We All Want Love

Resurrection

Fri, 10 May 2013 03:36:21 -0400

Heyyyyyy guyssss !
I know I’ve been gone for some months but that was because I really had to focus on school.
BUT now Im back. And Im gonna give you guys the last 2 parts of the mini-fanfic and Im thinking about starting a new one.

mikeynng: dailydot: Drake reacting to Jennifer Lopez’s...

Sun, 10 Feb 2013 20:58:45 -0500

mikeynng:

dailydot:

Drake reacting to Jennifer Lopez’s dress

What did i say… Drake Face ALREADY on tumblr.

Parts 7&8 coming today !

Fri, 11 Jan 2013 12:02:45 -0500

Then its over and Im officially retiring.

Delusional: Part Six.

Thu, 10 Jan 2013 23:44:48 -0500

“Chris, I need for you to go and check when the Mezza piece is coming in? I want to hurry and replace the Zchlock piece before the weekend. It’s getting old to me now. ” My boss said.

I quickly nodded and headed toward the office in the back.

I couldn’t lie and say that Kai wasn’t on my mind ‘cause she was. I missed her and I’d only been here for about two hours. It seemed like time was passing by too damn slow. I wanted to hurry home and see my baby. She was waiting for me.

I checked the inventory dates to see when the piece and walked back onto the floor to find my boss. I looked over to the door and saw him talking to two officers.

I laughed slightly to myself.

What the hell this nigga do? I knew he had a record. He looked like a dude with a past.

I was about to walk over there but I didn’t want to be nosy.

Suddenly I see my boss turn his body and narrow his eyes at me.

The fuck was his problem?

He then pointed to me and the officers nodded before making their way over to me in a hostile manner.

The fuck?

“Christopher Brown?” One of the officers said once they approached me.

“Yeah.” I nodded wondering what they wanted.

“You are under arrest for the Abduction charge of Kai Dawson. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed to you by the state.”

I stood there shocked as hell as the roughly spun me around and placed the handcuffs onto my wrist.

“Wait, wait! This has to be a mistake! I haven‘t abducted anyone. Kai, She-She’s my girlfriend!” I tried to reason as they began to push me to the front door.

The onlookers in the gallery began to whisper and it was making me upset. I was just confused as hell.

“Wait! Listen, listen to me!” I yelled trying to plant my feet on the ground but somehow they were stronger than me.

“Stop, this is a mistake!”

They didn’t listen.

They ended up throwing me in the back of the car closing the door in my face as I tried to explain.

I was totally embarrassed. People were looking at me and I knew I had lost my job. I knew that was a guarantee.

I sighed as I sat back in the seat trying to dismiss the pain that the cuffs were causing my wrist.

All I had to do was explain that was a big misunderstanding.

Yeah, that’s all I had to do.

________

“Okay Christopher, talk.” Detective Martin said as he sat across from me in the dimly lit room.

It was kinda funny to me ‘cause I felt like I was in an episode on CSI or some shit like that.

I guess this was my interrogation time.

“About what?” I asked clueless.

I just wanted to know why I was here.

“You do know why you‘re here right?”

“Not really. They said something about abduction? I‘m confused.”

“Yes. The guardians of Kai Dawson are pressing charges.”

“I didn’t abduct anyone, though. Me and Kai…” I trailed off, thinking carefully before I spoke.

“You and Kai?” he urged.

“We-” I started and then looked up at him. “We‘re together.”

“Well that’s not what she claims. In the report it says-”

“Fuck the report!” I yelled and slammed my fist against the desk.

I was getting angrier by the minute. They knew nothing about me and Kai. They ain’t know shit.

“The report ain‘t nothing but what her bitch ass parents WANT you to think.”

“But these are all Kai‘s words. She said that you drugged her-”

“No! These aren’t her words. I know Kai. Her parents are making her say this. I know. Trust me, I know.”

He then sat back in hi chair and eyed me closely. I held his glare so he could see that I was serious.

“Alright, Chris.” he said finally before he got up headed out the room.

________

“My baby!” My mother cried as she ran to me with open arms.

I hugged her back knowing she was freaking out. I knew she didn’t know what to think.

Hell, neither did I.

