Saved By You
Chapter 36 – Winner
Jace Grey
"You're his Son, why don't you ask him?" I asked Zak as both him and Leon pestered me to ask him to join us for our battle of the band competition. It's tonight at all the wrong time. Since Christian found out Elena is somehow behind this he has locked himself in his office and no one has managed to get him out, even Ana has tried.
"He won't listen to me!" Zak said, pushing my forward to the door.
"And he won't listen to me either…" This is such terrible timing.
"Jace man up and do it for the Greys!" Leon said. "Do it for Lyds…"
Fine! I knocked on the door and turned the handle before peeping my head around the door. Uncle Christian is at his desk, ending a phone conversation with someone about second stage is torture. I figured not to ask questions seen as I've been told to keep my mouth shut about Elena. Christian doesn't want Ana to find out Elena because she too will have steam out of her ears.
"Uncle Christian…"
"What Jace?!" He snapped back as he typed really fast on his laptop keys. Thunder keys are in the building!
I pushed the door open to show, Zak and Leon off too. If I have to go through with this then they can stand by my side.
"We've haven't told you something…"
"Jace…" He stirred his eyes away from the bright screen. "What are you talking about?"
"The three of us and Lydia have formed a band and we would really like it if you came along to our competition tonight. I know the timing is off but they've already moved the competition for us. But there is something you need to see. Lydia would want you too…. "
Christian Grey
I don't particular want to be here. There is no way this will help swing my mood which I suspect the Zak, Jace and Leon are trying to do. I want to support them and if Lydia was in this so called group then I must bite my tongue and get through it. I can't believe they've called themselves the Greys. Elliot seems to be really proud of them and I can't believe he kept their secret. I don't get why they thought I would snap at them for it. As long as they are up on their grades then they could do whatever they want.
"Christian," Ana said wrapping her arms around mine, leaning her head against the top of my arm. "Put a smile on for them."
"How can I?" I ask her.
"At least pretend you're enjoying their music. Kate told me they've been working really hard on this for months." I display a sarcastic smile which makes her grin. "Now keep that up but a little less scary."
I sigh loudly as the music stops. A roar of cheers surrounds us and I find myself clapping for them.
"Wooohoooo! Go the Greys!" Both Kate and Ana cheered together.
Jace steps up closer to the microphone and starts speaking. "As you all know Lydia couldn't join us this evening. She put her heart and soul into her solo piece and we were lucky enough to be allowed to show the video we capture of her practice. Roll it guys."
As Jace, Zak and Leon left the stage together some of the team came and pulled down a slide screen before the projection came on. A title page came up first and it read – 'Dedicated to my Pops.'
All of a sudden a picture came on. The video showed Lydia sitting on Jace's lap; his hands were around her waist as she laid her finger on the piano keys in front of her. Fear swept over her precious face as she starts playing a beautifully starting piece.
"Oh…" Ana gasps besides me, placing a hand over her heart.
I heard the song words to. Lydia has written it about me and how I saved her through the hardest times of her life. When she sings about the number of times she gets beaten by Bill I really want to weep. I feel the crowd's eyes on me and if they weren't here staring at me then I probably would be. Inside my chest is hurting and it aching incredibly. I hope he isn't hurting her but knowing Bills sort I bet he is, the piece of scum.
The song is beautiful when it gets on to all the small things we used to do. I love how she's described the pain and how her fears have gone and turned into happiness.
When the video ends the screen goes black and there is a silence for a moment before a roar of applause arises to the air.
Ana is weeping besides me so I pull my wife to me and let her cry into my chest. "That was amazing Christian…"She sobs out. "She loves you so much…"
"And…" I felt the words tremor out of my mouth. My body wanted to overpower me and I was trying my best to fight against it. "We love her… She knows that and she knows we will get her away from Bill."
Another person goes on stage and announces another solo performance and this time it was Jace. When Ana knew who it was she pushed herself away and cuddled me at my side to watch him. Elliot stood proudly holding Kate the same way.
Here in this town, safe and guarded
We call it home, a feeling that we share
Now leave this place, clinging to hope
In this midnight prayer
If we hold our breath, float beyond this
We'll be reborn, I will carry us home
Are you still alive? Are you scared inside?
Providence is blind when you're terrified
Are you still alive? Are you scared inside?
