Turn The Car Around
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KRISTEN
(Please play 'Broken Sky' by Rob Laufer)
I got up, and took hold of Rob's shoulders. "Rob! Stop!"
"You think I'm letting that psychopath anywhere near the two of you?" He shouted.
I heard the doorbell ring over Lily's screams.
I followed Rob to the door, where he swung the door open, and lurched for Michael.
"You stay away from my wife!" He seethed as he held Michael's collar.
"Kristen…go get Lily! Go upstairs! Now!"
I ran into the kitchen, grabbed Lily, and ran upstairs. I put her into her crib, and went back downstairs.
I put my hand on Rob's shoulder, and He looked back at me. "I told you to leave, Kristen."
"No, Rob. I need to handle this." I said as he slowly let go of Michael's collar.
I turned to him, and crossed my arms over my chest. "How dare you?"
"Kristen…I can't let you go. I need you. I love you. Please believe me."
"I don't fucking love you!" I screeched.
Michael stepped further towards me. "Stay away from me."
"Kristen…"
"Shut the fuck up! Now your going to listen to me!" I started hyperventilating. There were tears threatening to emerge.
"You can't fucking come in here and expect me to take you back! I have a daughter! And a husband! How dare you come to my home and threaten my husband. You can't take them away from me because I love them." I started choking on words because of the tears streaming down my face. I had so much anger towards him, that there weren't even words for it and that made me even more angry.
"This is all your fault Michael! Maybe if you'd of loved me better like I loved you we wouldn't be here right now! But I love him. And your not going to take that away from me."
Michael ran into the house, and lurched up the stairs. "No!" I screamed.
Rob ran after him, and I ran into the kitchen and grabbed a kitchen knife.
I went up the stairs, and found my husband with his hands in front of him, like he was surrendering. I ran towards the room, and tried to get in, when he stopped me. "No."
I looked into the room, and found Michael looking down at Lily with a gun in his hand. I gasped, and fell to my knees.
"No! Don't!" I dropped the knife, and looked up at Michael. "Please." I whispered.
"See Kris, here's the problem. I have something you want. Something you would die for."
I stood up, and looked into the crib to see Lily sleeping. I started crying. "Please don't hurt her." I pleaded.
Rob took my hand, and threaded his fingers through mine.
Michael pointed the gun to Rob. I stood in front of him. "NO!"
"It's one or the other, Kristen…take your pick." He said smirking.
I let go of Rob, knowing what I had to do. I walked into the room, right up to Michael. I had the knife behind my back. He held the gun to Rob as he looked into my eyes. "Stop fucking moving."
(Please play 'Dead Wrong' by The Fray)
I wrapped my arms into him. I looked at Rob through the mirror in front of me. Being in Michael's arms made me ache.
I heard him turn the safety off. I looked at Rob, and shut my eyes. I opened them, and shoved the knife into Michael's back.
I screamed, and shoved him off of me.
Rob ran behind me and took me into his arms. I screamed and screamed until I couldn't anymore.
I woke up, adjusting to my surroundings. I knew where I was. I was in the hospital. My hands flew to my stomach, and looked over to my right, and saw Rob sitting there, his head in his hands.
"Mmm, Rob." I moaned.
He looked up at me and smiled. "Hey. Good to see your up. How do you feel?"
"Fine. The baby---"
"The babies are fine love."
"Babies?" I questioned.
Rob smiled and took my hand. "They found two heartbeats. We're having twins."
I just stared at him, unable to respond. "Twins? As in two?"
"Yes love. Two."
I stared blankly at him. "Your absolutely positive?" I asked.
"One hundred and ninety nine percent sure love."
I looked down at my hands, and couldn't fight off the smile. I bit my lip, and looked up at Rob. I scrunched my nose, "Two?" Really?"
"Kristen. There are two babies inside of you." He said slowly.
I laughed, and suddenly remembered why I was here.
"Where's Lily!?" I screeched.
"Relax sweetheart, she's with your mom, she's fine. Shh, everything's going to be okay." He said as he kissed my forehead.