She kissed my head once before walking to the other side of the table.

“Baby, how are you?”

“I‘m good, ma. You?”

“I‘ll admit, I‘m not okay.”

“What‘s wrong?” I asked concerned.

If anything was wrong with my mother I had every right to be concerned. She was all I had, family wise. She raised me and she was basically all knew my whole life.

She looked up at me and her eyes were wet.

She was crying.

I hated seeing my mother cry.

“Ma, tell me.” I urged.

She wiped her eyes before speaking.

“Christopher, what were thinking? ”

“Ma, it‘s okay. I‘ll be okay. I talked to the detective and told him the truth.”

“Which is?”

“That me and Kai are together. The reason for all this happening is because the Dawson‘s cant expect us but don’t worry ma, it‘ll all work out.”

She looked at me and then cried some more.

My heart was breaking with every tear.

I hated this.

“Chris, they‘re saying you‘re ill.”

“Ill? I‘m fine, ma.”

“No. They‘re saying you‘re crazy Chris.”

“That’s what they want you to believe, ma.”

I eyed her closely.

“You don’t believe them, right?”

I waited patiently as she kept quiet.

I wasn’t crazy. I knew I wasn’t crazy.

Suddenly my anger was returning.

She believed them over her own son.

Her son.

Her flesh and blood.

“How you gon‘ believe some bullshit like that, ma?!”

“Chris, what else am I supposed to believe?”

“That me and Kai are in love! Why cant no one just believe what the fuck I say! I ain‘t kidnap her.”

“Then what do you call keeping her locked up in your apartment?”

“I was protecting own relationship. I didn’t want people judging us.” I gritted.

I hated being asked these question and giving the same damn response.

“That doesn’t make any sense! Is she wanted to be with you, she could.”

“You don’t know-” I stopped and took a deep breath. I aint wanna go off on my own mama. I knew better.

“You don’t know shit.” I gritted and got up from the chair quickly.

The guard then opened the door leading me into the hallway then walking me to my cell.

Nobody knew shit.

I loved Kai.

Kai loved me.

It would all work out and I’d be out of here soon.

Then we wouldn’t have to hide us anymore.

We would finally be together.

how many chapter left for your new short story

Tue, 08 Jan 2013 18:01:17 -0500

3/4

He's like a big kid getting really worried and panicky when she was upset. Its like he isn't in his own mind. It's good that she's adjusting so that she can get out somehow. I just hope she don't catch feelings. She probably don't anyways cuz he kidnapped and raped her so. I don't even hate Chris. He's got a mental illness. I'm sure of it. It ain't his fault so I can't hate. How often do you update?

Tue, 08 Jan 2013 18:00:14 -0500

Yes, he just loves her too much. Mental illness is quite correct.

I almost thought she was falling for Chris. I'm glad she got away before she did. Was that the last part?

Tue, 08 Jan 2013 17:57:42 -0500

No. Maybe 3 or 4 left.

Im not falling for this shit, watch it be a dream or shit. no no no it was WAYYYYYYYY to easy to to to to easy. nope i dont believe it. Smfh at you making my heart beat fast. nahuh i dont believe it - K.C

Tue, 08 Jan 2013 17:56:53 -0500

believe it.

Delusional: Part Five.

Mon, 07 Jan 2013 23:06:40 -0500

Chris.

I was up early and getting ready to leave for work.

I rushed over to kiss Kai quickly on the forehead before I jetted out the house.

I didn’t wanna be late, plus I was trying to get some extra hours down at the gallery so I could save up for when me and Kai moved away.

I knew it meant spending less time with her now but eventually it’ll be worth it in the long run.

I locked the front door before walking down the empty hall where I was the only resident.

My apartment building was fairly new and I was the first to move on the third floor.

I hadn’t had any neighbors yet, but I was grateful. I didn’t need to be complaining about loud music our arguing while spending time with Kai.

It would be only a distraction.

I took the elevator down and headed out the building when I bumped into someone.

I looked up and saw that it was Mr. Dawson.

Kai’s dad.

“Oh, hey, Mr. Dawson. It‘s a surprise seeing you here.”

He gave a small smile and for the first time in my life I’ve seen Mr. Dawson look horrible.

