Where Did I Go Wrong, I Lost A Friend
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KRISTEN
Everything was dark. Black. Dreary. Scary. Frightening. The trees were sweeping in the wind, furiously letting leaves fall delicately on the marble headstones. The grass dead, rough. The sky gray, the clouds covering the sun. The church bells ring, letting us know someone has passed. The wind blows my tears into my swaying hair, blinding my sight. I can feel the water fall onto my face. I can see the long wooden coffin laying on the dirt, waiting to be lowered into the ground. He lay in there. Lifeless, selfless, cold, and dead. I look around me, and I see all the crying family members, being held by their loved ones. I can only imagine the pain. I can still feel his presence. It lingers around me. Haunting me. Telling me that this is my fault. I know he blames me. Begging me to bring him back to life. Everything is in slow motion. The air musky, and the sky cold. I can feel the loneliness of his corpse. Now he's alone.
I turn to my husband, and take his hand. I watch as the coffin is lowered into the gaping hole in the dirt. I watch as his mother mourns into her husband's suit cover. I can see the pain.
I look into her eyes, and am horrified by the anger she feels towards me. I turn, and burry my face into my husband's chest, hoping he'll save me. I can hear her screams, getting louder as she comes towards me. I move my feet as my husband guides me to the limo. We get inside, and tell drive off. I didn't have the decency to talk to her. To apologize to her. But her son was no longer her son. He was someone else. Taken over by jealousy, and vulnerability.
We attended Michael's funeral two weeks ago. It was one of the saddest funerals that I've ever been to.
"Love, why don't we go somewhere today, like out to eat, or something?" Rob asked.
"Yea, I just have to get dressed." I pecked him on the lips before walking upstairs, and into the bedroom. My stomach was protruding about four inches from my abdomen. I raised my hand to my baby, and smiled down to it. It was weird, knowing that a baby grew there. It depended on me, needed me.
I walked into the closet, and took out a pair of leather leggings, a red, blue, and white plaid shirt, and red pumps.
After I was dressed, I quickly took some hair spray, and curled a few outside pieces, and mingled them into my head of hair.
I put on some makeup, and walked into Lily's nursery. Rob was putting on a cute little yellow dress.
It was amazing that my heart-throb husband knew how to dress our daughter.
"Hey." I said before walking into the nursery.
"Hello, mommy." He joked.
I giggled, and picked up my daughter once she was dressed. "Hi." I cooed. "Hi." I said again before nudging her nose with my own. She giggled, and touched my face lightly.
Flashback
I walked over to the lunch table with Kellan, Rob, and Jackson. They were mumbling to one another, and chuckling. Rob looked up at me, and smiled.
I sat next to Rob, and rested my head on his shoulder. "Hey."
He smiled, and pulled my chin toward him. "Hey." His lips touched mine, and I giggled, and rested my forehead against his. I heard Kellan cough, bought I ignored him.
Rob looked into my eyes. "You alright, love?" He asked.
I smiled, and bit my lip. "I think I'm falling for you." I smiled.
He smiled, and kissed me fiercely.
End Of Flashback
Once we were in the car, I turned the radio on, and flicked the song to Colbie Caillat's 'Falling For You."
I looked over to Rob, and just stared at the side of his face. I rested my head against the headrest, and kept my eyes fixated on him. Once we hit a stoplight, he looked over at me, and caught me staring. I giggled.
"What?" He chuckled
"Nothing." I smiled.
I looked into the backseat, and saw my small daughter playing with a plastic pig farm toy in her tiny hands. She was gurgling and cooing at the plastic toy. I'll never tire of that look she sports when she drops one of her toys.
She dropped the toy onto the floor, and struggled in her car seat to see it. She just stared at the toy on the floor, not knowing what to do. I laughed. "Lily." I said in a baby voice. She didn't look up at me, she kept her focus on her small toy.
I picked it up, and her eyes instantly followed my hand with the animal in it. "You want this?" She whined, and reached her small hands out, struggling to reach for the toy.
She whined louder, and looked up at me, and furrowed her brows. I smiled at her, and placed the small pig in her hands. She seemed content after that.
I turned back in my seat, facing forward.
"So, where are we going?" I asked my husband.
"You'll see." He said with a devilish smile.
We ended up going to this quiet little restaurant, way back in town, where no one went. It was romantic, and Lily seemed to enjoy it, as the entire time she played with her spoon,
Now, we were home, and I was in the shower, horny as hell thinking about Rob.
I reached my finger down to my clit, and started rubbing it furiously, imagining it was Rob's hand.
"Oh, GOD! ROB!" I didn't mean to yell so loud, but I couldn't help it.
After I got out of the shower, I looked up, and saw Rob, lying in the bed with his glasses on, reading the newspaper. I could tell he was in his birthday suit, as I could see the V in his hips as the sheet rode slightly down. I smiled devilishly, and walked over to him. I let the towel fall, and he rose his eyebrows at me.
I put my hands on the bed, and crawled on top of me. He took his glasses off, and put them and the newspaper onto the dresser. I lowered my lips to his ear. "I want you to talk dirty to me."
I looked into his eyes, smiling as he flipped us over, confirming my suspicion of him being completely naked. "I fucking heard you in there, screaming my name, when I'M not doing anything to you. I don't want you doing that again Kristen. Do you understand me? That's my job."
I bit my lip to stifle the moan I was about to expose.
'I'm going to have to punish you now." He said, completely icily.
My face drained of all emotion as I just stared at him, pleadingly.
He grabbed my wrists harshly, and made my fists wrap around the bed posts. "Let go, and I'll have to spank you." I moaned, and he ignored it. I watched him as he grabbed a sweat band from the dresser. Fuck No.
He brought it to my mouth. "No fucking way your putting that in my mouth." I sneered. He smirked, and stuffed it in my mouth. I tried to spit it out, but his hand covered my mouth. "Do it and I'll duct tape those beautiful lips closed. Understand?" I simply nodded.
He grasped my hips firmly, and pulled me down to him. He was on his knees in front of me, fully erect, and huge. He lifted my legs up, and rested them on his broad shoulders as he fiercely jammed himself into me. I screamed, muffled into the sweat band, before my eyes went to the back of my head. My head lulled back and forth as he pumped into me. He pulled my hips closer, inching deeper, and deeper.
He was going faster, and faster as I moaned numerous times. "You like it when I fuck you like this, baby?" He asked seductively.
"Mmmmm was all I could manage to let out." I saw the beads of sweat on his forehead, as he pumped into me. He held my calves, as he thrusted in and out.
"Uhmmmm" I moaned. Even though my moans were muffled by a sweat band, Rob still knew exactly what they were.
I spit the sweat band out, and screamed his name as I came. "ROB! Oh, god ROB!" He smiled devilishly, knowing that he now had even more reason to punish me.