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.

6. Chapter 6

Against All Odds- Chapter 6

"Sorry I had to go and get my car."

"I heard." He turns to look at me and I see something pass through his green eyes that I cannot read then he speaks again, "so who was it?"

"Excuse me? I got drunk and ended up passed out at a friend's last night."

"A friend huh? Cut the shit Ana, you were seen. You were with him again." He growled at me then pulled me to him. He grabbed me by the hair and hissed at me, "Did you fuck him?"

"Let me go and fuck off." I screamed at him but instead he tightened his grip on my hair. "No he is my friend; I haven't fucked anyone but you."

"You talk to him about us, about me?"

"Yeah I do."

"I don't like him knowing our business, and then you sent that fucking text. You want to leave you know where the fucking door is." He let me go at that and stood up. "I said I love you, I have not done this...living with someone. Your call, I am going to bed."

Sitting alone in the playroom I sigh and lie back on the bed. Staring up at the ceiling my mind races, my call so what do I want? I want to be loved and to love someone that is it. I always thought that when I found love I would be happy yet I love Jose...he claims to love me and I am miserable. If I stay with him, will it always be like this? I do not want to live like this but I don't know what to do. I look at the clock and see it's still early. I need someone to talk to but I can't bring myself to call Christian, I know what he will say so I text Kate instead. "Hey you busy?" She texted back right away and I texted her that I was on my way over. On my way out the door I quickly text Christian, "I am fine...I will text you in the morning."

After a quick ride I am at Kate's place, she whips open the door smiling at me but one look at my face she stops. "Ana what is wrong?"

"Where shall I start?" I sigh and hug her, "come on this will take a while."

A few hours later Kate and I sit on the floor leaning against her couch with an empty bottle of wine between us. She sighs and shakes her head, "why didn't you ever say anything before now? Ana I am supposed to be your best friend."

"I...I didn't know how to admit that I failed."

"No, you did not fail."

"Kate yes I did and this is the third time. I cannot do this anymore."

"You need to stop leaving in the past. They left you so that was their choice."

"EXACTLY! They left me because I am too much work to love."

"They left you because they are guys."

"Great then I will always be left or have to go lesbian."

Kate burst out laughing, "Nice Ana at least you have your sense of humor still."

"Yup I have me, myself and it to keep me company."

"Seriously you need to stop blaming yourself. Sometimes relationships don't work out."

"I feel like if I loved him more we would be happy."

Kate waved the empty bottle at me, "that is bullshit and you know it, you love him more than enough. I wish I could say what you should do but I just don't know. I know that I want my happy bestie back. Ana you have not been yourself in a long time."

"I wish someone could tell me what to do, I have only told you and one other. He tells me to leave him."

"Who else did you tell?"

"Christian." I look away from her as I speak not sure how she will react knowing I told someone else this first.

"Ana!" She grabs my arm, "look at me."

"What?" I gaze over at her and she stares into my face.

"You told Christian before me?"

"Yeah I did, something about him opened me up. You know where I ended up last night; he took him back to his place."

"Well you did tell him not to take you home."

"I did? Fuck I cannot remember last night."

"You don't remember him carrying you out of the bar wasted?"

I nod, "No I don't remember that."

"You almost fell twice; he had you in his arms before I could get to you. Then he told me not to worry that he was taking care of you. As I held open the door for you two I heard you tell him not to take you home."

"Damn, I wish I could remember what else Christian and I talked about because I ended up sending Jose a text that basically said I was thinking of leaving him."

"Good, damn it you need to. Ana all the things you just told me are horrible. Why would you even think of staying?"

"Have you ever been afraid to be alone?"

Kate grabbed me then and pulled me into a tight hug, "you will never be alone, you have me...sounds like you have Christian. Your friends will always be there for you. You are not happy, so give me one reason you should stay with him."

"I love him."

"You sure about that? I do not get that from you right now, sounds like an excuse."

"I think I need more wine or to go home."

