I felt my lip start to quiver. I couldn't believe it. How could I be so stupid? I knew he still loved her, and she still loved him. I knew they were going to get back together eventually. I should have known it was too good to be true. The BAFTAs, meeting Benedict, letting him deflower me, it was all too good to be true.
"Thanks for showing me this, Lil." I said fighting back tears. "Can I borrow this? I need to talk to Benedict about it."
"Of course you can. I'm sorry for making you upset, but i didn't want to to find out the hard way. It'll be okay." Lily said, trying to comforting me, but it wasn't working. I took Lily's phone and I walked into my room to find Benedict smiling. When I walked into the room, his face changed immediately seeing mine.
"Hey. What's wrong?" He said walking up to hug me. I pushed him away and threw the phone at him. "What's this?" he said picking up the phone again. His face went from tense to surprised. "When did this happen?"
"Why are you asking me? Lily showed it to me. I should've known I was just a rebound." I said pushing him off my bed as I curled up into a ball under the covers.
"This never happened! I promise you I never kissed her." Benedict said taking the cover off me.
"Please don't lie to my face. There's concrete proof right in front of me." I said, losing a battle to my tears as they fall onto my cheek.
"I swear! This is fake. Taken from a weird angle." Benedict said looking worried and confused at the photo in front of him.
"I don't care. Was she even at the BAFTAs?" I asked, standing tall and firm in front of him. At least I could try and look strong.
"Yes she was. And I did see her. I only gave her a kiss on the cheek, like I do with all women I meet. I promise you, Salma. I love you. Not her. Why would I do kiss her? After everything she did to me?" Benedict asked trailing off. He immediately noticed the mistake he made in saying the last sent
"What did she do to you?" I asked softly.
"Everything. Why do you think we didn't tell anyone about the break up?" Benedict said sitting on the bed, covering his face with his hands. "She's why I did this to myself. Well, the main reason. Believe me, please. I didn't kiss her." I noticed a small tear fall on his well defined cheekbones.
"Oh, Benedict. I'm sorry. I believe you. Talk to me. I'm here. I'll always be here." I sat down next to him, and he put his head on my lap. I really did believe him. The picture did look weird, like it was taken at a bizarre angle. I just wanted to be sure. I've had my heartbroken before, but I don't think I could cope with another, especially if it's one from Benedict Cumberbatch, the man I could only dream of being with.
"I was hypnotised by her spell. I loved her so much. She was beautiful and smart. But she was so mean, and she was only with me for my money. I bought her whatever she wanted, and did anything she asked for 11 years. But I wasn't enough for her when she cheated on me, and blamed everything on me. I wasn't loving enough, I didn't care about her, I was never there, and in the end, she kept saying she needed more and that I wasn't good enough." Benedict said covering his face with his hands. How could she do this to him? I was furious.
"Then why did you stay with her for 11 years?" I asked, hiding my anger.
"Because I loved her, and I wanted to start a family with her. We tried to have a child, but it was to no avail. She faked a pregnancy so I could stay with her after I told her I was leaving her. I'm sure you know how much I want to start a family, so I couldn't just leave her if she was pregnant. But she lied to me, and I was devastated. She told me the truth when i found her in my bed with some man. She blamed me for her cheating, and she left me. " Benedict was crying again.
It hurt me to see him cry. I was more than furious. I could kill her if she was in front of me. This man doesn't deserve all this. He deserves to be happy, with a family, around people he loves. I tried comforting Benedict, but he just kept crying.
"Please don't leave me, Salma. I wouldn't handle someone leaving me again. Please." Benedict said in between sobs, taking my hand in his.
"Shhh. It's okay. I'm not going to leave you. I'm here. I'm here. Forget her. She's missing out on the nicest, sweetest and sexiest man I've ever had to privilege to meet. Why would I ever want to leave you? She doesn't deserve you. You only deserve the best of the best." I said with tears in my eyes.
"Because you don't know the real me." Benedict said looking at me.