He was always a man of pride and value but today he just looked drained and lost.

He didn’t look like himself and it made me feel bad for him.

I wonder what was the problem?

“Chris, good thing I ran into you. Have you seen Kai?”

“No.” I shook my head. “Why? Is something wrong?”

I hated lying to him but I was doing this for me and Kai. If I told it would ruin everything.

Everything I worked for.

Everything I hoped for.

Everything I dreamed of.

No.

“She‘s gone missing. And when I talked to her little friend Jessica she had said that she had left with you from the gallery.”

I swallowed hard.

I knew I didn’t like that Jessica girl. She just screamed bad news.

“Yeah, I saw her that day. We went to the diner to eat. Afterwards she left. She was on the phone with some dude name John..Jonathan..?”

“Josh?”

“Yeah.” I snapped as I pretended to remember. I knew the little nigga’s name.

“Well we already talked to him and he said she was with you.”

“Yeah, and afterwards she left to either head home or go over his place. I offered to drive her but she declines. You know I would tell you if I knew anything Mr. Dawson. Kai‘s like family to me.”

He sighed and ran his hand over his face before nodding.

“I know, Chris. I know. I‘m just so stressed out. My little girl is gone and no one knows where she is.”

He looked at me and I could tell he was falling apart.

I was beginning to fall apart too.

No. Think about the future Chris. Your future with Kai.

“Was that all that Josh kid told you? Maybe he knows more than you think he does?” I asked raising a brow. I needed a way to focus this shit on somebody but me.

“Um, he said Kai had called him last night. And he told us that she said she was safe. That she needed some time to think. ”

“Hm. That doesn‘t sound like Kai but then again maybe she‘s goin‘ through something and she needs some space.”

“But she hadn‘t showed any signs. She seemed happy. So that‘s why it‘s a bit unusual”

“Well maybe you need to look into that Josh kid thing. I mean, I‘m not trying to label him as a suspect or anything but what if, you know?”

He nodded quickly at me, looking as if I struck some type of light in his head.

“You‘re right. You‘re right. His story did sound somewhat suspicious. Tonight we‘re talking to the police so I‘ll throw that in. ”

“You should.”

“Thank you, Chris. I really mean it.,” he said as he placed his hand on my shoulder.

I smiled and gave him a slight hug.

“No problem, Mr. Dawson. I just hope Kai‘s okay.”

“Me too.”

After we said our goodbye’s and I made him promise to keep me posted and headed off to start my workday.

The day was actually going better than planned.

Kai.

Chris came back late, which I expected and hoped for.

He came in smiling holding a bag of Chinese.

“I brought dinner baby.”

He handed me my food before going into the kitchen.

I looked at it carefully and smelled it before actually trying to eat it.

Hell, I didn’t know if he poisoned it or some shit.

Reluctantly, I ate it.

Plus I was starving. I was tired of eating junk food all day.

It felt good to have real food in my stomach.

Not home cooked but close enough.

Afterwards we watched another movie, Whit Chicks, and this time I kinda laughed. Only because that movie is stupid.

Right?

When the movie ended I showered and once I finished Chris beckoned me over to him.

I slowly walked over, gripping my towel tightly to my body.

He licked his lips as he scanned over my body.

Once I made it toward him he placed his hands gently on my waist.

I took a shaky breath and held my towel tighter.

“I saw your dad today.” he mumbled and pulled me closer.

“You did?” I said as my heart raced.

“Yeah.” he nodded. “He‘s looked bad. He‘s worried about you. Everyone is but I bought us some time.”

I furrowed my brows.

“Bought us some time?” I repeated.

He laughed slightly and leaned in to kiss my lips.

“Don‘t worry about it. Just know I handled it. We good.” he mumbled against my lips.

And suddenly with one swift motion I was laid out on the bed and he then positioned himself on top of me. He then started to kiss my neck and I felt my skin get hot.

I don’t know why but everything concerning me getting out of here slipped my mind.

His kisses felt nice.

Caring.

Loving

Wait, why am I enjoying this?

Push him away! My right mind screamed but the situation was too in the moment.

He moved to my lips and after a while I decided to kiss him back.

