Authors note: Just a heads up, this chapter has smut in it and the rating for the fic has now officially been changed to M. Hope you enjoy.
Chapter 9
Six hours and forty two minutes; that's how long they had been driving, Emma noted as she watched the clock; the trees passing by quickly on the highway. They would be arriving at their hotel in only fourteen more minutes if Will's GPS was correct. It was beginning to feel like the longest fourteen minutes of her life if she was being perfectly honest with herself. She began tapping a slow rhythm on her knee, trying to do anything she could to occupy her time as she stared at the passing road in front of her. The need to get out of the car for fresh air was becoming more and more urgent. Plus, she needed to go to the bathroom soon and she didn't want to have to bring her gloves and cleaning products into another dirty gas station bathroom.
Emma wasn't one for thinking much of what people thought of her, but she would be lying if she said the stares didn't make her feel insecure. It didn't matter now though. They were only twelve minutes away, and she would be able to decontaminate the bathroom in the comfort of her hotel room. She began following the lines of the telephone wires hanging high on their poles with her eyes as they entered the city and she continued to let her mind wander.
This trip was certainly a needed one though. After the attack and the subsequent weeks to follow, she couldn't help but wonder how she'd made it this long without completely cracking. She was beginning to think the whole ordeal was over and done with when she got her cast removed in exchange for a new brace the week prior, but then the flowers arrived and it sent her into a tailspin. Emma sighed as she once again looked at the clock.
Only nine minutes left now. She couldn't help but wonder what was next for her. Looking over her shoulder was becoming very tiring and she was worried what affect her anxiety was having on the baby. She placed her hand over her growing child protectively as she tried to push those feelings of worry aside.
The trees and grass that had previously graced the side of the highway were now turning into houses and businesses and Emma's anticipation peaked just the slightest bit at her new surroundings. The town of Niagara Falls, New York was cute and charming, reminding her of her home in Lima, and Emma decided it would be the perfect place to relax with her husband for a few days until they could figure out what to do next.
Next… What would they do next? Before leaving for their trip they had both stopped by the station and went over their lists of possible people once more with the officers but yet again it didn't seem to bring them any closer to finding a lead. It was all so frustrating and the police were doing nothing to help. The options were basically to get attacked again and the police re-issue the SPO, or hope the stalker goes away on his own. The latter didn't seem likely, and she was doing everything in her power to avoid thinking about the former. She began drawing lazy circles on her stomach, hoping it would help calm her nerves, which in turn initiated a small kick to her hand. Emma smiled softly at her child, who was becoming more active by the day.
She wondered what the baby would look like. If it would be a boy or a girl, soft curls like Will's or straight with gentle waves like hers, brown hair or red…It brought a smile to her face thinking about the not too distant future where she and Will would be able to complete their family with this wonderful child they had both dreamed of for so long. She was also beginning to second guess her decision of waiting until the birth to discover the gender. On one hand she loved the idea of it being a surprise, but on the other hand she wanted to be able to prepare for the baby one way or another. She sighed softly as her mind wandered further.
Three minutes. Almost there.
Will looked over to Emma as she stared out of the window. He slowly reached for her hand, taking it in his. She looked over to him and smiled softly as she squeezed his hand lightly. He returned the smile as well as the squeeze. Without sharing any words, Will offered her so much comfort in a single gesture than all of the calming exercises and medications she had tried in the past. Lucky was an understatement when referring to her husband.
"We're here." Will said, as they pulled into the hotel parking lot.
Emma looked the hotel over with a satisfied glance. She was truly thankful to be there. "Oh gosh, Will, the hotel looks so nice! I can hardly believe they had a last minute booking. Are you sure we can afford this though? It looks awfully nice…" She had to question it. The building seemed much more elegant than the hotel they stayed in for last year's regionals in Fresno, and that hotel stay cost was enough to eat up half a paycheck.
"The manager said they had a last minute cancellation when I called last night. We were lucky to get in. Don't worry though, the room came with a deal. Their cancellation stiffed them the reservation fee. He was just happy to have someone to fill the room!" He chuckled, remembering his phone conversation with the man he imagined to be quite short and thin, with a rather thick Italian accent. "I'm glad you like it, love." He squeezed her hand once more. "Why don't we go check in and get comfortable before dinner?"
"I think I'm just going to wait in the car while you check in if that's okay. I'm really tired, and my feet are a little swollen." Emma said, gesturing to her feet.
"Emma, I don't know if that's such a good idea…" Will pointed out, unsure if he should leave her alone or not.