"SEE!" She shook her head at me, "it is. You need to see it Ana. See the truth and then do what is best for you."

With a sigh I hug her back and whisper, "I know and I am working on it. This is not easy for me. I just need time but I better go now, I do not want to stay away from home another night."

She kisses my cheek and tells me to go but remember she is always here. As I drive home I sigh leaning my head against the door. The winds whips through my hair and all I want is to keep driving, to go somewhere where I can really think but I know if I do not go home again tonight that it will just be an uglier mess. Back at the house I slip in quietly up to the bedroom. As I watch him sleep I think of what it used to be like. In our early days all I wanted was to spend a night, a full night in his bed not to be ushered out after sex like a cheap whore but now it feels like a prison to me. How did that happen? How did we get from here to there? I lie down stiffly beside him and drift into troubled dreams.

"Ana are you happy?" Christian is sitting next to me in the darkness as I fade in and out of consciousness. I cannot see him but I hear him, his voice sounds heavy as if it weighed down by emotion.

"Do I seem happy to you? Would I be drunk off my ass if I was?"

"No you wouldn't but then maybe you should do something about that?"

With a snort I roll over looking for him in the dark, "like what?"

"Like stand on your own two feet, walk away...find someone who loves you like you deserve."

"Like this?" I try to stand up but my drunken body betrays me and I fall back on the bed.

I hear Christian laugh at him, "not exactly like that."

As I lie on my back he moves closer and finally my eyes start to adjust to the darkness. I see him clearly and it makes me smile. "Why are you still single Christian, a great guy like you?"

Pushing the hair off my face he grins at him, "I am waiting for the right girl; she hasn't fallen into my arms yet."

"Who is she?"

"No one, just looking for one that is perfect. I know what I want."

"There is no such thing as perfect Christian; you have to just love them as they are."

"You stop that, there is such a thing as perfect love but neither of us has found it yet. Maybe we are not looking in the right places."

His voice is soft and warm, it soothes me as I lie staring up at him, "you are right, damn it...I need to fix my life." I roll over to grab my cell as the room spins. I text Jose quickly before I forget what I want to say then quickly hit send before I change my mind. As I move to look up at Christian the room spins again and I whisper to him, "There I made my move."

I wake up with a start just as I pass out in my dream. Staring over at Jose I stifle a sob, that night Christian was right and finally I made my move only to take it back in the sober light of day. Before I can climb out of bed Jose opens his eyes to stare at me, "I see you are still here." With a nod I look down, "good now let's forget this shit and have a good day. I love you babe." I nod again and sit there still as he gets up and heads to work. The rest of the day that dream and the memory of that night haunts me. Why am I so brave when drunk and so scared when sober?

The rest of the week passed as the one before, nothing had changed in Jose's behavior but my feelings were reaching their limit. I texted Kate and Christian off and on through the week but I did not want to see anyone, I was a spider trapped in its own web. The more I struggled to find a way out the more the web seemed to entangle me. I would either have to remain stuck as I was or finally break free. Friday night came and Jose announced that we were spending the night in, he had plans. With that in mind I texted both Kate and Christian I would probably not be in touch until Saturday. Kate had texted me furiously all week to leave while I could and that if I did not she was going to drag me out while Christian's texts were short and he seemed upset with my lack of decision. I was in a fog of emotions, unable to move forward. Too dark to see my way clear and too hazy to figure out what to do next.

That night I went through the motions, I cooked us a nice dinner and sat the table with candles and wine. Jose seemed pleased by my behavior; I was too numb all week to complain. Too lost in thoughts as I struggled with myself to make a decision so when he announced he had figured out how to make me happier I just stared at him in shock with the wine glass half way to my lips. "You did what?"

"I have an idea to fix our problem."

"And what is that?"

Jose grins at me and shakes his head, "Nope it is a surprise but after dinner I want you in the playroom."