I only did it to see if I felt the spark that he obviously felt.

I couldn’t tell though. And strangely enough I couldn’t stop kissing him back.

Stop! My mind screamed.

My body didn’t seem to cooperate though.

He pulled away and smiled against my lips.

“Let me make love to you, Kai.” he mumbled before beginning to kiss me again.

_____________

I sprang up in bed to only see Chris pulling his shirt over his head.

“Morning sleepy head.” he joked.

I looked and realized that is was morning. I looked down and it all felt like déjà vu except this time me and Chris actually did have sex.

Consensual sex.

I felt all the blood drain from my face. I knew I had to look pale.

I can’t believe I actually did it.

Why? Why would I?

“I gotta go. But I‘ll be back later, okay?” he said right before he pecked my lips and left.

I wanted to break down and cry.

I felt disgusted with myself.

I had sex with the nigga who kidnapped me.

What was wrong with me?

I had to get out of here. I felt like I was now giving into this life. But I couldn’t give up.

I couldn’t give up my freedom.

Hurrying out of bed I found my clothes and clothed myself.

I then started to run around his apartment like a mad woman. There was only one thing stopping me from leaving.

This damn band.

I went into the restroom to find something that could possibly break it off.

I found nothing.

I went and did the same for the kitchen.

I tried to at least cut it with a knife but this damn thing was plastic.

Didn’t work.

“Ugh!” I huffed in frustration.

I got up and walked around a little more. Something had to work. Something.

I approached the hallway and saw a closet. I opened and looking around all I saw was a couple of jackets until I looked at the top shelf.

A tool box.

I eagerly reached for it and pulled it down. Once I opened it I smiled to myself.

Pliers.

Wrench.

Hammer.

I reached for the hammer and pulled it out. I closed the tool box and placed it on the shelf before closing the closet door back.

I sat down with my back against the wall trying to prepare myself mentally.

If I miss I could really injure my ankle and end up looking like a dumbass.

But I had to try.

“Here goes nothing.” I mumbled and silently prayed to myself before aiming the hammer at the band.

One hit.

I looked at it and saw it cracked lightly.

I smiled and tried again.

Two hits.

A big crack then appeared on the side and threw the hammer down before trying to pull it apart.

I used all the strength God gave me and luckily for me a piece had broken off.

“Yes!”

I then used the hammer to break off a bigger piece so my ankle could fit through.

Once my ankle was free I got up so quick that I had to stand there for a moment to prevent from making myself dizzy.

Once I was stable I made a dash for the front door. I opened it and slowly took a step outside.

Two steps.

Three.

Four.

I almost cried when I realized that I was past two feet. I ran toward the elevator and pressed the down button a good thirty times before it actually opened.

I quickly got on and pressed the LOBBY button a hundred times.

I don’t know why but I felt like he was chasing me. I knew he was at work but I had to get out of here as soon as possible.

Once I made it to the Lobby I dashed out the front door and took off in the opposite direction where I knew he walked for work.

While I was running I saw the bus but I knew I couldn’t catch it. I had no money so I just kicked my speed up a notch and ran my ass all the way home.

At this very moment I was kind of grateful out town wasn’t that big.

It took me a good ten minutes to get home since I had trackstar’d all the way there.

The moment my home was in my peripheral tears came running down my face.

The neighbors on my street who were outside were looking at me in awe as I ran toward my house.

I raced up the steps and banged on the door like a madman. I kept banging and I didn’t stop until it swung it open.

I stood there, face to face with my dad. He looked at me as if he couldn’t believe it was me. We stood there just looking at each other and I wanted to say so much but nothing came out.

He glanced over me. Showing a mix emotion of anger and yet surprise. I knew he had to think something crazy since I knew he had talked to Chris. But to his own surprise it was the total opposite.

“Daddy.” I croaked and he immediately his face wrung worry and he reached out to hug me tight.

“Shhh. It‘s okay baby girl. It’s okay. You‘re home now.”

This is some sick... BUT I know you probably got something under your sleeve still I'm here 3 more parts ahhhhhhhh the anxiety. Lmao

Thu, 03 Jan 2013 19:00:25 -0500

nothing too special.

he needs some serious help. a therapist, a bible, his mama. something!