When we've reached the end of the road
I will carry us home
Oh no, if all our sin was only a hope
And meaningless and true
Now will I expire holding the world
In safety for you
If we make it through and I can save you
With this heart I know, I will carry us home
Are you still alive? Are you scared inside?
Providence is blind when you're terrified
Are you still alive? Are you scared inside?
When we've reached the end of the road
I will carry us home.
With all the concentration on Jace, I can't help but let the tears pool at the corner of my eyes. I lift my free hand as my other one is occupied with my wife to discard my display of emotions. Both of the songs have hit me hard. I never imagined words sung like that could possibly break me like this. At heart I am a weak man and I crumbling. If I don't find my Daughter soon I could possibly break and I don't know what I'll do. Something stupid maybe but I don't want to break my family or hurt Ana in the bedroom. I don't think the gym with Jace will either help.
I pressed my free hand on Ana and looked away so she couldn't see my pink swollen eyes. "I'm going to get something to drink…"
"I don't think they are serving alcohol here…"
"Well, I'd best go and get something then…"
"Christian," She whinged, "They will soon announce a band and solo winner. Zak could win. You don't want to miss it."
"Ana, it will take the judges thirty minutes to decide. I need a break."
"Do you want-"
"No, I don't want company." As soon as my harsh words left my lips I knew I made a mistake by saying it.
Instead of taking a car I took a walk to the nearest shop and got a bottle of cheap wine and a bottle opener. I pulled the cork and had a swing of the cold chilled liquid and it felt really good. Taylor came with me but understood I wanted space so kept a couple of spaces behind.
"Elena isn't giving us anything Sir…"Taylor says stepping up closer to me to explain a few things. "We've searched her home and found nothing but a few odd things a woman her age shouldn't have but apart from that nothing. We've checked her phones and got nothing. What would you like us to do now?"
"We wait till this is over and afterwards you and me go over there and get the information out of her with our 2nd plan. You might have to hold me back though Taylor, I could really kill her."
"If she is involved in this Sir, wouldn't she be best to be rotting in prison?"
I joined everyone with a smile on my face. I handed out the wine and everyone took a swig from the bottle. We didn't have glasses so we had to share. Like I had thought before it took thirty minutes for them to decide on the winners so I hadn't missed a thing. "Well done Son, you were a proper rock star out there," I said rubbing his head, messing with his hair.
"Get off Dad," He squats my hand away from him before he wanders off with his friend who weirdly smiled at me. Do I know him? No.
The head judge took the stage and tapped the microphone to get everyone's attention. "Good luck boys," I tell them. They all stand together all praying they win. Phoebe I have noticed is on the other side of the room and I haven't noticed before but she's hanging around Tyrone Matson who was dating my Daughter. By the way phoebe is being around him, flicking her hair, smiling brightly at him and running her hand down her arm.
"Is something going on with our Daughter and the Matson lad?" I ask my wife. She and our Daughter Phoebe are always talking so I assumed they've had a girly chat and she would have something.
"They're probably friends…"She says, taking another sip of the bottle of wine.
"I want to thank everyone coming today and being a good sport for taking part. Now let's get one with the results. Third place in the solo category is Twiggy from the last-nighters." The kid got a lot of applause from the other side where Phoebe is. "Congratulations," The lady said and passes him his small award. Second place goes to another guy from a different band. Some of the bands hiss and boo at him as he collects his award. I reach out for the bottle of wine and take another sip of the wine. "And this gives me great pleasure to announce in first place Lydia Grey from the Greys."
Shock hit me first before the choking started to occur and I had to take another swig to relieve the croaky frog stuck in my throat. I didn't think Lydia would win an award because she isn't here. I didn't realise she was counted in the vote. I'm the proudest father in the world right now.
"Uncle Christian," Jace shouted across the bundle of joy and overwhelmed family members who decided to jump up and down with excitement. "You should go and get it."
I nod my head and pass the wine to Ana. I made my way through the crowd and people slapped my back for support as I make my way on strange. Fuck these lights are bright. The lady kisses me on the cheek and I know she's stained my cheeks with her bright red lipstick. I wipe my cheeks with the back of my hand before taking Lydia's award. Into the microphone I say. "I'm never lost for words but today I am. Lydia has made me such a proud Father by winning this award. We weren't expecting her to still be in for a vote."
"She still counts…" The woman says behind me.
