Against All Odds

by DeLambful Fiction

Once upon a time... There were two best friends. They loved to argue and tease each other. Secretly, they had feelings for one another, but she belonged to another, and both were stubborn to admit it. Then, she disappeared. Christian watched for her everyday she was gone. Then one day, she came back. ...Modern fairy tales do exist.

4. Chapter 4

Against All Odds- Chapter 4

Holding my breath I continued to stare into Jose's green eyes not wanting him to ask me why I was sitting on Christian's face book page. He continued to stare at me until suddenly he leaned over my shoulder pulling my laptop closer, "So no feelings huh Ana?"

"He is just my friend."

"Just a friend you are face book stalking?"

"I am not stalking."

"Did you add him as your friend?"

Before I can answer I see Jose scanning Christian's page then his jaw tightens and he turns away from me. Then I hear the door slam. Jose had just left without saying a word. I sighed then slammed my laptop shut.

With a quick text to Kate I headed out to the bar near her place. Once there I found myself doing shots and was soon so wasted that I knew I would be in trouble if anyone hit on me. With the room spinning I headed outside and found a place to sit leaning against the building in the shadows. Jose or Christian, Christian or Jose, both of them were in my mind and I could not figure out what to do about it.

Jose was my boyfriend and I loved him didn't I? The more I thought about him the more I wanted to cry because as much as I loved him I hated the way he treated me. I was feeling more and more like property he controlled instead of a girlfriend lately. When I moved in with him I thought things would change. I was no longer just his sub, I was his girlfriend too but I was treated just the same. It was like outside the playroom he didn't know how to be with me.

Then there was Christian, just being with him made me smile and every time we talked he made me laugh. It took everything in me not to reach out and touch him then tell him how I felt. He wanted me to break free from Jose but that did that mean he wanted me? Or did he just love me as a friend?

Shaking my head at the image of Chris in my mind I moan as my vision blurs then hold my head. I am at that point where I were I either need another drink or to pass out. With my cell in my hand I dial Jose but before he could answer I hung up. What would I say? Come and pick up your drunk girlfriend who you are already pissed off at? No way, my stomach lurked at that thought. He would pick me up and take me straight to his damned playroom over this.

There is only one person I can call at this moment so I dial Christian's number but it goes straight to voicemail. "Grey here, leave a message." I hear in my ear as I lean against the cold building.

"Christian." I whisper softly. "I need you, sorry but you said anytime." I stop not sure what else to say but quickly let him know I am at the sports bar we met at then hang up. Before I get up I think of Christian and fight tears, all I want is to be back in his arms where I feel safe.

Stumbling back into the bar I hunt for a while before I find Kate on the dance floor. She is with a couple of guys strutting her stuff. I grab her arm for balance as I yell above the music.

"Kate I have had too much, let's go."

She eyed me and pointed to the bar, "you are fine, have some water if you need. The night is young."

"But Kate, you said to let you know when I wanted to leave. Now, I want to leave now."

"Steele get another shot or something. Too early to leave, your man can just deal with it."

With a sigh I head back to the bar but instead of water I order another shot then down it. The night starts to take on a blurry quality but then I hear my name. Turning too fast I stumble and as I fall I think I see him. Strong arms catch me and hold me against a warm chest. I know that feeling, I know those arms and as I open up my eyes I stare up into Christian's blue-grey eyes but they are not full of the softness I saw last time. No they are bright and full of anger as I stare into them. "Christian?"

"I think you have had enough Ana, let me take you home."

"No, hell no." I pushed him away and tried to head toward Kate only to stumble again but this time I fell backwards. Catching me again, Christian didn't bother to let me walk but lifted me into his arms as I mumbled at him, "I want to dance."

"You cannot stand, you cannot dance. Time to call it a night."

"Christian, stop." I begged him and as he stopped walking I gazed into his eyes. Trying hard to focus in my drunken state his eyes were the one thing I saw. Blue-grey with flecks of gold and I whispered to him, "please do not take me home. I just can't..."

"Ana, I will not take you home." Hearing that was enough as I relaxed against his shoulder and passed out.

The next day I woke up feeling my head pounding and opened my eyes to see the sun peeking in at me but in a strange room. I sat up slowly moaning at my head throbbed then froze when I hear a voice say my name. I turned to see Christian sitting in a chair next to the bed watching me. "You might want these."