Thu, 03 Jan 2013 18:59:17 -0500

lmao. He’s just in loveeeeeeee.

I'm so lost is delusional apart of we all want love ? Where's Dom

Thu, 03 Jan 2013 18:58:39 -0500

No -____-
Chris is not Dom.
Its a totally different story.

Delusional: Part Four.

Wed, 02 Jan 2013 22:09:25 -0500

The room was dark but the moonlight had peeked shyly through the window. If I could take a guess, it was around 3 a.m. counting all the hours I had been up. I refused to sleep. One, because I couldn’t and two, because last time I was unconscious to the world my virginity was taken from me.

I was laying in his bed, with him laying next to next. Well more like smothering me. He was holding onto me so tight that I swear air couldn’t even breathe in between us.

I hated it.

I hated this.

I hated him.

After just lying on my back staring up at the ceiling for five hours, I had come to the conclusion that he had been crazy all his life.

He had to.

I mean no one just because looney within a couple of hours. I was like one minute he was the Chris I thought he was and then, boom, the next minute he was some psycho kidnapper person.

I don’t know.

My head was starting to hurt again and I needed to try and calm myself down and think.

Think.

Think of a way to get out of here without him noticing.

How?

This nigga was clever as fuck. But he’d always been though.

So how could I really make it out of here?

Think.

My eyed traveled over to the door and I knew it was locked. I saw him lock it earlier and he placed the key….

Fuck, where did he put it?

My dumbass forgot to pay attention.

I remember him changing clothes. That was the place he went next so it had to been in his dresser.

I looked over to the dresser and sighed.

There was no way I could open six fucking drawers without him waking up.

No way.

But I had to try right. If I moved silently and quickly, I could get out of here in no time.

Right?

It was worth a try.

I slowly turned my head to look up at Chris. He was knocked out. Deep snores and all.

Perfect.

I never knew if he was deep sleeper.

But then again, when his our neighbor’s house had burned down in the middle of the night he slept through it all. There was sirens, screaming, and just plain loud commotion everywhere. The next morning he had asked what had happened and I couldn’t believe he had really slept through all of that when his window was facing the house.

Finally deciding to be brave I slowly removed his arm from my waist and inched my way out of the bed without waking him.

I was now on my feet and I swear I wanted to do I happy dance.

25% there.

I crept over to his dresser and before reaching for a knob I saw shiny gold sitting casually on the edge of the dresser closest to the door.

I almost screamed.

50% there.

I slid the key off and made my way to the door.

I looked behind my shoulder to see Chris still knocked out, dead to the world.

I turned my head back and stuck the key in the door before twisting the knob and opening the door slowly.

Oh my God. Oh my God.

I was silently hyperventilating.

I pushed it open inch my inch and slid my body from the room.

75% there.

After setting both of my feet in the hallway I quickly made a dash for it, trying to make my feet lighter along the way.

As soon as I got to the front door I turned both locks at once and forcefully swung it open before taking a quick step out.

100% th-

Suddenly my body convulsed and I went crashing down to the floor with which felt like electric shocks through my body.

My face hit the ground hard and as hard as I tried to get up, I couldn’t.

I was shaking mercifully and I couldn’t feel anything in my body.

I couldn’t control any limb of my body.

I couldn’t move.

What the fuck was going on?

I knew whatever this shit was had to be painful but my compete state of shock minimized the pain. I was still trying to figure out how I was almost to freedom when out of nowhere I have a seizure?

That’s exactly what it felt like I was having.

A damn seizure.

I could feel the cool drool slipping from my mouth and the uncontrollable tears evacuating my tear ducts.

Within the next couple of seconds I was being lifted off the ground and I had no idea what was going on or who had picked me up.

Maybe it’s help.

Someone finally came to save me.

Yes.

100% free, even though I had to be nearly electrocuted along the way.

I mumbled a ‘thank you’ but it probably sounded like gibberish because my brain to mouth function seemed fucked up at the moment.

I mumbled some gibberish again until suddenly everything around me went black.

__________

Once again I woke up dazed and confused. My body had awoken before my eyes even opened. I took a deep breath, my body feeling a bit tingly. I tried moving my limbs hoping they would cooperate this time.