"M-Michael. W--what happened to him. I-I-is he dead?" I stuttered.
"No sweetheart, Kris…he's paralyzed." I looked up at him, my eyes wide.
It wasn't like I didn't care about him. I loved him. He was my best friend all those years, I did love him. But he turned into someone I didn't recognize. It still didn't change the fact that he still had a place in my heart.
I cupped my hand over my mouth, trying to breath deeply.
Rob hugged me into him, and I sobbed into his shoulder. "Oh my god." I sobbed.
He stroked my back. "Shhhh, love. Everything is going to be fine. I swear." He whispered.
The door flew open, and Ashley and Nikki walked in. I looked at them. "Oh my god, Kristen…are you okay?" Ashley asked.
"I-I'm fine."
"No your not." Nikki protested.
"I'm fine. I promise." I smiled at them, and they smiled back at me.
Two days later, I was ready to go home. Rob and I drove home , and I went straight for the bedroom. Never in my life have I been so tired.
Flashback
ROB
I was inside of Zooka bar, sitting at one of the stools, choking down shots upon shots of whisky. Honestly, I haven't gotten drunk in a while, so I figured I was due for a good time. I didn't care about anyone else. I just cared about getting wasted, and finally just get a little rush.
"Aye, man" I pointed to my glass. It was empty.
I didn't regret the last 9 shots I drank, nor would I start caring now. I didn't have anything to care about. Wow, what a lie that was. Just how wasted am I?
"Aha RPattz is gettin on his high...yea man!" He rose his hand, and I fumbled to hit it. I was so past gone. But then again, so was everyone else in this dump.
"Hey, dude, you think its wrong to show up at your girl's place...uhm....w-wasted?" I stuttered.
"Naw man, it happens. Kristen? If I know her at all, she'll take advantage of you. Ha"
I was actually kind of pissed off that he was accusing Kristen of being a whore. She was seductive, but not a whore, and he didn't know her.
"Well, for one thing, Kristen doesn't give in that easily, let alone seduce me while I'm drunk. She'll probably just hand me 4 aspirins, and go right back to what she was doing before. "
He laughed and tended to the guy next to me. I got up, and placed a 10 on the counter. That's all I had.
I finally pulled up into the apartment lot, and walked for the elevator. Once it hit the tenth floor, I got out, and walked to 915. Our apartment. I fumbled around for the key, and got the lock unlocked like 5 minutes later. I walked in stumbling. No one was around. I heard laughing, and crunching of bags. I walked for the bedroom.
I opened the door and saw Kristen, Nikki, and Ashley. There was candy, beer, and soda everywhere. Kristen got up, and came over and kissed me. I grabbed her fiercely, and shoved her up against the wall. She moaned in surprise.
She pulled away. "Baby, have you been drinking?" She asked seductively
"U-u-uh j-just a f-f-few."
She laughed, and Nikki and Ashley walked out, taking candy soda, and beer with them. Once they were out, I shut the door violently, and pushed Kristen harshly down on the bed. I groaned and tore at her clothes. She moaned my name.
"Mmm Rob. Get inside me. Now!!"
I grunted, and ripped off the remaining barriers of clothing. She did the same. I reached into my dresser, and pulled out a condom and slid it up my shaft. I positioned at her, and she bucked her hips up, and I thrusted, hard into her hot, wet pussy. "Ahh Rob harder. Go!"
I did as she asked, and started pumping repeatedly in, and out of her. She was hot, wet, and wide for me.
The last thing I could remember was sitting at Zooka's, talking to some bartender. The one who accused Kristen of being a whore.
I groaned and got up, and heard a whimper. I turned around, and Kristen was laying there. I looked down at myself. I was completely naked. I climbed back into bed, and snaked my hand under the covers, running my hands up and down her bare thighs. She opened them wider, pleading for friction.
End Of Flashback
KRISTEN
I heard the TV on downstairs, and walked down into the living room. I found Rob staring into the screen.
I looked and saw Michael's picture on the screen.
"Angarano died late tonight after reportedly being stabbed in the back. He was paralyzed, but doctors say his condition only got worse."
No.