Hi people! This is my first English fanfiction about fifty shades of grey. I read the second book in the moment. I just thought about this and wanted to let you all know about my idea. English isn't my native language so please don't judge me for mistakes. Hope you like it. Please review!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything!
"It was just one last time" Christian says to me as he comes closer.
I look at him. "I know what it has been Christian. The last time… You know that's what guys usually say"
Christian looks angry. His grey eyes seem to be a bit darker now. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you angry" I say softly. But it hurts. It really hurts. It's always her and it will always be her.
Christian sighs. "No Ana, you do not need to apologize. I' m sorry for what I have done"
I shake my head. This is impossible. Christian Grey never apologizes for anything. He is always right he does not need to apologize usually. "Did you just say sorry?" I ask him.
Christian looks at me. "Yes exactly. Is this that unbelievable?" He asks. That's a good question. Yes it is I think.
"No, no I just wanted to make sure I understand what you say" I say softly.
"She promised it Ana" He says after a long break.
"And you believe in what she says?" I ask.
Christian nods. "She was always the only person I could trust. Why should this change?"
"I don't know. Maybe because she is jealous" I answer with a big smile on my face. The imagination of a jealous Mrs. Robinson makes me feel good.
"She does not need to be jealous. She is sexy. Too many guys want her. So why should she be jealous?" He says. Ouch. This hurts again. The smile on my face slowly fades away and I watch Christian.
"Oh sorry once again. I didn't mean to make you feel bad" He says.
"Not?" I ask.
"No, I love you Ana. I want you to feel good." He answers.
I just want to hear this every second of a day. He loves me. This amazing guy loves me. I can still remember all the details of our relationship. I love him. I need him. I want him. Immediately.
"I want you" I whisper.
Christian looks confused. I love his confused face. "What?"
"I want you now" I replay.
A smile appears on his face. "You're sure?"
"I'm pretty sure" I answer.
He kisses my lips and bit on my lower lip. I groan. He smiles. This is how it usually works. And it works like it today. But suddenly his mobile phone rings. "Who is calling?" I ask. Then I see his face. He doesn't look happy.
"Her" is everything he says and he doesn't need to say more. It's her. Mrs. Robinson. He leaves the room and I sit down on the couch. The room is so empty without him especially because I know he is in the room next to me and he is talking to her after all she did to us. He promised to leave us alone. But well girls always promise many things. What will happen now?