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CLOSER TO THE EDGE-CHAPTER 9
Love is always saying you're sorry
ELI'S PERSPECTIVE
"How could you not want another baby? Am I really that unattractive for you that you don't want to share something so special between us?" She asked me, as I just stood there, dumbfounded, "Don't twist my words Clare, we shouldn't have another baby! We don't exactly have the healthiest environment for one!"
"Are you saying I'm a bad mother?" She spat, crossing her arms, "Clare, you're not a bad mother. It's just that having someone pregnant in a house with a teenager who is five times your height and body size, that tried to kill you isn't exactly the smartest thing to do!"
"I see how it is, fine, you don't like the way I look, you don't want to have sex with me...here's your pillow, have fun on the couch, I hope the spirals stick into your back, you prick," Clare threw the pillow from our bed at my face, as she pushed me out the door of our bedroom.
"Are you serious?" I huffed as she spoke sternly, "As serious as I was when I gave you my purity ring. Now get out."
She slammed the door in my face, and my eyebrows tightened in confusion as I looked down the hall, seeing Kyle standing by his door, "Mom kicked you out, huh?"
"Out of the room yes, apparently telling her we shouldn't add another member to our family was just another way of telling her that she's unattractive," I smirked, scratching the back of my head as Kyle said, "Well, you could've just had sex with her anyway to make her shut up..."
"Let's not talk about your mother and I's sex life. Shouldn't you be sleeping anyway?" I asked him as he laughed, "How could I sleep with you two screaming like idiots for the past ten minutes?"
"Right, sorry about that. Well, now that it's over, you can go back to sleep, night Kyle," I placed a hand on his shoulder as he gestured towards our bedroom, "You're not going to go back inside?"
"I'll let her cool down. Right now, I'm pretty sure if I walked through that door she would throw the sharpest thing she had closest to her at me. Considering I keep a knife under our bed for protection, she'd probably play 'darts' with my head," I joked, as Kyle smirked, "Well...have fun on the couch."
As I made my way down the steps, gripping my pillow, I heard Kyle call out my name and I asked, "What's wrong?" I heard him take a deep breath, then whisper, "Nothing...I just, I love you dad."
"Love you too, son."
CLARE'S PERSPECTIVE
Who does he think he is?
All I ask of him is to stick his penis inside me and finish off, not to do the dishes, or vacuum the dirty carpet, or do the laundry, or drive Kyle anywhere. I don't understand how the easiest job a husband has, he can't fulfill!
"He can suck his own dick for the rest of life for all I fucking care," I muttered into the pillow, as tears streamed down my face due to the rejection of my own husband.
It's as if history is repeating itself, and it hurts just as bad as before. My heart sunk into my stomach as my throat tightened from my choked sobs. I continued to cry, until my eyelids grew heavy, darkness taking over me...
Kyle stood over his parents' bed, watching his mother toss and turn; he assumed she was probably in the midst of a nightmare.
He smirked, taking his finger and tracing the outline of her heart over her chest. Kyle watched intently as she didn't move, too absorbed in her dreams. Kyle gripped the knife from underneath his father's side of the bed, and his palms were sweating.
Kyle always dreamt about this moment, about how he would stab the dagger through her heart and watch her blood spill from her mouth. He planned on having some popcorn to watch her bleed to death, but, I guess just watching would have to do for now.
His heart raced with ecstasy as he put his cold hand over her heart, feeling it beat against his rough hand.
Clare's tears were stained on the sheets of the bed, and Kyle smirked, loving that she would die with the thought of her husband not sexually wanting her.
Just as Kyle brought the knife above his head, ready to strike, he whispered, "I'll always love you mommy dearest", but lightning struck, startling Clare.
He glanced around nervously, ducking underneath the bed, sliding beneath it as Clare screamed out Eli's name. Kyle growled, knowing that he'd now have to stay under here until they both went to sleep...
ELI'S PERSPECTIVE
"ELI!" I snapped up from an uncomfortable sleep, hearing Clare call out my name frantically.
She continued to scream out my name, and when I heard thunder and lightning strike at the same time outside, I knew why she was calling for me. Clare was never fond of storms, nor did she want to be alone during them.
"I'm right here," I whispered, my chest heaving as I found Clare in tears on our bed. She was sitting up, her eyes frantic as another clap of thunder caused her to jolt. I walked to her side and said, "I thought I wasn't allowed in here tonight."
"Oh shut up, Eli," she whimpered, as I wrapped my arms around her, pecking her lips.
She instantly curled into my body, gripping onto my waist as she stuttered, "I-I had a r-really bad dream...and then the lightening, the thunder. I-I'm sorry, I-I just, it was so real."
I stroked her curly hair, as her body shook, "It's alright Clare, it was just a dream."
"He was standing over me with a knife, Eli," She told me as my eyebrows tightened in confusion, "What are you talking about? Who was standing over you with a knife?"
Her blue eyes glistened with tears as she whispered, "Kyle."
"Honey, it was just a bad dream, don't worry about it. I put Kyle to bed before, he was out like a light," I told her, reassuring her worries as she sniffled, "It's probably just the storm affecting my dreams..."
"It's fine, here, I'll distract you," I brought her into a kiss, her lips quivering but within seconds, stabilizing. I smirked as she placed her hands on my shoulders, pushing me onto the bed as she climbed on top of me.
