Authors Note: This is the last chapter that is going to deal with the resistance group. I still have Finn, Tina, and few others to go for the performers. I'm throwing in a nice twist in the next couple of chapters so keep your eyes peeled for it.
Chapter 9
Where the heart is
Sam Evans sat propped on his elbow looking down at Lauren. He was tracing his hand up and down her arm gently so he wouldn't wake her. She was so soft to touch and he always noticed how warm she felt when she was pressed up against him like they were now. Lying in the small entrance to the house that had been abandoned months before the Russian and Chinese joint force had moved in on the state. The whole town in fact had packed up and moved. It was the perfect place for the resistance, he was kind of sad that it would be nothing but ashes by the time the Russian patrol moved through the next week. There were a lot of good memories nestled in the small brick homes, stores, and streets.
He looked up and down Laurens body and noticed the tell tale signs of how big she use to be. The now light colored skin that were stretch marks that covered her mid section, the loser skin that covered the powerful muscles, her overly chubby cheeks.
She was beautiful to him. He had never come across a woman who was like her. That's what had drawn him to her for her companionship during the war. Why he would flirt with her constantly, call her sweet names. He needed that companionship. He always felt better after he got off. He always thought and fought better when he didn't feel the incessant need to blow his load. He knew it was cruel to say, but Lauren was only his dumping ground.
He knew that she loved him. After all the things he had done just to get her in to bed she'd better. She had turned out to be one of the best pieces of ass he had ever had. She was wild and passionate. She would let him do some of the most fucked up things to her, and she enjoyed every minute of it.
When one of the Chinese or Russians would almost get the best of him, it would piss him off, infuriate him in fact, and he would take it out on her. Fucking her as hard as he could, he enjoyed watching the little bits of pain that would cross her face. She always seemed to cum harder like that though, he wanted to get her to the point that she was saying he was being too rough, but she was a tough fucking bitch. He had to give that to her. He still wished she would say it.
Yet, the nights like they had just shared, he figured she cherished those the most. When he would "make love to her." If he was any kind of heartless dick he would have told her that when he was doing it to her like that. Touching her and kissing her so gently that he was thinking about Brittany.
Every so often he would hope she wouldn't return from one of her missions. That she would get caught or killed and his "buddy" would come to comfort him and, he could finally feel what it was like to be with a woman he actually loved. He wondered what her pussy felt like. If it was tighter then Laurens, or if her body was still as perfect as it was back in the days of old, with that cute little mole next to her belly button.
He had wanted to steal Brittany away from where they were. They could run and hide somewhere. Maybe not live happily ever after, but live together. Brittany was still a stupid girl though. Oh, when it came to slaughtering the enemy, when it came to following battle plans or even make them, she was brilliant. Yet the simplest concepts still escaped her grasp.
For instance, she couldn't remember that Paper beats Rock. Or she never picked up on the fact that when they did the itsy bitsy that she was in fact the rain because she was the one that dropped the bag. And she always ate those fucking granola bars.
He liked that about her. She would believe anything he told her and that always worked to his advantage. Granted, manipulating his "buddy" was kind of mean, but Sam was absolutely convinced that if he didn't manipulate her on some things, she would be killed by her own stupidity. That's why Sam loved her. Because he could control her, and would never have to be cruel to do it.
Lauren slowly turned in to him and moved closer to his body. His eyes saw Lauren, his mind saw Britt and when Lauren looked up and him sleepy and smiled he whispered
"I love you."
Lauren whispered back
"I love you too."
He really didn't care if she thought he meant that he loved her and not Brittany.