"But I do. I know that you are really sensitive with money, and that you get paranoid really easily, and that you're scared people who meet you will be scared of you. You're afraid of being forgotten, and you're never going to have children, which the thing you want most in this world. I know you more than you think, Benedict. Yet look at me, I'm still here, and I'm not planning on leaving anytime soon. I'll always be here for you." I said taking him of my lap, standing him up, leading him to the mirror near my door. "What do you see?"
"I see a tall skinny man with a horse face and weird hair." Benedict said looking at his reflection.
"You know what I see? I see a beautiful man. I see a man with a beautiful body and great hair, and don't even get me started on those cheekbones. You are the definition of perfect. If you looked up "perfection" on google, your picture would come up. When are you going to understand that?" I asked standing beside him. "I don't care about what you think about yourself, but to me, you are beautiful. It should be illegal to look this good." He smiled, and I got butterflies in my stomach. He has such a beautiful smile.
"Thank you. That's really nice to hear. I love you. More than you can imagine." Benedict hugging me.
"It's the truth, Benedict. You have to open your eyes to yourself, to recognise what you have, instead of put it down, and destroy yourself. When I saw your wrist,You destroyed me. It was a big surprise. I would have never expected you to do something to yourself. I love you too, and I always will." I smiled, hugging him back.
"I will, I promise. What time is it?" Benedict asked, looking around the room.
"It's 12:47. Why?" I asked, looking at the time on my laptop.
"Shit! I was to be at the Apple store in 20 minutes!" Benedict said looking for his shoes.
"Oh yeah! Today is Applelock! Do you want to drive you?" I asked nicely, as I handed him his shoes from near the door.
"Could you? Matter of fact, I have to change! I can't go like this!" Benedict said panicking.
"Hey, hey, hey." I said trying to calm him down. "You look fine. You look more than fine. You look stunning. Just fix your hair, and you'll good to go. " I said fixing this hair. "There. You look nice. Im going to change quickly and I'll take you." I ran to my closet and I took out some blue jeans and a white flowy top, and I match it with black doc martens and a long chain necklace. "How do I look?"
"You look beautiful, as always." Benedict said giving me a soft kiss. We walked out together and got in my car. Benedict obviously didn't like my car, since he made a weird face when he saw it. "I have to buy you a car one day. I don't trust this contraption."
"Hey! I love my car. It may not be the best, but I still like it." I said starting the car. We drove together in silence until we reached the Apple store.
"Thank you for driving me. Come inside! I could introduce everyone to you." Benedict said, smiling.
"No, thank you. I'm a bit tired, I'm probably going to go home and watch a movie. Tell Amanda and Martin I said hi. We should invite them to dinner sometime." I said smiling back. Even though I really did want to go inside with him, I didn't want to barge in and look too clingy. Plus, he has work to do, I don't want to bother him or distract him in any way.
"Are you sure? " Benedict asked sweetly. I nodded and he gave me a kiss on the forehead. "Okay. I'll probably be done in around 2 hours. I'll bring some food on my way back for us, Tom and Lily. Does Chinese sound good?"
"Sure. Do you want to come pick you up?" I asked nicely.
"No. it's okay. I'll call my driver over if you're tired." Benedict said sweetly. He kissed me softly one more time before he opened the door. "I love you. Thank you for everything." He said before closing the door. I watched him walk into the store. It gave me quick moment to stare at that beautiful bum of his. When he's inside, I drive back home.
As I drove home, I felt myself start to cry again. It was hard see this man break down in my arms like that. I always thought him as the strong, beautiful man who wouldn't let anyone get in his way. But I was more than wrong. He opened up to me like no one has before. I didn't understand why someone would do something to Benedict like what Olivia did to him. He's so broken and it pains me. I want to try and make him seem happier, but I don't know how. I feel like I'm not enough for him. Not enough to make him happy again. I still can't believe everything that has happened so far. Just meeting my idol, and being in an actual relationship with him, it all feels like a dream I never want to wake up from.
