Blur

"She's not picking up," Keira said putting her cell phone down on the dash.

"She probably just went out with a couple people," John said pulling onto the side of the road.

"What's wrong?" Keira asked.

"Get out," John said as he was getting out of the car.

"Alrighty then," Keira said slowly getting out of the car.

"Come here," he said turning her around to face him.

"What?" She asked as he picked her up underneath the car and lifted her up onto the top of the car. She laughed and then watched him hoist himself up. "What are we doing?"

"Look," John said pointing up.

"Oh wow," Keira said wide eyed. "It's been forever since I saw a sky full of stars."

"It's a sight," John said putting his arm around her and kissing her forehead.

She rested her head on his shoulder and the two sat together for half an hour.

"We have to get going," John said getting off of the car and helping her down.

"How much longer?" Keira asked.

"Not much," he said starting the car up again.

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When they reached the next town Keira had already been sleeping for over twenty minutes. John searched through the street signs until he found Franker Street. He slowly pulled into the third driveway and cut the engine.

"Keira," John said stroking her cheek with a finger.

"Yeah?" She asked half asleep.

"We're here," he said and kissed her forehead.

"Already?" She asked almost shocked.

"Yeah," he replied.

She looked around and saw a house.

"Where exactly are we?" Keira asked rubbing her eyes.

"It's a bed and breakfast," John said to her. "I figured that you were probably sick of staying at hotels."

"Interesting," she said and opened the car door. "It's nice. Are you sure that these people are still awake?"

"Yes, I phoned this afternoon and asked if they wouldn't mind staying up a little later than usual," John said popping the trunk.

"I see," Keira said still trying to wake up. She walked around to the back of the car to help John.

"It's alright, I got it," he said closing the trunk.

"Okay," Keira said yawning and rubbing her right eye.

When they walked in the woman gave them no trouble and her husband helped John with the bags.

When the two hosts left for bed John wrapped his arms around Keira.

"Like it?" He asked.

"Yeah, it's beautiful," Keira said kissing him.

John gently picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He kissed her softly as he laid her on the bed.

"Can I tell you something?" He asked her.

"Anything," she said staring into his eyes.

"I love you," he said.

Keira stared at him in shock and then covered her mouth as tears started to form in her eyes.

"What?" He asked a little uncomfortable.

"I just wasn't expecting that," she said fanning her face and wiping her eyes. "I love you too."

He smiled and laughed.

"That went different for you, didn't it?" She asked laughing.

"A little bit," he said kissing her. "But I liked this way better."

John kissed her once more and then got up.

"Where you going lover boy?" Keira asked propping herself up on her elbows.

He didn't answer, instead he shut the lights off, hit another switch and laid down beside her again. He kissed her gently and wrapped his arms tightly around her. Soon he was laying on top of her and a faint glow was coming from the opposite side of the room.

Keira pulled away from John to look and she saw a fireplace with a warm fire burning.

"Aww…" Keira said and kissed John. "You're the perfect guy."

"I try to impress," he said kissing her.

This time it was John who pulled away to pull his shirt off quickly. He dropped it at the foot and the bed and continued to kiss her. After a few minutes he began to make his way down her neck and to her chest where she quickly took her shirt off for him and threw it as far as she could.

He smiled and began to work as she moaned in pleasure. Then he moved past her chest and looked at up her while he kissed her abdomen. He worked his way down to where her jeans were and looked back up at her. She nodded in approval as he slowly unfastened her pants and continued to undress her.

As he caressed her sides she started to fidget so he quickly let his lips find her hers again. Then he pulled away and looked at her body.

"John…" Keira whimpered.

"What's wrong?" He asked quietly.

"Don't stare at me," she said pulling him back up to where she could kiss him but he pulled away.

"Why not?" John said touching her stomach.

"Because I get embarrassed really easily," she said stroking his arm.

"Baby, believe me, you ain't got anything to be shy about," he said and kissed her once again.

As he kissed her he managed to find a way to undo his jeans and push them off. She was surprised at how gentle he was being with her. It was almost as if he was treating her as if she was extremely delicate. But she loved to see his softer side and he was definitely showing it to her tonight.

When they were both fully undressed John looked into her eyes.

"Are you ready?" He asked as his breathing began to deepen.

She nodded a bit shakily. "Yeah," she finally said as his lips met hers.

She squirmed a little at first but then started to enjoy the moment. She had finally found a man who made her feel like a goddess, one that was gentle with her and made sure that her needs came first.

When he was finished he slowly lowered himself onto her. They listened to each other breathing for a few minutes before he kissed her cheek.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"Yeah," she said smiling.

He carefully rolled off of her, moved onto his side and wrapped his arms around her. He kissed her ear and then whispered that he loved her.

"I love you too," she whispered and buried her head in his shoulder.

He leisurely pulled the covers up around her and then covered himself. She made her way over to him and let her head rest on his chest and shoulder. He ran his fingers through her hair a few times and kissed her forehead. Before he knew it she was fast asleep. He just laid there watching her breathe and stroking her back. Eventually he drifted off with her in his arms.

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Trish moved around, she had terrible pains in her neck, legs, and arms. When she rolled over in the bed her head felt like it was going to explode. She shrieked in pain and was surprised when somebody answered.

"Oh God, you're awake," the voice said.

Trish couldn't manage to open her eyes. The light was too bright, if there was light. The pounding in the back of her head was excruciating and almost unbearable. She couldn't make out the voice. Was it a voice? It sounded muffled and far away.

She wrapped her arms around her head to make it stop spinning but the harder she tried the faster the spinning became. She screamed again but stopped midway through when it increased the throbbing.

She felt hands on her. What had happened? The last thing she remembered was being with Blaine. Blaine? What had happened with Blaine? Then she remembered and she blindly threw her hands in the general direction of where the body was standing.

"Trish!" The voice yelled. "It's alright! It's only me!"

"Stop yelling!" She screeched as loud as she could, holding her head in her hands. "Don't touch me!"

The pain was too much for her to handle. Her body starting to rebel. It wanted help, it wasn't going to be able to fix itself. Before she knew it she was vomiting at an uncontrollable rate. Now there was pain in her throat and it burnt.

She couldn't catch her breath and soon she began to choke. She was freaking out and she still couldn't open her eyes.

"Help! Someone! I need help!" She heard the voice yelled.

Soon she was being picked up and someone was doing something to her. She wanted to fight against the people but she didn't even have the strength to hold her own head up anymore.

Then everything was a blur and before she knew it everything was gone.

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