I am a big Creed fan, their music is sad and haunting, and it fits this story so well. Thank you for your patience with all my music stuff :).

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"When dreaming I'm guided to another world
Time and time again.
At sunrise, I fight to stay asleep
'Cause I don't want to leave the comfort of this place.
'Cause there's a hunger, a longing to escape
From the life, I live when I'm awake.
So let's go there
Let's make our escape
Come on, let's go there
Let's ask can we stay?
Can you take me higher?
To the place where blind men see
Can you take me higher?
To the place with golden streets."

Higher by Creed

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Lucy went back to LA after the unscheduled visit to start her senior year of high school. She had worked the previous winter, had saved every cent she made towards her goal, and Mac gave her money as well to buy a car. Now she drove her friends around instead of the other way around, and it had started out as a good year for her. The worries from last fall were gone, she had taken the precautions to be sure there were no little Macs and they didn't fight too much that year. Mac was still blindsided by his mother's diagnosis for the first few months until the medication she was on started to work. She eventually achieved remission, but it was Lymphoma and eventually, it would take her, they knew it wouldn't last.

A few times during that fall and winter he drove out to see her, Lucy wasn't allowed to drive out of state so it was on him if they saw each other during the year and they did. True to his desire and fantasy he took her around and they held hands like a real couple. They walked with their arms around each other like it was nothing out in public in LA, they were free.

Lucy hadn't bothered to pretend she was with someone else that year, her mother knew she was with him. Because her sister was so sick, Sheila didn't ask too many questions, it seemed pointless to her, and maybe she didn't want the answer anyway. Mac and Lucy had always leaned heavily on each other all their lives, she figured he needed Lucy even more now.

That was very true.

Lucy thought her mother must have known something was going on because Mac would show up on a Friday night and they would disappear until Sunday night. They always made excuses, a concert or festival, but in reality, they were holed up in the hotel ten minutes down the road.

He was there on Halloween, by his design; Mac pulled her into the hotel room the minute they got there and pressed her up against the closed door, unable to keep his hands off her another minute. He'd made sure she wasn't out in her car dressed as God knew what, with god knew who this time, Mac made sure Lucy was with him on Halloween that year. He hadn't slept a wink last Halloween worrying about her.

"Tell me you missed me." He kissed down her neck, hot open mouthed kisses that were burning her alive already and slid his hand under her shirt. For months he tried the figure out why his hunger for her was so intense, the need. There were plenty of girls around where he lived that were all too willing to fuck him. What compelled him to drive all this way when he could and did get laid plenty at home?

The answer was, they weren't her, they didn't feel like her, and they didn't make him feel.

"I missed you," She pulled at his shirt and worked the buttons with deft fingers, "You made my favorite holiday even better."

He took her hand and pulled her to him, lifting her up and setting her down on the dresser. They pulled at each other's clothes as if they couldn't wait another minute and maybe that was true.

"Well, that's what I'm here for."

Mac pulled her boots off and ran his hands up her thighs and under her skirt. It had been months since they saw each other and the desire was so overwhelming. He yanked her panties down and pulled her against him, letting out a groan of relief.

"You want it?" He placed his forehead on hers and looked into her eyes.

"Yes," She whispered.

"You sure," He teased, bringing his lips to her neck, running his nose along her skin, and inhaling deeply, his hands dug into her hair, "Love the way you smell."

He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist, Mac tossed her on the bed and climbed on top of her, rolling her onto her stomach. He came up behind her, pulling her hands up and instructing her to hold on to the headboard.

"Hold on tight baby." He moaned into her ear and pressed his rock hard cock against her thigh, "Mmmmmmm," Mac slid his fingers between her legs, and against her slippery flesh pushing two inside her. He held her down on her stomach, attacking her pussy from behind, he was all lips and tongue against her slippery flesh and she sighed out loud. Then he added fingers to the mix.

Lucy groaned as his thumb rubbed lightly against her clit, then she heard him shucking off his pants, and the clank of his buckle hitting the floor. That sound always went through her in the best way and made her stomach nose dive like she was on a roller coaster. He was back on top of her, pressing into her back with his lips to her ear, "Don't let go of that headboard Lucy," Then he was inside her, "Te quiero con toda mi alma," I love you with all my soul.

"Estoy desesperadamente enamorada de ti," I'm hopelessly in love with you. Lucy moaned as his lips came down along her neck and his hand made it's way around front to stroke her into a frenzy.