I smile gratefully. "I know she can't be here but for her I will say that she would have thanked you all. She would have thanked her family for the support or should I say the Greys who knew about this performance. She would have thank you for listen to her song that told a story of tragedy and happiness. To Lydia…" I say lifting the award in the air before shaking the lady's hand and walking back to our family. They all huddle around me to check out the award with her name on it.
"Now let's get down to the nitty gritty part. Which band has won the big prize of a contract? I will say we had a deep discussion about this and we weren't sure who to pick. Because we couldn't come to a decision we decided on two winners. They are the… Late-nighters and the Greys!"
The boys were jumping in the air ecstatic that they won, even with their rivals. I patted each one on the back and congratulated them all before they took to the stage and took the award with the Late-nights. It was nice to see them so happy. Especially, Jace who's been so cut up about Lydia recently.
Even thought they didn't want to admit it before something is going on between them, or should I say was. I know from the loss that Jace is love with my Daughter. The question I need to ask myself is do I let them be together when we get her back or do I break it? I don't think I would like to see them all upset. I wouldn't be able to live with myself. As long as I get the truth from them then I'll support them all the way.
On the way out, I nod to Taylor and he has a separate car for us to take. "Baby, I have something I need to deal with. I shouldn't be long. Join the others for the after party and I'll meet you there… "
"Christian?"
"Ana please…" I sighed out.
"Okay," She says nodding her head and taking Lydia's award out of my hands.
Ana Grey
I know my husband is frustrated and I want to make him feel better instead of seeing him in the god awful, miserable place he is now. I know what he needs. I know what he desires. When he returned home he just flopped himself on the sofa and rubbed at his face in frustration. I stood up from the opposite side without saying anything and take him by the hand, pulling him up from the couch and walk him to our current bedroom.
I skip and turn, reducing our contact slowly before I start to unfasten my silk plum top all the way down. I let the thin fabric glide open, revealing my simple black bra whilst I walk backwards towards the bed.
Christian stands where I have left him looking all pissed off and frustrated whether that is to do with Lydia or that this, what I planned, is not what he wants right now. Surprisingly, as soon as I shrug my shirt off, letting it pool to the bottom of my feet, Christian steps forward then stops. I know deep down I am getting him interested and that is what I want to get at. I need to take this pain from his mind just for a while to let Christian be Christian and to be my Husband. To be selfish I need my husband and he needs me. This is the only way we can have each other and to forget the world and what is going on at the moment.
As I shimmy my denim jeans off, I see the wild spark glowing and getting bigger in his eyes. He so wants me. Those gray eyes of his are staring at me with heat flaring up as he takes another hesitant step closer. Teasing him, I dip my finger into the edge line of my panties. His reaction was to lick his dry lips, so slowly and so deliciously I wanted to sprint into his arms and steal that much needed kiss. But I stood my ground and watched him step once more.
Bringing my arms up behind my back, I go to undo my bra to torment him further. It touches some nerve as Christian growls at me to stop. He flies at me in a quick pace that leaves my eyelashes fluttering to understand his sudden vast movements.
Christian drives me around so I am facing away from him, to my disappointment. I want to see my Husband as we make love. But I am being greedy. He can have me anyway he needs me. Christian locates both of his hands onto my hips, squeezing me firmly. "Oh, Ana," He blows out with warm breath against my naked shoulder. With slight cold hands he travels along the sides of my body which sends a tingle down my spine. He grasps onto my breasts that make me mumble a moan. His touch softens and his lips find the top of my left shoulder, pecking ever so gently that takes all my awareness away. Before I knew it, my bra was off and the cold air hit my bare breasts as the bra drops to the floor with the rest of the pile of my clothes.
Eager to touch him already, I spin around and start to fumble with his shirt button. He caught my wrists and with a whisper to my ear he says softly, "Always so eager Mrs Grey…"
I flush immediately. After all these years I still get embarrassed by my own eagerness and selfishness to want my Husband. Christian finds it all too amusing. With that pleased smirk on his face his fingers lightly graze against the side of my redden cheek. All I want is for him to throw me onto our bed and fuck me hard so he can erase the day from his mind.
So teasingly, his lips lower down to meet mine. He takes forever. I stand on my tiptoes to meet his lips but he pushes me back down to show me who is in charge here. At first I thought it was me but of course he always like to take control. His lips finally touch mine but our kiss isn't soft and gentle as I'd hope. Instead Christian's kiss is eager, rough and so demanding.