"Will, I will be fine. We are hundreds of miles away from home, and we're in the middle of nowhere. I can stay by myself in the car for three minutes while you check us in. I promise I won't break." She held up three fingers as if to offer a Girl Scout promise.
He couldn't help but look at her for a moment with an uneasy feeling, but he knew she was right. They were hundreds of miles away from Lima. They came here so she could take a break from looking over her shoulder and so he could take a break from watching her like a hawk twenty-four/seven.
With a defeated sigh, Will climbed out of the car, stretching for a moment once he was standing. "Okay. I'll only be gone for a minute. Oh, and don't forget to lock the doors," He reminded as he closed the door and shot her a lopsided smile.
"Don't worry honey, I will." Emma called through the car door as she locked them automatically.
It only took a few minutes for Will to check in and before Emma knew it they were in their hotel room. Emma went straight to cleaning the bathroom as Will replaced the sheets on the hotel bed with clean ones he had brought from home. It didn't take long for both of them to finish their chores and change out of their travel clothes and into something more comfortable so now they were resting on the bed for a few minutes before it was time to decide on dinner.
"So what should we do in Niagara Falls, my lovely?" Will asked as he thumbed through a pamphlet of the cities attractions he had grabbed from the hotel lobby. He put his arm around Emma and she leaned into him immediately.
"I'm not sure; I don't really know what's available." She said as she closed her eyes, lost in her husband's embrace.
"Well, it appears we have several choices. There are several state parks that look promising; there's also an art museum that looks pretty interesting." He scanned the page for things that would suit the couple's interests. "We could always go wine tasting..." His eyebrow peaked as he tried to remain serious. He snaked his hand onto Emma's swollen middle to emphasize his joke.
"Good plan." Emma teased back with a giggle, "Get the baby liquored up before the big day." She rolled her eyes, attempting to hide her smile.
"Well I know I would enjoy it." Will mocked with a grin.
"You're going by yourself then. Your unborn child and I will just stay here at the hotel and relax by ourselves." She quipped as she mocked offense.
"Aww, I couldn't do that…to the baby." Will added the last sentence at the last moment and a giggle escaped his lips even though he was trying to fake seriousness. This earned him a pillow to the head from Emma.
"Hey, what was that for?" Will said as he rubbed his head in mock pain from her pillow assault.
"You wouldn't know what to do at a wine tasting without me," She said, snuggling back into her original position on Will's chest, but not before sticking her tongue out at him first.
"Well I just don't know what to do then. I guess we will just have to stay in the hotel room for the entire trip." He said with a fake sadness.
"Will, we're in Niagara Falls. Why don't we go see the falls?" She asked, as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Nah, I've heard it's not very pretty there." he said as he continued to thumb through the pamphlet with a look of indifference on his face.
"William Schuester, I know better than that. You were talking about seeing the falls all the way from the house to the Ohio border. We're going!" She mocked sternness as she turned to face him.
He couldn't help but smile at her display. "Okay…If you say so."
"Good. Then it's settled." Emma said as she once again reclaimed her place on his chest. Will kissed the top of her head as she did so.
"You know, you're awfully cute when you're mad." He said, followed shortly by a grunt as another pillow went flying into his face.
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"I don't know about this Will…" Emma said as she hesitated to get onto the ferry boat.
"Em, it's just water. And besides, you've got a rain poncho on. You'll be completely dry by the time we dock." Will pointed out, trying to sooth his wife's anxiety.
"Will, it's not clean water, it's filthy disgusting lake water. Who knows what animals eat and do in there..." She shuddered as she finished that thought in her head.
"Em, if you can't handle a little water, what will you do when the baby comes and needs a new diaper?"
"Will that's different. I'll do anything for the baby. This, however, I can opt out of." Emma said, backing away from the boat dock slowly.
"Okay Em, if you really don't want to go see the falls, we don't have to. We can go check out one of the museums or something." Will said, understanding and sympathetic of his wife's limitations.
Emma felt extremely guilty at his gesture though because not only was her OCD holding her back from something she really did want to enjoy, but it was holding back her extremely caring and understanding husband as well. He was trying to cover his disappointment and had she not been married to him she would have been fooled, but she knew better. He had been talking for hours in the car about visiting the falls. She couldn't turn back now; who knew if she would ever get the chance to come back?
She took a deep breath and worked up her courage.
"No, Will, it's okay. We can go see the falls. I will be alright." She said, stepping back onto the boat dock and making her way toward the large sea craft. He followed close behind.