They did.

Then remembering the wonderful that happened to me before I blacked out I opened my eyes to only want to shut them back again.

He was here.

Why?

But I thought-

“See you‘re awake. You‘ve only been out for about thirty minutes though.” He smiled looking down at me.

I hated that.

I hated when he did that. I felt little again and tried to look around him to only come to the conclusion that I was in his room again.

I slightly moved my body and realized the familiarity with the bed.

“Wh-what happened?”

My voice.

It was….unfamiliar.

I didn’t sound like myself.

He smiled again before pacing his hand on my thigh. That’s when I noticed that all I had on was a T-shirt.

His T-shirt.

Bad thoughts filled my head again but when I tried to feel for the pain nothing as there.

I wasn’t in pain so I assumed he spared me.

I silently thanked God.

“Well, babe,” he started and ran his hand slowly down my leg. “You were trying to be your old playful self. Running from me and shit.”

He slightly laughed and then I realized his hand had stopped. But it had stopped on something.

My ankle.

That’s when I noticed something was on my ankle.

I sat up slightly and looked to see a black band around my ankle. It was thin and kind of unnoticeable.

I wonder how long had it been there?

“Wh-what is that?”

“Oh, this?” he asked raising his eyebrows and removing his hand from the band.

I studied it more intently and saw a green light on the side.

It had to be some kind of device.

“This is a little present I gave you last night. I‘m surprised you never noticed it.”

Yeah, me neither. I thought.

“What is it for?” I asked softly, scared of what he might say.

What if its some kind of bomb or some crazy shit like that?

Or what if it’s a tracking device?

That’s probably what is was. So he could keep track of me.

“It‘s a taser-band.”

I furrowed my eyebrows.

“A what?”

“Well, let me break it down. If you go more than two feet from the front door the band activates and 30 watts of electrical voltage is released throughout your body. ”

I swear I felt my heart stop.

A taser?

A fucking taser?

“One of my good friends, he‘s into shit like this. All this high tech shit. He let me try it out and he told me to tell him how it worked. Pretty damn good I should say. You aint even get that far.” a slight chuckle escaped his lips as he studied the band on my ankle as well.

Chris was crazy, I knew that, but I also knew that he was strangely madly in love with me for some reason. In his mind he thinks I wanna be here. He thinks he’s keeping me here to benefit ‘us’.

Psychotic, I know.

But maybe I could play my way out of here. If he started to trust me a little, I could get out of here in no time. But first I had to get this damn device of me.

“So you must not trust me.” I said with my voice leaking with attitude.

He quickly turned his head to look at me.

“Whatchu mean?”

“I mean, you don’t trust me. You put this damn band on me so I wouldn’t leave. Dammit, Chris. How we are gonna be together if we don’t have trust. Without trust, there‘s nothing.” I faked huffed and turned onto my side to make it seem as if I was upset.

I silently prayed it was working.

“No, baby, that‘s not it at all.” he said frantically as he pushed me back to how I was laying before.

I could see it in eyes, he was going crazy.

He looked crazy worried, like he was in big trouble.

I could see a hint of fear.

Fear.

Hm. It feels different seeing it instead of experiencing it.

“I just got it for your safety.”

Safety? That‘s bullshit.

“I feel like you‘re lying to me, Chris.”

He quickly shook his head getting closer to me than I thought he could.

“No, I’m serious baby. I got it just incase someone was to some in here and take you away from me. By the time you got out the front door you would feel the currents but the further you get from the font door the voltage becomes higher. ”

I sat there listening in shock.

“Chris, that means I would die!”

“Yeah, but remember what I said. Death do us part, baby.”

I was still trying to figure out how this was for my safety. But somehow in Chris’ mind he had figured out a way to make it seem legit.

Either way I was fucked.

For like the hundredth time today the tears came.

Chris’ face immediately showed sympathy.

“Baby, no. look I‘m sorry. You know I trust you. Don‘t cry, please.” he literally begged.

I knew he felt bad. Since he ‘loved’ me he hated seeing me in pain.

Well open your eyes MOTHERFUCKER!

I quickly wiped the though from my mind when leaned down to kiss my lips.