I gripped her waist gently, guiding her across my lower half, trying to get an erection. She moaned into my mouth, and as usual, my cock stood up within a minute. She giggled against my lips, whispering, "I've missed you Eli."
"Trust me, I think I missed you more," I flipped us over, and she giggled as I started to remove her tank top.
After having Kyle, Clare didn't like to encounter me in a sexual manner because she was self conscious about her body. And since I had to respect her wishes, I had to reside in jacking off when she's in the shower.
Which never turned out as pleasing as it did when Clare does it...
When I couldn't immediately get it off her body, I didn't waste any time in ripping off her tank top. It's as if her clothes were glued onto her body. She smiled, tugging at the hem of my shirt as I leaned up, tossing it up and over onto the floor.
Clare raked her fingernails over my chest, gliding down to my sternum as she giggled, "I think you were right...you did miss me more."
"Oh shut up," I joked as I kissed her frantically, trying to "cop a feel".
Clare's eyes shot open when I cupped her breasts unexpectedly, and she whimpered in my ear, not rejecting me, urging me to move faster. I pressed my lips against her chest, feeling her heart thudding beneath my smirk.
"I-I want you E-Eli, h-hurry," Clare leaned up, tugging ferociously at my pajama pants. We both ripped off each other's clothes, and within an instant, I was teasing her clit with the tip of my dick.
"E-Eli we're not in high school or at our honey moon anymore, I don't deserve to be teased," she whimpered, as I kissed her lips, whispering seductively against her earlobe, "Oh yes you do, sweetheart."
With one swift thrust, I rammed into Clare.
It wasn't like the first time, she wasn't extremely tight, but I think having Kyle helped her out in that area. I smirked, kissing the fainting stretch marks on the sides of her hip bones.
"So beautiful," I whimpered, as Clare shook her head, gripping my shoulders, and a moan escaped her lips as she laid me back onto my back. I licked my lips, grabbing onto her breasts as she pounced on top of me.
All I could feel was ecstasy. All I could see was bright stars and Clare's face as the pleasure took over me with every slam onto my cock...
KYLE'S PERSPECTIVE
I want to vomit.
I need to vomit.
Now.
The springs above me from the mattress pounded onto my chest, probably creating a bruise as my mom screamed out my dad's name. It's like they didn't fucking know I was underneath them!
Oh wait, they don't...
Well, whatever, they should still be considerate as to that their son is probably sleeping like an angel in his bed right down the hallway! They've been fucking like rabbits for the past hour, nonstop moaning and groaning...and oh the fucking giggling!
I can't take it anymore!
"O-oh, oh, so close...so close...," I heard my mother whimper, probably clawing up my dad's back like the whore she is.
The bile burned the back of my throat as I listened to their fluids mixing together. I groaned lowly, as I heard my mother and father panting like dogs on a two hundred degree day.
"That was amazing," my father said, still out of breath as I felt the bed creak, signaling someone was now lying on top of someone else, "And this view is even more amazing..."
Yup, my mom's on my dad right now, and I'm underneath them...
Look at that fuckery.
"I think the storm is over," my dad said, and my mother sighed in content, all giddy over getting what she wanted. She always gets her fucking way, no matter what or which way, she gets what she wants.
Including cock.
"What storm?" She joked, and I heard their lips smash together.
I rolled my eyes, waiting for the minute I hear fucking silence so I can go back into my room and throw up all over...
ELI'S PERSPECTIVE
"So she kicked you out of the room, then she screamed out for help when lightning struck...then you ended up having a two hour marathon of makeup sex. Nice one, Goldsworthy," Adam fist bumped me as I pounded it back. "Man, it was the best sex I've had in months!"
"She even made me breakfast this morning, and since Kyle was sleeping...let's just say that the cook was commando," I grinned as Adam smiled, "I'm happy for you man, you actually seem a little less stressed or tense today. I think you should have sex more often. How long was it anyway since you've done that?"
"Probably..." I sighed, "I don't know actually, a while though."
"Eli," Adam persisted as I flipped through the file on my desk, "I don't know Adam...I can't remember, will you not bug me and let me be in my aftermath of bliss?"
"More than a year?" Adam asked, his voice high as I pinched the bridge of my nose, taking off my glasses and placing them on my desk, "Two years, six months, and four days."
"Damn, that's a long ass time," he said, as I mumbled, "Yeah and the time before that, it was New Years and Clare was drunk out of her mind...which is why I got laid that night."
"Man, it's almost closing time...do you want to celebrate your sexual awakening, perhaps, get a drink with everybody?" Adam asked, as a group of workers stood at the door, all people who I just usually say 'hi' to, looking anxious.
"Dude, you know I can't, I have to get back to Clare. Sorry guys," I said as I closed the file on my desk, giving up on the desperate search of background information for the day as everyone whined, "Come on man, take a break!"
My eyebrows tightened in confusion as Adam talked into a cell phone, "Yes Clare...yes I'll have him home by midnight. Thanks for understanding, and no he won't be completely out of it. We're just having a guy's night at my house. Video games and chips, like we're back in high school. You have a goodnight now, Clare. Eli says he loves you! Bye!"
"What did you just do?" I asked as he grinned, handing me my phone back, "Thanks to me, you have about, approximately four hours to get completely wasted! Come on Eli, you get a break from life, you get a little drink in ya', then you go home...what's the worst that can happen?"
"Alright, why not."
END OF CHAPTER 9
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