"What?" Will said with a hint of shock as they weaved in and out of people. "Em, we don't have to go. I'm completely okay with touring the rest of the town, and we can see the falls from the hiking trails at the top. Really, I don't mind." He said, not wanting to push her out of her comfort zone, particularly in her condition.
"You're sweet Will, but don't worry. I can do it. It's just a mind over matter thing." By this point they had reached the line for the ticket taker at the boat entrance, so they stopped to wait their turn.
"Em, are you sure it's a good idea to stress you out right now?" He said, placing a hand on her stomach as she faced him.
She placed a hand over his and looked him in the eyes. "You are the most wonderful husband a girl could ask for. Thank you for being so understanding. I will be okay though, Will. Really." He smiled at her, using his free hand to softly brush the side of her cheek fondly. "Besides, I will have you by my side. What's the worst that can happen? As you said, it's just a little water." She grinned at him with a new found confidence, and he beamed with pride at her ever-changing progress.
"Okay, love. You've convinced me. But if you feel the slightest bit uncomfortable we are going into the lounge room." He pointed out, drawing her attention to the small enclosed room at the center of the ferry boat.
She looked to the boat and noticed the room, her nerves actually settling a small amount at the realization that she would have the option to remain dry if she should so choose. "Alright, it's a deal." She leaned up to kiss him to emphasize her point. Of course, he returned the kiss as he pulled her closer to him, deepening the kiss a little bit more. It wasn't until someone behind them coughed loudly that they realized the line had moved and there were people waiting behind them. They quickly apologized to the couple behind them and scurried to the ticket taker, handing over their stubs and entering the boat.
Once in full poncho and rain gear, the couple found a bench at the front of the ferry boat to sit on and enjoy each other's company as the boat left the dock, heading for the falls. Emma leaned into Will as he wrapped his arm around her, settling his hand on his new favorite spot; her baby bump. She rested her head in the crook of his neck and he leaned his head against hers as well. They were lost in each other as other people were walking around the deck snapping pictures and listening to the captain on the loud-speaker rattle off history facts and random bits of information regarding the falls as well as the boat. Emma didn't pay any attention to him though because all of her focus was on the soft tenor humming coming from her husband. They were content to stay this way for hours but within fifteen minutes they were approaching the falls, and they both knew they wanted to get pictures in front of this natural wonder.
Emma reluctantly sat up as Will groaned slightly at her movement. "Come on pokey puppy, we're almost to the falls. We should get up now or we won't be able to find a spot near the railing." Emma pointed out, tugging slightly on his arm for emphasis.
"Okay, okay." Will said, reluctant to get up, but he did as he was told anyway and joined his wife in finding a spot near the edge of the boat.
Dressed in full rain gear, Will pulled out the disposable waterproof camera he had purchased at the gift shop before they boarded, snapping a few pictures of the falls. Emma was watching on in wonderment at the sight before her, lost in her own thoughts as the boat approached the base of the falls. Will couldn't help but snap a picture of her, wanting to treasure this radiant look of contentment in her face. The snap of the camera and the realization that her picture had just been taken was enough to snap Emma out of her thoughts. She turned to Will with a questioning gaze.
"Did you just take a picture of me?" She asked, mocking an accusing tone.
"Maybe…" Will said, noncommittally.
"If I have to endure the tortures of the camera then so do you mister." She said, pulling him next to her and turning her back to the falls. She took the camera from Will and held it up so that she and Will, as well as the falls, were in the frame. "Say cheese." She said as she placed her finger over the shutter button.
"Soy-based dairy product!" Will chimed as Emma pushed the button down.
She immediately turned to him with a look of shock on her face. "What did you say?" Emma asked, the fake accusatory tone returning.
"You told me to say cheese but I figured I would find something more appropriate since I'm with my lovely wife." He grinned, a look of pride for his cleverness overtaking his face.
"You're lucky we're in public and I don't have a pillow, mister." Emma said, pointing a finger at him.
"Oh, but this is why you married me. For my wonderful sense of humor." He said, his teeth showing with his grin this time.
Emma softened at his adorable face. "Yes, that among many reasons." She said, cupping his face and leaning up once more to kiss him. He returned the kiss, and as soon as they parted he leaned in for another one.
"If I had known it was that easy to get you to kiss me I would have made soy-based dairy product jokes much earlier!" He let out a soft chuckle, and she couldn't help but giggle at his "cheesy" remark.
"You're lucky you're adorable." She said, smiling from ear to ear also.
