It has been a few weeks since our little act has taken place. Ever few days, Matt will do his 'working late' thing. Translation: have sex with a whore, while I was under the bed, blocking out the orgasm noises. Well that sounds pretty normal don't ya think!
Since there is nothing to do as a housewife, besides clean shit (which I already took care of), I decided to use the laptop and look stuff up. I smirked as an idea popped into my head. I wonder what the internet has of L. Once the laptop was completely turned on, and the internet browser was up and running, I went on google and searched up, L. It was actually pretty amazing how many blogs popped up, but none had anything to do with L himself, mostly a young girls imagination of him. Some fantasy in their brain where they hooked up and shit. It was actually pretty funny! I clicked on one, out of curiosity, and nearly fell off of the couch laughing, it was just too immature and hysterical!
"I woke up in an unfamiliar bed, and next to me was a strange man?" I read out loud between laughs. "He was handsome and had a unique scent? What the hell do people write! He noticed I was awake and got on top of me. 'I'm L. And I love you.' he said? If only they knew, haha! Next thing I knew, he was kissing me and taking off my shit and bra? Wow. Just wow. This is getting inappropriate and fast…" I trailed off as I scrolled the page down, not bothering to read it word for word "He thrusts hard… Okay! I'm not reading anymore! This is just… Ew!" I quickly closed the browser. My face was flushed, and I was nearly crying. That was just too gross. Next time I see, L, I am going to inform him of these crazed and obsessed girls fanfictions (if that is what they call them) of him. I put the laptop on the coffee table, and started slamming my head on the side of the couch.
I heard the front door open, and footsteps walking in, and the slam of the door closing. I was still slamming my head on the couch. It wasn't until the footsteps walked a little bit closer from the door, that I heard the sounds of kissing and moans. My eyes went wide, and I ran into the bedroom, quietly as possible. I had no idea they were doing this tonight! Usually Matthew tells me! I guess this is just an unexpected one! I just hope the Autumn isn't watching this. This will ruin her innocence! I crawled under the bed, making sure not to leave a trace that I was there, and pulled out Matthew's iPod (he's letting me use it for the case) and plugged the headphones in my ears, the volume loud enough to hide the moans, but quiet enough to hear a scream of bloody murder. I'm good at deciphering which one is which. I sighed and waited for the deed to be finished, as I selected a song to play. It was Wild Life by Hedley.
"Scratch scratches
Fire starts with matches
They're burning down the world and chopping down with hatchets
Life in plastic
Blood still splashes
Running round like animals in city soaked in ashes
If you wanna be with me I could need you now
It's a jungle out there and the teeth are out.
Find a better place to be safe with me tonight.
In this wild world it's a wild life
Cuts, clashes,
Claws for the slashes
Uncivilized civilization when it crashes
Just some tragic
Creatures in the sadness
Rat racing, dog piling, animals of madness
If you wanna be with me I could need you now
It's a jungle out there and the teeth are out.
Find a better place to be safe with me tonight.
In this wild world it's a wild life
If you wanna be with me I could need you now
It's a jungle out there and the teeth are out,
We'll find a better place to be safe and sleep at night
In this wild world it's a wild life
And if you stand by me we'll get away somehow
It's a jungle out there and the teeth are out
Find a better place to be safe with me tonight
In this wild world it's a wild life
It's a wild life
Scratch scratches
Fire starts with matches
They're burning down the world and chopping down with hatchets."
I was trying not to hum or sing along as each song played through. The songs in the album were cute and fun to listen to. Too bad that I can't hum or sing along, if I did, I'll get caught, and our plan will fail. I closed my eyes and fell asleep to the music.
I woke up to the sound of banging and shouting. I could also see the bed moving as the deed was still being done. I stayed put, not wanting to give my position away. I paused the song, and listened carefully to what was happening. I heard Matthew growl, and get off the bed, not bothering to put some clothes on as he answered the door.
"Mello?" I hear him say, surprised. As was I, what is Mello doing here?
"God, Matthew!" Mello shouted. "Put some clothes on!"
