(A/N: Warning there is some sexual content in this chapter and yeah well
yeah that's all I have to say expect for you to r+r)
I went downstairs to and grabbed the house keys. The only key that opened the door was a tiny gold key that I never noticed before. I opened the door and there was the most beautiful room in the world. In the middle of the room there was a bed shaped exactly like a swan. The sheets were silk and oval (obviously custom made) and at the very top were pink, violet, and red transparent drapers. I wondered around the room until I came upon a letter atop the ivory dresser. On the front in cursive it read Trunks. I know I shouldn't but unfortunately I couldn't help myself. I read the letter but I really wish I hadn't.
Dear Trunks, I'm sorry I couldn't tell you face to face but I really don't want this relationship to work. I can't go on forever knowing that I do not love you. Please forgive me if you think I was leading you on. I could never do that to you Trunks. It's hard to explain how I feel I love you but I'm not in love with you. Do you get it? I also wanted to tell you that I'm pregnant and I can't be with you but I don't want to kill our baby. But don't worry Trunks I know a way to fix all my problems.
Love,
Ericka
I sat there thoughtfully holding the letter. What really happened to you Ericka? Suddenly I heard the door open behind.
"What are you doing in here?" That was Trunks' voice behind me. I stood up with a start. "Nothing" I tried to hide the letter behind me. He glanced at the dresser and then back at me. He knew.
"She loved this room I remember all she ever wanted to do was to look in, gaze in the mirror lie on the bed then all that changed"
"Ericka" I whispered.
"Yeah then she got pregnant and wanted nothing more to do with me" he came to me and began to unbutton my blouse. He managed to tug it off.
"Trunks tell me how did Ericka die" he brought his lips up to my neck and whispered.
"She committed suicide. She had managed to convince herself that she didn't love me or our kid" his hands were moving down my body pulling at my skirt. I felt it tear loose and slip down. His hands felt like mad little creatures at my body, in and out of my clothes pulling, tugging, and stripping me roughly.
He sat back and unfastened his pants. I watched in amazement as he came at me. I raised my hands and he pulled my arms apart and pressed them to the bed.
"Your not like Ericka. You will never be like Ericka. You would never leave the children we will make together, will you Marron?
I shook my head and then felt him press himself in between my legs seizing me roughly. I closed my eyes and fell back. He came at me over ad over again thrusting into me viciously. I wanted to scream but the better side of me told me not to for some reason. I stifled my cries biting down on my lip. Some time later he finished his final thrust and was satisfied. He groaned and then buried his face in my breast. I felt his body shudder then go limp.
"Marron don't ever leave me please" he kissed me gently on my stomach and went to sleep.
I went downstairs to and grabbed the house keys. The only key that opened the door was a tiny gold key that I never noticed before. I opened the door and there was the most beautiful room in the world. In the middle of the room there was a bed shaped exactly like a swan. The sheets were silk and oval (obviously custom made) and at the very top were pink, violet, and red transparent drapers. I wondered around the room until I came upon a letter atop the ivory dresser. On the front in cursive it read Trunks. I know I shouldn't but unfortunately I couldn't help myself. I read the letter but I really wish I hadn't.
Dear Trunks, I'm sorry I couldn't tell you face to face but I really don't want this relationship to work. I can't go on forever knowing that I do not love you. Please forgive me if you think I was leading you on. I could never do that to you Trunks. It's hard to explain how I feel I love you but I'm not in love with you. Do you get it? I also wanted to tell you that I'm pregnant and I can't be with you but I don't want to kill our baby. But don't worry Trunks I know a way to fix all my problems.
Love,
Ericka
I sat there thoughtfully holding the letter. What really happened to you Ericka? Suddenly I heard the door open behind.
"What are you doing in here?" That was Trunks' voice behind me. I stood up with a start. "Nothing" I tried to hide the letter behind me. He glanced at the dresser and then back at me. He knew.
"She loved this room I remember all she ever wanted to do was to look in, gaze in the mirror lie on the bed then all that changed"
"Ericka" I whispered.
"Yeah then she got pregnant and wanted nothing more to do with me" he came to me and began to unbutton my blouse. He managed to tug it off.
"Trunks tell me how did Ericka die" he brought his lips up to my neck and whispered.
"She committed suicide. She had managed to convince herself that she didn't love me or our kid" his hands were moving down my body pulling at my skirt. I felt it tear loose and slip down. His hands felt like mad little creatures at my body, in and out of my clothes pulling, tugging, and stripping me roughly.
He sat back and unfastened his pants. I watched in amazement as he came at me. I raised my hands and he pulled my arms apart and pressed them to the bed.
"Your not like Ericka. You will never be like Ericka. You would never leave the children we will make together, will you Marron?
I shook my head and then felt him press himself in between my legs seizing me roughly. I closed my eyes and fell back. He came at me over ad over again thrusting into me viciously. I wanted to scream but the better side of me told me not to for some reason. I stifled my cries biting down on my lip. Some time later he finished his final thrust and was satisfied. He groaned and then buried his face in my breast. I felt his body shudder then go limp.
"Marron don't ever leave me please" he kissed me gently on my stomach and went to sleep.