A man had noticed the couple laughing with each other and approached them, asking if they would like for him to take a picture of them. His voice was raspy from what sounded like a cold, and Will had to lean in close to hear him. Emma would surely have to decontaminate the camera after returning to the hotel room. He too was dressed in a plastic rain poncho but like most of the other people on board he wore a ball cap and a large pair of sunglasses. It seemed to repel much more water, but it was nearly impossible to see the man's face. Will questioned his capabilities of taking a good picture wearing all of that rain gear, but he figured it was worth a try. He had plenty of film left in the camera anyway. Emma looked to Will and he looked back to Emma nodding.
"Sure, we'd love for you to take our picture." Will said, handing the man the camera. "Thanks." He said as he scooted against the railing with Emma, posing in several sweet pictures of the two of them.
"It's no problem at all, really." The man said, handing the camera back to Will. "You've got a beautiful wife and she's simply glowing." He gestured to her middle. "I figured she was worth photographing."
Emma blushed at his comment.
"I would have to agree with you there, sir. Thanks again." Will said with a smile as he shook the man's hand.
"Of course." The man said as he returned to a bench across the deck.
Will looked to Emma. "See? I'm not the only one who thinks you're beautiful."
"Will I'm wearing a rain poncho, and I look like a cow. I'm sure he was just being courteous." Emma said, not feeling as confident with her appearance since the pregnancy.
"No Emma, he's right. You really are simply glowing." He pulled her close to him and swept the hair from her forehead. "And I'm so proud to be your husband. I love you my sweet." He leaned down and kissed her with passion and a bit of fire.
"I love you too, Will." Emma said as she tried to choke back the tears. She cleared her throat to get rid of the emotions before anyone on the boat could notice as she cursed her hormones.
"And look, you haven't even seemed to notice you are soaking wet." Will pointed out her wet rain poncho and she looked down, noticing the saturation as well. He was right though, she hadn't noticed. When she was with him she didn't really even seem to care about germs or dirty water the way she usually did.
"You're right. I guess I was so distracted that I didn't realize." She said, a small amount of pride building for another task conquered. Will smiled and put his arm around her shoulders as she leaned into her favorite spot against his chest, looking out to the falls. They were so calming and peaceful.
Will was too busy staring at the most beautiful thing he had ever seen though. His wife. He didn't even care about the falls at this point, he just simply wanted to watch her soak it all up, free of worry and anxiety where she was really able to relax and let go. He kissed her head softly as he snapped another picture with the camera, as well as in his memory, to have forever.
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Once the couple had returned to their room they both decided a shower would be necessary. Emma observed the size of the shower and was quite pleased, noting yet another wonderful thing about a luxury hotel.
"Have you seen the size of this shower Will?" She called from the bathroom, "There's enough room for at least two people in here!"
Will rounded the corner with two towels, startling her as she hadn't realized he was so close. The yelling was obviously unnecessary, and she blushed slightly from embarrassment.
"That sounds like a wonderful suggestion." He said seductively as he placed the towels on the towel rack and retrieved the body wash from the bathroom counter, brushing by her body as he did so. Her senses electrified.
"I like the way you think." Emma said with a bit of heat as she leaned over and turned on the water, clearly seeing where this was headed. It didn't take more than a minute for the water to heat up and before she knew it Will's lips were on hers. She sucked passionately on his lips as his tongue swirled around, asking for entrance. She parted her lips ever so slightly, signaling the go-ahead for him to enter. He complied, exploring every area of her mouth that he could reach. The heat between them was building as quickly as the steam in the small bathroom.
His hands moved quickly from her back to the zipper on her dress and with one swift movement he unzipped it, pulling the straps off of her arms and letting it fall to the floor. A chill ran up Emma's spine at the sudden exposure to the air but he quickly pulled her into another kiss, heating up her body instantly.
She moved to his shirt, pulling the bottom up and over his head, exposing his toned chest and abs. She was thankful at that point that it was a warmer than usual day outside, and he had removed his coat when they returned to the hotel room. Next on the list were the pants. Once the shirt was discarded with her dress on the floor she moved down to unclasp his belt buckle, expertly removing it in seconds. His hands roamed her back as she moved on to his jean button and zipper. His fingers on her body sent a tingling sensation through her spine causing her to quicken her pace as she finally got the hindrances undone and his pants fell to his ankles. He stepped out of them and scooted the garments to the side, crashing his lips back onto hers.