Matthew coughed. "Um, I'm ah, a little busy, um, right now. Come back another time?"
"You better hope that your wife doesn't find out about this." Mello warned.
"I know." Matthew say. "She won't. But I gotta get some, some how! She won't give me any!"
"Alright." Mello sighed, his voice fading away. "See ya later!"
I heard the door slam and the bed creak, slightly, as Matthew came back onto the bed.
"Who was that?" A giggle girl's voice asked.
"My wife's friend." Matthew chuckled. "She doesn't know about this, and I can trust her friend won't say anything."
"Back to business?"
"Yes sweetheat."
And I pressed play once more, as they got going once again.
It was dinner time. Matthew and I were at the dinner table, talking and laughing like a normal couple. We ate out pasta and went to bed and cuddled.
"How much longer do you think this will take?" I asked as I rested my head on Matthews bare chest.
"I think in a couple of days." He sighed, rubbing my back. "The next appointment is on Friday."
I nodded and snuggled into his chest. I felt him kiss the top of my head, lightly, and I blushed. He chuckled as he could feel the heat off of my face. I think if this keeps going on, I might fall for him. He's a really nice guy, once you get to know him. It's those creeps that make him seem like one.
"You know, you're real beautiful, December." He smiled. "And you're funny, sweet, a little cocky sometimes, sarcastic, and loveable. If this keeps going on, I might fall for you." My eyes widened. I was thinking the same thing! Well, not the cheesy shit he said, but the - yeah you get the point. I felt a hand lift my face up, making me look at him. His face leaned closer to mine, until our lips touched. My eyes widened in shock. He kissed me! I soon recovered and closed my eyes and kissed back, my hands on his chest, and his arms around my waist. His lips left mine, as they went to my neck, kissing it lightly, tightening his grip on me, bringing me closer.
No we did not have sex, if that's what you're wondering. I hold on to my morals. I don't believe in sex before marriage, and there is no frucking way that I will have sex before I am married. And yes, I did say frucking. My new word for fucking. Yes, they are similar, but I love saying it. It's fun.
I wiped the tables clean, and mopped the floors. I became a habit after working at the bakery for so long. It also brings me out of my thoughts of the kiss last night. I'm still thinking about it, and every time it pops into my brain, my face flushes bright red.
I sighed, as I finished up cleaning and put the cleaning stuff away. I saw the phone that Mello uses for emergencies. I looked at it for a few minutes, and then it started ringing. I looked at the caller ID. It was Mello's. I picked it up and answered.
"Hello." I said.
"December! I miss you so much!" I hear Autumn's cheery voice giggle through the phone.
"Autumn! I miss you too!" I giggle.
"Matt told me he would take me shopping today!" She said joyfully. "Wanna come?"
"Okay!" I laughed. I think that this will pull my thoughts from the kiss.
"I'll be there in ten!"
I guess she might be close by. The hideout is supposed to be far from here. I hung up the phone and went to the bedroom and got ready. Matthew was at 'work', so it would all work out. I put on a forest green sweater and black jeans, with some navy blue boots and a matching cardigan. I grabbed my purse and out some money and Matthew's iPod in it. I smiled as I fluffed my hair a bit, and went to the front door to wait.
I heard the doorbell ring, shortly after. I grabbed the spare key and quickly wrote a note to Matthew, letting him know I'd be out. Though, I had no clue when I'd be back. I exited the home, and locked the door behind me, as I followed Autumn to the car. With that, Matt drove us to the mall.
When I got back, I turned the key of the lock, allowing me to enter. I through the keys onto the side table near the door, and walked into the room.
"Matthew, I'm home!" I called. No answer. Weird. Is he home? I looked at his iPod, it was after five. He should be home. "Matthew?" I heard some quiet shuffles coming from the bedroom this time. That's odd. I walk to the bedroom with my quiet feet, not making a sound. I enter and what I saw was horrifying. Matthew was tied to the bed, and someone was on top of him. It was a young woman, she had long black hair, and she held a knife in her right hand, and it looked as if she was about to stab him. I looked around and I saw some rope on the dresser. I quietly grabbed it and made it to the girl. I smirked as I jumped on her, quickly grabbing her hand and pulling them behind her back before she could stab Matthew. I tied her up, and made sure she couldn't get a way. I also took her knife.
