By the way, sorry to all those who are looking forward to those intimate bits I initially said I would put. But hey, I am only 14! Didn't know too much about all these and never read those kinds of stories before! But all in all, this chapter does touch on about "that". Should say is a hard PG-13 chapter.
If you are not comfortable about that though, you could always hit the "back" button. :P
Chapter 12: A new beginning
Well, as Fred said, we are going to Paris! I have been here plenty of times but this is the first time I am so happy! It is my honeymoon after all… I am SUPPOSED to be happy.
"Wow! This house is so beautiful!" I couldn't help exclaiming. We are cruising on the road in the mystery machine, and there is this beautiful Victorian house. Well… you know what I like to do when I see beautiful things, and that is taking a picture of it.
However, just when I was about to get my camera out, Fred steered the mystery machine into its porch. "What are you doing? This isn't our house, we can't stop here!" I said, although I would really like to go in there. "I rented it!" Fred said, and carried all the bags in.
Wow! I am actually living in this beautiful house, and I really felt like a queen. I mean, the decoration is classic, and sort of like the palaces you would see in the olden days. I walked through all the rooms and marveled at everything I see.
"Hey Daph! Ready to go shopping?" Fred asked. "Of course I am!" I cried in delight and we were out of the house in thirty seconds.
Paris is really my shopping heaven. I picked up plenty of things there, but those include foodstuff we are going to have tonight. Well, I have to at least learn to do my part as a married woman right… "Why aren't you buying more?" Fred asked.
Yeah, I bought only a dress or two, because I know Fred is going to have a hard time paying for the wedding and the honeymoon. It is way out of his budget. I have to get used to it somehow. I smiled at him sweetly and said, "It's okay. I have lots of dresses already."
However, we did get around to all the places in Paris! The Eiffel Tower is really tall; I had a hard time just looking at it. Also, I had a really great time in the restaurant, communicating to everyone in French. I ordered all the dishes and I think Fred doesn't even have an idea what I am talking about! He just stared and stared.
After that, we decided to go back to the beautiful house for a nap. Really, my feet are killing me! Also, we had to prepare for our dinner, and after that…
To tell the truth, I am really nervous about my first time. I have never done that before, what if I do the wrong things? Will it be painful? Every time I thought of this, I couldn't help feeling nervous and excited. Is that how every woman would feel the first time they have sex? I heard from many people that it hurts a lot the first time…
"Ready to have our dinner?" Fred asked. I nodded and walked into the dining room. It is heavenly. Gentle candlelight, delicious food, and sweet wine… I feel like I am floating… I sat down and Fred poured some of the wine into our glasses. He then sat down. We knocked our glasses together and sipped the wine.
It is really nice, the way that Fred planned all these for me. I could tell that he really loved me, and that is one quality that I looked in for a guy.
We started at our dinner, and finished it in no time. I stand up, and started to put all the dishes away. I almost dropped the dishes when I felt something around my waist. Fred.
"Don't bother about that, we could do that later." He said, put all the dishes on the table, and kissed me passionately. I responded immediately, and put my arms around his neck. That kiss lasted for a long time.
Then, I felt him carry me up. I don't care at all. He can do whatever he like and I will enjoy it all the same. We went into the bedroom, and he placed me gently on the bed.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Fred asked. I nodded. How could he be so calm at this point? "Isn't it hot in here? Could you help me take off my blouse?" I asked, eyeing him seductively. He went for it.
Soon, all our clothes were shredded onto the floor and we…
I screamed. Ouch! It really hurt! "Are you alright?" Fred asked, concern in his eyes. With his gentleness around me, my pain dissolved. "I am okay. Go on…"
Well, I must say that really feels good! It seemed to fill up that lonely part of me and I feel whole. I felt that I am finally a woman. Well, figure of speech.
After we are done, we are both sweating. "That was really good!" Fred said. "I know. We would have more to look forward to." I said, teasing me. Fred gave a short laugh, closed his eyes and fell asleep. I lay my head against his chest, and realize something.
Marriage is not the end of a story; it is the beginning of another one.
A/N: Sequel? Tell me!