The kissing was becoming more and more heated and the urgency was beginning to build so Will moved to unclasp her bra as he began placing kisses on her neck. She let out a soft moan as her undergarment fell to the floor, exposing her chest to him. He took a moment to take in the sight of her. He had always loved her breasts, even though she wasn't the most confident about them. They were one of his favorite things about her body, and he was even more pleased to know that he was the only man she had ever shared them with. Of course, they were larger than usual with pregnancy, but he seemed to love them any way they came.
Emma let out a sigh and Will then realized he was caught staring. He immediately took one nipple into his mouth as his other hand began making swirling movements on the other one. Emma immediately let out a soft moan of satisfaction as he sucked and nipped gently on her. After a minute he switched his movements to the other side and continued his tongue assault. "Will…" Emma moaned, hoping to emphasize her desire.
Will picked up on it immediately and he began kissing up her chest bone and onto her neck, then finally resting on her lips once more.
"I take it you're ready for a shower?" He asked with a twinkle in his eye.
"So ready." She mumbled half coherently, lost in the feeling of passion.
Will helped remove her underwear before removing his own, and they both stepped into the steaming shower. "It feels so nice…" Emma trailed off as Will's hands ran all over her back. The water was cascading over both of them, allowing their hands to glide more freely against their now slick skin.
"Just wait." Will said huskily. The passionate kissing began again, and they both pulled closer to each other. Emma noticed Will's need rubbing against her and she couldn't resist the heat that was beginning to swirl in her lower abdomen. Will began kissing her neck once more, moving down to her collarbone and then to her breast bone. Emma moaned once more, letting him know the pleasure he was responsible for.
His kisses moved to her swollen stomach and he placed his hands on her belly, kissing her bellybutton several times in love. She looked down and ran a hand through his wet hair admiring how carefully he treated that place on her body. It wasn't until he began moving his kisses lower that she let out an audible gasp. Will knew he was getting closer as her legs began parting on their own accord. He began to kiss lower but just as he was about to reach her sweet spot he stood up.
Emma opened her eyes, not even realizing she had closed them, and looked into her husband's hazel orbs.
"I love you so much, Emma." He said, lost in her big brown eyes.
"I love you so much, too, Will." She said, wanting to explode from the sexual excitement and melt from the sheer love all at the same time. He kissed her once more as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her right leg around his waist. This movement gave him the access they both had been searching for and he looked into her eyes as he thrust into her. She closed her eyes out of instinct, but opened them immediately after so she too could share this moment with her husband. He kissed her softly, sucking just a little bit on her bottom lip as he began to move in her. Her head rolled back for a moment in pleasure but she reminded herself to stay composed enough to share this with him. He was making it so difficult though with his slow movements. Her eyes met his once more as she began to turn her hips into him, the heat and speed picking up simultaneously.
"Will…"She moaned, her fingers running through his curls.
Hearing her desire urged him to move faster and he complied, supporting her weight against his body by holding onto her lower back. Their breathing began to pick up and Emma was beginning to wonder how much longer she could hold on. Looking into Will's eyes while they made love was perhaps the most vulnerable thing she had ever done with a person. It was such a deep and intimate connection, and she was so glad she had only ever shared this part of herself with him. The friction between them was building to an electrifying heat and Emma moved her hip over a small amount to the right to allow better access around her growing stomach. It was just the right spot and soon she could feel herself twisting in ecstasy at Will's movements, causing her to bite her lip to prevent herself from yelling out his name to the entire hotel.
He watched her as she was sent over the edge and felt her walls clamping around him, causing his pleasure to increase ten-fold, and it was just enough to push him to his climax. A low moan escaped his lips while he thrust a few more times into her as they both rode out the shared orgasm. They stayed connected for a minute, just taking in each other's afterglow before Will finally pulled out. Their breathing began to slow back down to normal as they held each other.
"You are so beautiful, Emma." He said as he brushed her hair from her face. Her cheeks were red from their events as well as the shower.
"I love you so much, Will." She said, her arms still wrapped around him not quite ready to let go yet.
"I love you too, Em. More than I could ever express." He said, not wanting the moment to end either.
He reached for the shampoo and began lathering it into her hair, her brown eyes on him the entire time. Once he was done washing her she returned the favor, gently soaping and rinsing his body, taking every care to be as soothing as possible. She loved sharing herself with him, and she loved that he was willing to do the same with her.
It was the perfect moment, and she couldn't imagine wanting to share it with anyone else.