"Why would you protect a cheating man like him?" she whined. Her voice matched the whore he slept with yesterday!
"Nice to know you've slept with him to know!" I laughed, with a smirk.
"You weren't supposed to be home!" She growled.
"Yes she was." Matthew said sternly. "It was all part of the plan."
"What plan?" the girl asked.
"The plan to catch you." I chuckled. "Affaires Blood." She gasped, and tried to struggle, but soon gave up once she realized that it was pointless. I walked up to Matthew and untied him, and he wrapped his arms around my waist, as if he wanted to protect me.
"Why?" I asked. "Why did you do it? Why did you kill all of those people?"
"Those damned man whores." She growled. "Always cheating on their wives. I couldn't take it when mine did it to me. I killed him first. Than I became a whore so I could catch others."
I heard the door slam open, and Mello came rushing through with his creeps. They grabbed Affaires Blood, and took her away, but before she was completely gone, I called out to her, "What's your name? Your real name."
"Angela. Angela Martins."
And then she was gone.
I looked at Matthew, who was still holding me. Mello had left. He said that we should stay just in case Angela had a partner. Matthew kissed my forehead.
"You said it would happen on Friday." I stated.
"Yeah." He smirked. "I lied. Suprise." I glared at him. "Oh, come on. Don't be like that! We caught Affaires Blood, right?" I sighed and nodded, resting my head on his chest. "Good girl. Now, let's get to bed." He then pulled me under the covers and hugged me close. "I like you, December." I looked up at him. He leaned in and kissed me. "Will you be mine?" My eyes widened. I mind wanted to say yes, but my heart said no. Even though I blushed at his actions, but was I ready for this? I only knew him for two weeks!
"Follow your heart." I hear Autumns words echo through my ears. She had told me that some time ago. She was a smart girl, and she knew good. I'll follow her advice. My heart was telling me no. My heart told me that he was only a friend.
I sighed and pushed myself away from Matthew. I stood up and walked to the living room. I grabbed a glass from the cupboard, and filled it with water. I took a sip then sighed, as I felt arms wrap around my waist, as lips on my neck.
"Is that a yes?" He whispered in my ear, as he kissed my neck. I shook my head no. His grip tightened on me, and I struggled, but I was not strong enough.
"I was told to follow my heart, and my heart only likes you as a friend!" I said shyly.
"December." He said, turning me around to make me look at him. "I won't let you say no." The look in his eyes was possessive and controlling.
"Matthew…" I mumbled. "I can't. It wouldn't be right."
"I'll make it right." He growled. "I'll make you mine." What the fruck was happening? This isn't the Matthew that I know. "You're lucky that you're still single, otherwise I'd have to kill you for 'cheating."
"How would I be cheating we're not together?" I breathed.
"You're mine now." He said. "Since the moment I first kissed you. And if you were dating someone else, that would be cheating on me. I would have to kill you if that were the case."
"What do you mean?" I asked. He was talking nonsense! "Are you saying that…?"
"Yes." He smirked darkly. "I am the second half of Affaires Blood. I am the one who took care of the cheating wives. Now be a good girl and come to bed." He dragged me to the bedroom and threw me on the bed, before getting on top of me. He looked down at me, as he used his arms to keep his weight slightly off of me. "Now that I have you, I won't let you go."
"Matthew." I said. "There are so many other woman for you there."
"None like you." He growled, as he started to kiss my neck roughly. I felt a tear in my right eye. I did not want this. I didn't love him. I realized that I loved someone else. Not Matthew. Not Near. Not Matt. Someone else.
"Help." I mumbled quietly. "Help."
The door slammed open, revealing that someone. He raised his gun aiming it at Matthew's head, as the creep started to nibble on my neck. He stepped closer to us, until his gun was cokced right up agaisnt Matthew's head.
"Get off of her."
