During the ride back to Mort's house. No. Our house I was happy. I was happier than I had ever been. I knew I shouldn't have been that happy. I had just killed my mother. I wasn't thinking of the possibility that I could go to jail. I was thinking about what would happen in the morning. I was just thinking about how I was free. I didn't have my mother hanging over my head anymore.
My conscience was quiet during the rest of the ride. I wasn't expecting her to talk to me. She had finally given up on me and I couldn't be happier.
I pulled into OUR driveway and got out of the car. I practically danced to the door. It was an amazing feeling to be free. It was almost like I could fly. The world seemed open to me in a way it hadn't been before. I opened the door and walked into the house.
My feet led me up the stairs and into the bedroom. Mort was sitting up in bed reading. I didn't bother to say anything to him. I climbed onto the bed and kissed him.
"What's going into you?" he asked.
I ignored him and took the book from his hands. I sat it on the beside table and went back to kissing him. I wasn't sure what I had gotten into me but I was more than happy to go with this new found feeling.
"I don't know what's gotten into you but I'm not going to let it get to me," Mort said kissing me.
"I want you," I moaned into his mouth. "I want you right now."
"Are you sure?" he raised an eyebrow. "I thought you wanted to wait."
"I have waited and I don't want to wait anymore," I said with grin.
Mort smiled at me. He reached over and turned off the lamp. The room went dark with a flick of a switch.
Sorry that was so sure. I'm uploading another chapter right away to make up for it. I would have given you a nice show but I was worried about the rating since fan fiction banned NC-17 stuff.