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Emma was wrapped in several blankets as she sat on the bed wearing her fleece pajamas reading a book. It was close to nine o'clock that evening and she was doing whatever she could to stay warm. The shower had run cold after they had been in there for so long, and she couldn't seem to get rid of her shivers after that. Will finally dug her fuzzy socks out of the suitcase and handed them to her before he slipped on his coat and shoes.
Emma looked up from her book as she noticed his attire. "Are you going somewhere?" She asked with confusion.
"I'm just going to get some ice from the ice machine. I'll be right back." He said, grabbing the ice bucket from the table by the door.
"Will, it's early December and it's night time. It's cold outside, even for a warmer day like today. What on earth do you need ice for?" She questioned.
"Em, the ice in the ice chest isn't going to last until morning, and if I don't grab ice now all of our cold food items will spoil. I'll only be gone for a moment." He said, trying his best to reassure her.
She had to remind herself that they were no longer in Lima and that a short trip around the other side of the building to get some ice was a reasonable thing. "Okay, Will, just hurry back. I'm cold, and you're my favorite heating blanket." She said with a grin, putting her book down and uncovering her feet so that she could put her fuzzy socks on.
"Okay, Em. I'll try to hurry. Be back in five." He said as he grabbed the hotel key and headed out of the hotel room in search of ice. Emma put her socks on and quickly tucked her feet back under the covers, continuing her reading until her husband returned.
Will rounded the last corner in what seemed like a maze of hallways that pointed him in the direction of the ice. He sighed in relief once he found the machine and put the bucket under the opening as he pushed the button. The bucket began filling with ice. Once it was full he took his hand off of the button, allowing the flow of ice, as well as the loud noise from the machine, to stop. He grabbed the bucket and turned to leave when he almost ran into something. He took a step back and noticed it was a man. In fact, it was the man from the boat that had offered to take his and Emma's picture. Will almost didn't recognize him without the rain gear.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't see you there." Will apologized, then smiling at the recognized company. "Strange running into you here of all places!" Will chuckled at the irony of the situation. When the man didn't respond to his joke, Will got an uneasy feeling in his stomach. He stepped to the side so the man could get through. "Well I had better go. It's cold, and my wife is expecting me back any minute. I've already taken longer than I should have." He said, trying to step through the doorway that the man was mostly blocking.
The man, who was previously standing completely unmoving finally snapped out of his daze and pushed Will back into the room, causing the ice to spill over him and the floor. Will caught himself as he crashed into the wall of the small room.
"Wha-" Will said, shocked. He shook off the pain as he looked up, "Hey, man, I don't want any trouble." Will said, no longer caring about the ice bucket that was discarded on the floor. He tried once again to get past the man and again the man pushed him, this time causing him to slip on the slick ice cubes that now lined the floor. He slid backwards and landed on the ground with a thud. That's when Will looked up and noticed the man had something in his hand. At first he wasn't sure what it was, but as the man stepped into the room he saw the gleam of light hitting metal. It was a knife.
"Oh, please don't…I've got a wife and a baby on the way and a family at home…"Will began pleading as the man came closer; Will backing as far into the corner as he possibly could.
"She's not your wife anymore, she's mine." The man said, and with one swift move the man lunged at Will. He kicked his foot out causing the man to trip on the ice, and he too fell to the floor with a thud. Will tried to scramble for the door, but the man composed himself quickly and grabbed for Will's ankle. It was pretty easy for him to pull Will back into the room over the slick ice that was now beginning to melt into water.
Will began yelling and trying everything he could to make a commotion and get some attention brought to the situation, now trying frantically to make traction on the floor with his body. The man yanked on Will's leg pulling him closer, and Will tried to wriggle from his grasp but it was a failing effort as the ice and water were making it nearly impossible to make any productive movements. He swatted his hands towards the man trying to get close enough to either protect himself or punch the man if he could. The man paid his movements no attention as he hurled the knife right into Will's left side, piercing his skin and plunging it deep into his stomach. Will cried out in pain and the man watched him writhe for a moment before removing the knife and wiping the blood off on Will's pant leg.
"Let this be a warning to you. She's mine." He said, and with that the man stood up, brushed the ice and water from his pants, and walked out. Will grabbed his wound tightly in pain as he saw blood beginning to pool on the floor. His vision became blurry and he noticed a round lady in a nightgown enter the doorway with a confused expression. "What's going on in here…?" She asked, taking in the scene. Will faintly heard a scream of shock before everything went black.
Sorry about the cliffy…The next chapter should be up soon as I've already started it. :D