When I arrived home, Tom and Lily were nowhere to be seen, so I went into my room and I loaded up "Third Star", a movie Benedict starred in. I've been wanting to start the movie for a while, but I never had the time to do so. I started the movie, and it was so cute. Benedict looked young and free, even if he is acting as a cancer patient with one dying wish, to go to his favourite place in the world.
As I watched the movie, I thought of how happy he looked in the movie, and the images of an hour ago came back to come, hitting me like a knife in my chest. I ignored the feeling and I continued watching the movie. The movie kept getting gradually sadder and sadder. James, the character Benedict played, kept getting more sick, and he couldn't walk on his own. He travelled a long way with his 3 best friends to a bay he would dream of.
When I got to the end of the movie, I was sobbing. I heard Benedict ring the doorbell. Talk about great timing. I opened the door for him and food immediately dropped the food in his hands and put his strong, muscular arms around me.
"What's wrong, baby?" He asked kissing my hair. I just pointed to my computer screen and he saw what I was watching. "Ooh. I see. Third Star, huh?"
"Yeah. I've been meaning to watch the movie but I kept forgetting. Why did I watch it? It's so sad." I said, stilling cry as I remembered the events that occurred in the movie.
"I know. I cried watching myself play in it. It's one of my favorite." he said smiling as he picked the bags of food from the floor. "Are you hungry?" I nodded and he threw me a box of Vegatble Lo Mien, my favorite.
"How did you know what I wanted?" I asked in the middle of chewing.
"I asked Lily. I thought you were sleeping so I didnt want to bother you." Benedict said smiling as he sat next to me.
"So how was Applelock? Everyone is talking about how good you looked today." I said smiling.
"All thanks to you. It went okay. Amanda and Martin send their love, and they agreed to have dinner sometime. Name where and when, and it's done." He said, cuddling up next to me with his food.
"Maybe this Friday them and the kids could come over, or we could take them out to dinner? I don't know, whatever you want to do I'm fine with." I said as I ate my food. I just noticed how hungry I was.
"That sounds like a great idea! My place or yours?" Benedict asked smiling.
"Yours maybe? I don't know, mine seems a bit... small, don't you think?" I said looking up at Benedict.
"No no, I like your flat. It's nice and simple. But if you want to do it at mine, I have no problem. Anything for you." Benedict said, kissing me on the cheek. "I'll call Martin later and tell her the plan."
"Is it possible to have a more perfect boyfriend?" I asked, and Benedict smiled a beautiful smile. "Have I told you that you have a beautiful smile?"
"Yes, and so do you. So, do you want to watch another movie?" Benedict asked, putting his food down on the table, taking my computer.
"Sure. What do you want to watch?" I asked, putting my food on the table as well.
"I was thinking a scary movie. Is that okay?" Benedict asked sweetly. I nodded. "How about... the new Paranormal Activity?"
"Sure. I was meaning to watch it, but I'm sure it's going to be as lame as the others." I said. "Can we watch on my bed?"
"I was going to ask the same thing. Come." Benedict said as he loaded up the movie on Netflix and brought the computer to my bed. I started to get up, but Benedict surprised me when he picked me up and put me in my bed before he came in, too. "Do you mind if I borrow some sweatpants? These jeans are killing me."
"No sweatpants, just take them off and get in here." I said, patting the bed for him to climb onto it next to me. He smiled again as he took of his pants and jacket and climbed in next to me. He put the computer on his legs as laid down and put his arm around me, bringing me closer.
We watched the movie, and it was a lot scarier than I expected. I would hide when I felt something scary was going to come on, and the end made me really scared, so I screamed. Benedict just laughed as we watched together in sweet serenity. As I was watching, I felt myself start to fall asleep.
"Wake up, sleepyhead!" Benedict said, caressing my cheek.