"Don't let go," He moaned into her ear, moving slowly in and out of her, but keeping her on her stomach and not letting her move under him. She wiggled her ass against him, it was the only thing she could do; he was fucking her so slow he was breaking out in a sweat. His fingers moved just as slow against her and she moaned in frustration as he fucked and fingered her slow but steady.

Then she was cumming so hard it was like seeing the stars above her eyes in the canyon, then complete white behind her eyes and he followed after her, screaming her name and collapsing on top of her.

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"You filled out any college applications yet?" He asked as they lay together on their stomachs across the bed smoking after an almost successful attempt to break the bed. It had only been two months since they had seen each other, but the way they had just thrown each other around the bed was like they had been apart for years.

"I dunno," She shrugged. Lucy wanted to be with him after graduation, but she knew he wouldn't like it. College had always been a goal, but love was all she could think about sometimes.

"You should, you're smart as hell," He passed the cigarette to her, "I could see you majoring in chemistry and one day opening a shop for your perfumes."

"Chemistry huh?" She snickered and he rolled his eyes at her, it was the family business after all.

She had been offered a scholarship to a school on the east coast for Chemistry. Did her mother tell him? Of course, she did, she was proud of Lucy for getting a free ride at college. Of course, she would brag to Sylvia who would, in turn, tell Mac.

"She told you didn't she?"

"Yeah," He answered with a grin, " Runs in the family I guess, right?"

Lucy laughed at that, the grin on his face when he was playful like that with her was priceless and so rare.

"I'm not going all the way to NJ," She said, "I'm just not."

"Then go here, the important thing is you go."

"What about you?" She rolled closer to him so they were face to face, she reached out her hand to touch his cheek, "Why don't you go?"

"Luce I didn't graduate high school. You know that."

She knew; they had a rip-roaring fight over it when she found out that he'd dropped out to work for Walter full time, he was so god damn smart, and he was wasting away in that town.

"What are you going to keep working for Walter the rest of your life?"

He rolled them over suddenly and settled himself between her legs, running his hands over her ribs, then leaning down and kissing across her chest.

"It's that job that helped buy your car and pays for these hotels, don't knock it."

"I want to come live with you."

"Yeah, I want you to," He answered, "All summer so I won't have to keep hauling my ass out here."

"No," She continued, "I want to move there for good."

"No way."

"Why not?"

"There's nothing there for you."

"But that's where you are, I want to be with you."

He brushed her hair from her face, "You should do what's best for you and go to..."

"You're whats best for me." Lucy interrupted, "Or you could get your GED, and go with me?"

It made him angry that she was being stubborn but secretly pleased that she believed in him. Lucy couldn't come live there, he knew she would never get out if she did. There was no future there for her and maybe not for him either, but that was his problem and Mac wasn't making it her problem too. He wanted her with him, saying no to her was the hardest thing he ever did.

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In the morning Mac woke up to something he had never experienced before. Lucy was under the covers with his dick in her mouth and her hand on his balls, he sat up with a start at first, the realized what she was doing. Morning head was not something you got when you never spent the night with anyone. He laid back down with a smile on his face and dug his hands into her hair then pulled the blankets off to watch.

"What's this?" He moaned, "A morning dick sucking? Is it my birthday?"

"Your birthday is in March..." She poked her head up and smiled at him, "So no..."

"I'm aware, Luce," He laughed and dug his hands in her hair more, "I also think I'm being set up."

"I'm sure I don't know what you mean," She laughed.

"I'm sure you do," He looked down and watched her kissing and licking his stomach.

"It's just," She brought her hand up over his thigh to grasp his cock, "We could do this all year round if..."

"You're going to college..."

"Alright then," She let go and started to sit up

"Don't you dare," He laughed, "Finish what you started." He laughed and pushed her head back down.

"Come to college with me," She laughed, "We could get our own place..."

"Sorry Luce, I can't hear you with my dick in your mouth." He threw the blanket back over her head and laid back on the pillows.

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Saying goodbye was always the hardest part for Lucy. They would stand in the parking lot of the hotel and hold each other as if they would never see each other again. They would kiss enough to last a few months; then he would take her home and not even get a goodbye kiss there, kisses in front of her house were not wise. All they could do is stare at each other then and they both hated these goodbyes.

But goodbye it always was and she did go to school, just like he wanted her to, Mac always got his way.

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