Nodding I finish my wine and clean up before I wander down the hall to the playroom. The door is wide open and he has clothes laid out on the bed for me. I take them without being told to the playroom's bathroom, there I change into the black lace things and braid my hair. I am waiting beside the door on my hands and knees when I hear him enter the room. I see him grin when I peek up at him then that fades as his Dom face comes on. "Head down." I quickly look down and wait for his command. I hear the music start to play and he comes over to me. "Stand up Ana; I have a scene in my mind for tonight. I want to push you further than before but I think you will like the end results." I stand up and watch him without a word. "Good girl and I want you in the center of the room." I move to the middle of the room right under the speaker so the music fills my ears and he comes closer to take my hands and fasten me to the ropes handing from the ceiling. "Trust me and let go, do not fight me today. You may answer me."

"Yes Sir." I breathe in deep and try to push everything else out of my head as I give in to him.

He moves down to push my legs apart then I watch him fasten my legs down. He runs a hand up one of my legs as he speaks, "good girl, now I want you to just relax and enjoy tonight. Do you understand?"

"Yes I do, Sir." I answer at once as I stare at him. He grins then I see him pull a black blindfold out of his back pocket.

"One last thing, I want you to focus on you." He ties it on then the seduction begins. I get lost in his touch as he starts off just running his hands over me, up and down my chest rubbing my breasts through the lace until I am moaning then his hands move lower and lower. I am a wet, wanting mess when the music changes to a hard beat and I scream out as I feel a hard slap of a crop against my ass. The blows continue moving up and over my backside then I feel a soft touch of a flogger the front of my thigh. My body is already shaking from the constant blows back and forth. I moan louder then suddenly both hit me at the same time. Under the blindfold my eyes flutter open in shock, how in the hell is he doing this? Then I hear Jose speak, "I forgot to tell you the scene didn't I?"

I cry out as the hard and slow blows change. The hard crop dusts over my breasts and the flogger slaps my ass. I am so confused, and then I hear something that makes my blood run cold, the sound of another in the room. I pull against the restraints and cry out, "what is going on?"

"The scene is something dark I have wanted to do for some time." Jose's voice sounds cold and hard as the blows come harder and faster then the crop slaps my clit and I cry out at once. "Do not cum yet Ana, we plan to make you work for that."

"We?" I cry out wishing I could see but I am now sure I hear another person in this room with us. The sound of breathing is heavy behind me.

"Yes we." I hear another voice, it's low and deep and right behind me. I gasp as I hear a footstep moving closer to me then my head is yanked back by my braid as the crop slaps my clit again.

"Oh Ana, you want more attention is what I have been hearing." I hear Jose speaking as the hand on my braid tightens. "I have been hearing all week from your little friend that I ignore you. So I thought maybe you might need two to please you."

Tears sting my eyes as I try to explain, "That is not what I meant at all."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP." I hear the strange voice hiss in my ear as Jose laughs. "Your master did not give you permission to speak."

I cry out "RED!"

My scream is met by laughs, "oh Ana you cannot safe word tonight, I have this great scene planned, you told me about that fantasy of yours, the one about being overpowerered, well sweetheart...here it is."

My few clothes get ripped off as the blows come harder and faster while my mind races. This cannot be happening, Jose always said I was just his, he would not share. The contract even stated this. No way he was just trying to play with my mind. I call out red again this time all movement stops. I whisper to him, "Please I don't want anyone but you."

"Too late for that Ana, you bitched to your little friend about me. You want attention, you are getting it." He reaches over to crank up the music drowning out my words. I scream as they continue to touch me everywhere, it seems to never end. It varies between hard blows then soft touches that make my body want more while my mind is crying for it to end. I plea for them to stop but instead Jose only laughs. I want to slap him and run but I can't. Over and over the two of them bring me to the edge then stop before I can explode. I would fall but the ropes hold me up. I beg for it to end but instead Jose puts on my favorite song and I heard words I cannot believe, "She is all yours Jack. Make her scream."