"Mmmm, Hi." I said, smiling sleepily. Benedict smiled and kissed me. The kiss was sweet and soft, yet somewhat urgent. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I wanted to wake up before I leave. I just got a call, I have a last minute interview to get to." Benedict said. I just noticed he was ready to go.
"Aww." I said pouting. "Do you want me to drive you?"
"No, you stay sleeping. My driver is outside. Sorry, baby." Benedict said, always pouting.
"Okay. What time is it?" I asked as I got up to open the door for him.
"It's almost 7." Benedict said checking his watch.
"Okay. Have fun." I said as I walked to him to the door.
"I probably won't, I'll be too busy missing you." Benedict said giving me a toothy grin. I smiled back as he gave me a soft kiss. I didn't want him to leave. He deepened the kiss, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. He pushed me onto the door, as his tongue explored my mouth, and I his. When Benedict broke the kiss, I was panting, still wanting more. "To be continued?"
"Sure. You better get going." I said, with my arms still around his neck. I looked deep into his eyes, a beautiful combination of green and blue. I watched his pupils dilate and his eyes darken with want.
"Fuck the interview." Benedict said as he picked up and started to kiss me, the kiss brimming with want and lust. He pushed me onto the wall and kissed me like it was the last. He undressed me and I undressed him. I managed to get his trousers off, and he put on a condom, as he positioned himself. His thrust took my surprise, making me scream. We moved again to the kitchen, where he kept thrusting into me. I've never felt anything this good. I've only dreamed of having beautiful rough sex with this man, and now my dream has came true. I tried to hold on to the kitchen counter, only to make the cups and plates we ate from fall onto the floor. We moved again to the living area, where I pushed everything onto the floor as he laid me down on the coffee table. I held onto my life as I moaned loudly with pleasure, unable to catch my breath. I looked up at Benedict, and he was panting as he switched paces and went even faster, making me moan even louder. In and out, in and out over and over again. Benedict was moaning louder than I was.
"Oh yes, oh I love you so much, Salma." Benedict said, picking me up again, leaving him standing as he accelerated his movement. I started to feel my inside quicken, as I kissed Benedict, meeting my tongue with his. "Come for me, baby." And his words were my last as my orgasm ripped through me, making me scream and yelling incoherently. Benedict pushed into me one last time as he met his orgasm after mine. We both fell on the floor, desperately trying to catch our breath again.
"That was fun." I said once I managed to catch my breath again.
"Yes, it was. We did quite some damage to your flat." Benedict said laughing.
"Lily is going to be in one hell of a surprise when she sees this." I said laughing, too. I was on top on him, so I got up and laid down next to him, pulling him out. "Just fucked hair suits you."
"As do you." Benedict said, still glowing from the after maths of his orgasm. "We do this again, sometime."
"Do you see that knife on the floor over there?" I asked. Benedict nodded, looking confused. "If I ever say no to this, just use it to kill me." I said laughing.
"I'll keep that in mind..." Benedict smirked. "Come on, I'll make you some tea." He got up and put on his drawers, as he walked to the kitchen, filling the kettle and putting it on the stove. I managed to pick myself up off the floor, and I picked up his orange sweater lying on the floor and put it on. I walked over to the cupboard so I could grab some biscuits, and I cupped Benedict's right butt check, causing him to jump, and start laughing. "Do that again, and you'll see what will happen."
"You don't scare me." I said, not turning around to face him, as I secretly laughed at my own joke. I could feel his eyes digging into my back.
"Is that so?" Benedict said as he walked behind me, pulling my hair into his fists, making my head fall back onto his shoulder.
"Mmm. I'll have you on this kitchen counter begging for mercy... twice." I said, glowing in my Irene Adler reference. I could feel Benedict's smile on my neck as he left soft kisses trailing down.
"I'm looking forward to it... more than you think." Benedict said as he bit the skin on my collarbones, making me moan. We were interuppted by the sound of the door knocking. Benedict let go of my hair, and I went to answer the door.
When I opened the door, despite everything that happened, I got the surprise of a lifetime.
It was Olivia.