In his hand he has some pills and a glass of water. I take them and lean back, "thanks and where am I?"

"My place, do you remember anything from last night?"

I take the pills and swallow then start to shake my head at him but stop at once in pain. "I remember the bar and you said I could not dance."

"That is it?" I see a disappointed look on his face. "I thought maybe I talked some sense into you."

"What?" I stare at him confused and he tosses me my cell phone.

"You don't remember our talk and sending that?"

I stare at my cell and read a message that I sent to Jose at 3 am.

"Jose,

For some time now I have been so unhappy. I feel like we are worlds apart now. Either we need to work on this or I need to leave and for good this time.

Ana."

"What the fuck?" I stare at it and he eyes me. "I do not remember that."

"Ana all you did was finally tell him how you feel, are you sorry?"

"No that is all true but I am scared." I turn away from him to hide the tears in my eyes. "What if he decides I am not worth it?"

Pulling my chin back towards him Christian speaks softly, "I will tell you what I said last night, you are worth so much and if he is not willing to work on it then you need to move on. You are worth it Ana."

"But...but, I ...shit." I start crying and try to stand up.

Christian gently pushes me down, "relax Ana, he hasn't replied yet. He won't hurt you again."

"I told you, it is not up to you to save me."

"No it's not."

"Then why are you trying to?"

"Because I care."

"Why?"

"Ana." I heard an exasperated tone in his voice.

"Christian?"

"That was your warning."

"My warning?"

"Ana, do not play coy. You know what I mean."

I stare at Christian then gasp, now I know what he means. He wants me to acknowledge me as I do Jose, in sub mode. Oh fuck, then I remember his text to me about Jose and the playroom. "Christian, are you a Dom?"

He sighs then nods, "yes."

"And you know I am a sub for Jose?"

"Guys talk Ana and I might know a few more things about you."

Blinking my eyes in the bright room I stare at him fighting the headache I have to focus clearly on him. "Like what?"

"Not important."

"You are stalking me and it is not important."

"Sounds like you stalked me too."

"Oh my drunk mouth, what else did I tell you?"

"Just something about me making you feel safe." His face changes into a grin as I groan.

"Just stop, do not tell me anymore." I stand up and realize my jeans and shoes are off. I gaze at him and he points to the other chair. "Did you take off my jeans?"

"I did but nothing happened."

"Good." I brush past him to get dressed.

"You are not going to leave him then?"

"Stop please, I just can't."

"Can't or won't?"

Fumbling with my jeans I ignore him then turn to him with rage in my eyes. "You cannot force me to do what I am not ready to do, please let me have it."

"Yes I can."

"No Christian you can't, I am not yours to order."

"I am not ordering, I am begging."

"Begging for what?"

"For you to think of yourself for once."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"Let me help you, you are not happy. You told me that last night again. Ana, please."

Standing in the doorway I eye him, "please stop, you cannot help me."

"Because you won't let me, stop being stubborn. You told me last night that you are lost. I can help." He grabbed my hands and moved closed. My heart started beating rapidly again as if time stood still.

Staring up into his eyes I see something there and it makes my heart race. I am breathing hard as he holds my hands and I can barely talk so I whisper, "I am lost, I don't know what I want or need anymore."

"I know Ana." He whispers back to me. "Let me help you."

"Why do you want to help me?"

"Because I care about you Ana and no sub should be treated this way."

"Wait, that is why. Mr. Dom here wants to protect the lowly sub. Thanks but no, I got this." I spew out pulling my hands away. In my head I am screaming at myself for thinking even for one moment that there was anything there.

"What the fuck Ana?"

Pulling me back to him Christian wraps me in his arms just like he did outside our place with Jose staring at us then whispers in my ear, "you being a sub has nothing to do with this. You need to escape, I want to help."

"I am scared; I don't think I can..." Just as I am about to admit I need his help my cell starts ringing loudly with the ringtone I gave Jose. As it plays I feel my body stiffen and I gasp knowing that he must have read that text.

Before I can speak Christian lets go of me, "Answer it, you need to deal with him. I will be waiting in the other room."

I nod numbly to him then stare at my cell before I accept the call and then bring the phone to my ear, "Hello Jose."