All of a sudden, he drives me backwards with a small shove. I land on the bed with an 'oof' and the duvet covers jump as I make contact before falling back down.
Christian stood on my pool of clothes, teasingly stripping in front of me. His long fingers glide down each button, unplugging them slowly going down and down till he reaches the end of his shirt. The rich cotton fabric parts open and dangles and frames his sexy 'V' cut of his muscles. My eyes grew wider at the sight of his hard –on bursting in his low hip riding jeans. My mouth suddenly dries as I climb my way back up his well sculpted, perfect sexy body. I meet Christian devilish grey eyes just before he loosens his bottoms and tugging them down, letting himself spring out. Wow. All the time I am surprised at how large his length is. Of course, my eyes drifted down there, how could I not?
"My eyes are up here Ana," Christian says, destroying my focus. I gather my concentration and look up to my husband and I see his gray eyes full with enthusiasm and amusement. I cannot help it but my cheek flush and I want it to stop. Christian rumbles a deep laugh from his chest and with his hot scorching gaze on me my body responds immediately. My breast swell and my nipples harden with a tingling sensation just under the skin. My husband notices the reaction and he licks his lips like a dominant lion ready to pounce. Oh Christian…
The ache between my legs gets worse as Christian decides to lie down on top of me, pressing up against my breasts making them look bigger than they actually are. With my legs apart and ready for my open I wait breathlessly in anticipation for him to fill me with his thick delicious cock. But I don't get what I desire yet. Instead, Christian lets his lips fall against my parted ones and starts to lick my lips with his tongue. He couldn't restrain himself from the temptation and his lips crash against mine with eager, power and with so much passion. My brain tries to keep up as his hands wanders over my body, cupping my breasts and squeezing them once before letting a groan escape his mouth.
In one swift movement, Christian leans back and his eyes stare into mine for a brief second before he dipped down and nips at my nipples with his teeth. The sharp sting is washed away with the lick and suck of his tongue and mouth.
"Oh please Christian," I beg.
He doesn't give me what I want.
With the tip of his nose he traces down the centre of my body all the way down to my navel. He lifts his head and with a whisper he says, "Close your eyes. Don't open them. Understand?"
"Yes Christian, yes."
As I am told, I close my eyes shut and block the view of Christian to be in my own darkness. All in a sudden, I jump in shock and choke out a gasp to the unexpected hot sensation developing betweens my legs. Christian's expert tongue rotates around in circles over and over again against the sensitive skin of my clit. Holy crap! Above my head, I grab a fistful of the bed sheets and beg for Christian to fuck me now as the intensity climbs through my body. I'm completely lost in my husband, in the pleasure he is giving me.
His lips move away and I wait in the darkness. Even the waiting is making me trembling, wanting and desiring to find out what he's going to do to me next. Christian slips his finger inside of me and I groan in slight satisfaction. It's not completely what my body wants but it will do for now. Holy crap!
I hear a smirking laugh from Christian's lips as he pushes another finger in before swirling them around together in circles.
I am on fire, burning up and up to be scorching. I want him inside me right now. My body is begging him with little whimpers and quivers. "Please… Christian!" I plead, feeling the vibration that wants to hum out getting closer and closer. "Christian!"
Christian finally listens as he slams his hard length inside of me. "Agrh!" I cry out in relief to have him inside of me. His movements get faster and faster and thrusts harder
Christian then decided to use all his anger out on me by thrusting harder and slamming into me over and over, getting faster with every thick push. Christian's hands sweep under me and cups my ass, tilting me so his cock slides even deeper. "Oh…." My chest is rising higher as I feel his length plummet in me over and over again, driving me insane. I pant for breath feeling the muscles tightening around Christian. He groans at the same time I do. "Ah!" I wench open my eyes and see him so fixed on driving himself into me taking it all out on me. "Christian." I feel myself shaking and I notice his muscles tightening too against me.
"Fuck!" He groans, thrusting his thick hard cock inside me.
And at that moment we both reach our body roaring climax. He crumbles after he explodes and his body slams on top of me, his lips crushing down on me. I gasp for air and when I take it Christian breathlessly says, "I love you Anastasia Grey."
A/N – Sooo what did you think of that then? A bit different then normal : ) The song I used was suggested by my partner and is called Terrified by Story of the year, go check it out! : ) In the next chapter Lydia gets some hope! Thanks for the reviews! You guys are amazing!