“Baby, I‘m sorry. I‘m so sorry. I don’t want you feeling like that, ever.” he mumbled against my lips and then moved over so he could place kisses on my neck.

He began to place kisses on my collarbone mumbling, ‘I’m sorry’ between every kiss.

He had finally managed his way to my waist and I immediately felt my body tense up.

No.

No he wasn’t about to do this.

I was conscious.

I don’t think I could even take it conscious.

Just the thought made me wanna vomit.

I closed my eyes as he slowly pulled my panties down and spread my legs placing them on his shoulder.

My tears had come to the point where I could breath. I didn’t want to make a single noise though.

I hated this.

I really did.

He kissed me there once still mumbling that stupid ass ‘ I’m sorry.’

But after a while of trying to block it out, something strange happened.

My body began to tingle again but I knew this wasn’t from the electric shocks from earlier.

This was something different.

And the next thing I knew my body had betrayed me.

It had betrayed me to actually make him think I was enjoying this.

I really wasn’t. I tried to coach to myself but the tingle only became stronger.

Within no time I had an orgasm and I hated my body for it.

I hated the fact that I had to shut my eyes and press my lips together.

I couldn’t believe it had actually happened.

I felt disgusted with myself.

Chris came from the depth of the bed with the biggest grin on his face.

He got comfortable in the bed before snuggling his face into my neck.

“I trust you and I love you. You gotta believe me.” he mumbled before his body went still.

Sadly, I believed him.

I had no other choice.

What don't you use kaylin Garcia for the girl in the new story your writing its really good and intense by the way !

Tue, 01 Jan 2013 21:36:32 -0500

Kaylin Garcia??
Who’s that?
If she has a kind of young/innocent look to her, then yeah.
I’ll look into it.

i didn't know that chloroform was what they put on those rags.... hmm.... gets ideas >:)

Tue, 01 Jan 2013 21:35:14 -0500

yesssss.
Don’t do anything crazy anon. Don’t go kidnapping Chris nshit. lmfao.

Oh.. its over? Lol I remember reading this when it first started and I was addicted. Actually I think I read all your stories, you're an amazing writer :)

Tue, 01 Jan 2013 12:46:55 -0500

Thank you !

could we get like a final sex scene lol i feel like they havent done it ( without any distractions/interruptions) in forever

Tue, 01 Jan 2013 12:46:39 -0500

eh, I’m really not good with those things.

I’ll try though.

What did he give her? What it say?

Tue, 01 Jan 2013 12:46:10 -0500

………..A ring.

why dont you finish the virgin

Tue, 01 Jan 2013 12:45:54 -0500

Why don’t I just give the URL to you and then you can finish it.

Sounds good?

that delusional story is crazy as FUCK! i didn't expect him to do that to her!

Tue, 01 Jan 2013 12:45:02 -0500

gwerl, me neither.

We All Want Love

Resurrection

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Parts 7&8 coming today !

Delusional: Part Six.

how many chapter left for your new short story

I almost thought she was falling for Chris. I'm glad she got away before she did. Was that the last part?

Im not falling for this shit, watch it be a dream or shit. no no no it was WAYYYYYYYY to easy to to to to easy. nope i dont believe it. Smfh at you making my heart beat fast. nahuh i dont believe it - K.C

Delusional: Part Five.

This is some sick... BUT I know you probably got something under your sleeve still I'm here 3 more parts ahhhhhhhh the anxiety. Lmao

he needs some serious help. a therapist, a bible, his mama. something!

I'm so lost is delusional apart of we all want love ? Where's Dom

Delusional: Part Four.

What don't you use kaylin Garcia for the girl in the new story your writing its really good and intense by the way !

i didn't know that chloroform was what they put on those rags.... hmm.... *gets ideas* >:)

Oh.. its over? Lol I remember reading this when it first started and I was addicted. Actually I think I read all your stories, you're an amazing writer :)

could we get like a final sex scene lol i feel like they havent done it ( without any distractions/interruptions) in forever

What did he give her? What it say?

why dont you finish the virgin

that delusional story is crazy as FUCK! i didn't expect him to do that to her!

i didn't know that chloroform was what they put on those rags.... hmm.... gets ideas >:)