of clothes that had been so hastily discarded the night before and then turned to look at the male figure asleep beside her. She smiled to herself as she remembered what had happened between her and Eddie the night before, not that she'd ever be able to forget it, or even want to. Eddie was the first man she'd allowed to get that close to her for many years; for fear that she would end up being used. Rachel couldn't regret what had happened, she had made a move on Eddie, she wanted it to happen. Rachel shuffled her position and rested her head against his chest. 'Eddie?' she whispered.
Eddie's eyes fluttered open at the sound of Rachel's voice. His gaze fixed upon the top of her head, 'morning Rachel,' he whispered back as he sat up slightly and kissed the top of her head.
Rachel looked up at Eddie and smiled, 'morning Eddie,' she replied.
'You OK?'
'Fine thanks, you?'
'Never better,'
Rachel smiled as Eddie leant downwards and kissed her softly. They pulled away and she snuggled back down and rested her head back against his chest. Eddie wrapped his arms around Rachel, bringing her even closer to him. 'Can I ask you something Rachel?' Eddie asked, breaking the blissful silence that had descended between them.
'Course you can,' Rachel replied.
'You know you said that you couldn't go to the police about Stuart because there was no evidence to support your accusation,'
Rachel looked up at him and nodded, 'we've got the evidence now so would you consider going to the police now?' Eddie continued.
Rachel sat up, pulling the sheets up with her to cover herself. 'Eddie, you know it's not that simple. If I did go to the police about Stuart, it would come out about my past and if that happens, I will resign. Besides, you were the one who yesterday was convinced that we'd seen the last of him,' she said.
'I know Rachel. I want him out of our lives for good and the best way to do that is to put him away,'
'I wish it was that simple. Suppose I did get the police onto Stuart and it did come out about my past, I would probably either be sacked or forced to resign, I love my job here and I don't want to leave so soon after we…' Rachel stopped, hoping that Eddie would understand what she meant.
Eddie sat up and put his arms around her. She rested her head against his shoulder, 'you haven't done anything wrong Rachel so I can't see a reason why the governors would fire you, it's in the past. And as for us, if the worst comes to the worst, we'll manage,' he whispered as he pulled out of the embrace and leant downwards to kiss the top of her head.
'Thanks Eddie,' Rachel said as she took her head off Eddie's shoulder and smiled at him.
'What for?'
'For supporting me, I know it must've been difficult for you to take in,'
'It was,' Eddie admitted. 'But I'm over that now.'
'Good,' Rachel smiled. 'I'm glad.'
Eddie leant across and kissed Rachel softly on the lips. She relaxed and allowed him to deepen the kiss. Rachel wrapped her arms around Eddie's neck and she lay back on the bed before pulling him down on top of her as their tongues clashed together…
'That felt good,' Rachel whispered about half an hour later.
'How good?' Eddie cheekily asked as he sat up.
Rachel too sat up and smiled at him. She put one hand on the back of his neck and pulled him closer to her. Their lips met once again but this time, Rachel deepened the kiss and poked her tongue into his mouth. They pulled away a few minutes later. 'That good,' she said as she rested her forehead against Eddie's.
'Listen, about what I said earlier Rachel,' Eddie started.
'Which bits of it?'
'About Stuart, I had an idea. Surely there's got to be a way to get the police onto him without it damaging your career,'
Rachel moved away slightly from Eddie, 'how do you mean?' she asked.
'I don't really know Rachel, I thought there might be a way of keeping any investigation into Stuart discreet, that's all,'
A thought suddenly occurred to Rachel, 'I think you're right Eddie,' she said. 'I'll make a few calls, but I'm not promising anything will come of it.'
'That is all I ask of you,' Eddie replied as she wrapped his arms around Rachel once more.
She rested her head against Eddie's chest and sighed happily to herself. 'I'd better be going Rachel,' Eddie said a few minutes later.
'Awww, why?' Rachel moaned.
'Because I think people will start to talk if I turn up to school dressed in the same clothes as yesterday,'
A small smile began to creep across Rachel's face. 'I guess so,' she said.
She got out of bed and walked towards her en-suite bathroom and opened the door, pulling her purple silk dressing gown off the back and wrapping it around herself. 'I'll leave you to get dressed,' Rachel smiled at Eddie as she walked towards the door and opened it, closing it as she left to go downstairs.
Eddie came downstairs about ten minutes later. He heard movement in the kitchen; he knew it was Rachel so he went through. 'I'm going now Rachel,' he said.
Rachel put her coffee mug down on the worktop, 'I guess I'll see you at work then,' she said.
'You will indeed,' Eddie smiled as he turned around and walked out of the kitchen and towards the door.
Rachel heard the door open, 'Eddie!' she called as she left the kitchen and followed Eddie to the door.
Eddie turned around as he saw Rachel enter the hall, 'what is it Rachel?' he asked.
'Let me do this one more time,' Rachel replied as she walked towards him.
She cupped his face in her hands and brought it closer to hers. She kissed him passionately on the lips and allowed her tongue to clash with his. They pulled away and smiled at each other, 'I'll see you in a bit,' Eddie said as he walked down the garden path.
Rachel watched as Eddie got into his 4x4 and pulled away from the kerb. Once Eddie had disappeared out of sight, she closed the door and walked back into the kitchen. Rachel ran her fingers through her hair and smiled to herself. Maybe Eddie did have a point about Stuart, perhaps it would be better for both of them to get the police onto him and get him out of their lives for good. They both knew what he was capable of and if Stuart found out about them, neither of them would be safe.
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