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Unforgotten – Chapter 1

If you haven’t read Unclear, I recommended that you do because this is the sequel to it! Here is the link for the list of chapters for Unclear:

https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/07/21/unclear-list-of-chapters/

Don’t know what this book is about? Here is the link for the intro for Unforgotten:

https://katiesblog96971617.com/2019/01/07/unforgotten-sequel-to-unclear-intro-backstory/

~Chapter 1~

Athena’s P.O.V
First day of school, I’ll be a Junior, this year. Same as my brother. I groaned when the sunlight hit my face. I looked over at my alarm clock and saw that it had just started to go off. I wasn’t ready for this first day, I missed my dad.
My dad left awhile ago, for a business trip I think, but he hasn’t answered my phone calls or have told mom when he was going to come home. Usually, when its the first day, my dad would walk into my room and wake me up, as he was excited to get us kids out to school.
He would then make an awesome breakfast and drive us to school, wishing us to have a great day, but this was the first time he has missed a day like this. I got up and opened my closet, picking out an outfit out of the new school clothes that my mom and I got a few weeks before.
I decided that one of my WWE Lita shirts would do with some shorts, since I had a feeling it was going to be hot out. My phone started buzzing, as I looked over, it was a text from Ricky, my best friend.
You need a ride? he texted.
I ignored it, he and I have known each other since we were babies, but since he has started going to college, we haven’t talked much since. I wondered why he would just message me out of the blue like this?
Someone knocked on my door as I tossed my phone on my bed and grabbed my backpack. “I’m coming!” I said, as I looked and saw my brother come in.
“Ricky’s giving us a ride. Why didn’t you message him back?” Logan asked as I zipped up my bag and threw it over my shoulders.
“I wanted to walk.” I lied. I really didn’t want to talk to Ricky. I looked over and saw my phone go off. I looked at my caller ID. It was my dad. I quickly grabbed the phone and answered.
“D-Daddy??” I asked, I had a tear escape from my eyes.
“Yes, how’s my baby girl?” He asked. My heart was overjoyed. Logan’s eyes got wide as I put the call on speaker.
“We miss you, daddy. Logan’s here too.” I spoke, wiping a tear or two away from my face.
“Hey dad.” Logan said.
“I miss you both so much. I wanted to call and wish you a great first day. I’m sorry if I can’t make it.” He explained. Logan looked at me, I bet he could see the smile on my face, just hearing my dad’s voice. “I’ll be home as soon as I can. Something happened with my trip and it might be awhile longer.”
“How long? You okay, daddy?” I panicky asked.
“I’m not sure, sweetie. I’ve been feeling under the weather and I can’t travel until I’m better. I’ve got to go, but I love you too so much.” My dad hung up the phone as I finished wiping my tears. Logan pulled me in to hug me.
A car horn honked from outside. Logan pulled away and left. “I’ll be right out, just have to grab my stuff.” Logan said. I walked out to the front of my house, where Ricky’s car was parked. I got in the back seat as Ricky turned his head and gave me a smile.
He looked different, he cut his long blond hair and doesn’t look like he has shaved his face in awhile. “How are you, Athena?” He asked, but I looked towards my house, hoping that my brother would come out sooner.
“Fine.” I said, just to shut him up. Finally my brother got out of the house. Logan opened the passage’s door and got in.
“Hey Ricky, thanks again for giving us a ride.” Logan said as I rolled my eyes. “My mom said that if you need gas money, we can give you some.”
“Naw, don’t worry about it.” Ricky said, driving away from our house. “Actually, wanted to know if you guys wanted to come over Saturday to a party?”
“Hell, yeah we would!” Logan excitedly said.
“I’ll pass.” I snapped, crossing my arms as I noticed Ricky had glance at me through the mirror.
“Come on, you don’t have to drink, it will be fun.” Logan tried to convince me.
“No, I-I have a date.” I lied. Why the hell did I just say that.
“You don’t date.” Ricky said as he turned into our high school. “You are coming, I’ll bring you home whenever you want to go.” He stopped the car.
“Thanks, but no thanks.” I got out of the car and quickly slammed the car door, walking as fast as I can into the school.
“Athena, wait up!” I heard Logan shout as I saw him pacing himself for running after me. “What was that all about?”
“I don’t want to talk about it.” I snapped and Logan dropped the subject. Logan and I walked to our homeroom, we had the same homeroom since coming to high school. We both sat in the back of the class as Ms. Eddy counted to see who was here.
I decided to putt out a mini project I was working on. I started to crochet a bookmark as Logan played on his phone. Ms. Eddy passed out our schedules and smiled when she saw me. “Working on a new project already, Athena?” She was the one to get me into crocheting, since it was a way to stay stress free.
“Yeah, I’ve been trying some different one’s in the book you gave me.” I returned the smile and pulled out the finished product of what I was working on.
“Beautiful, I love it.” She dropped the schedule on my desk. “Here you go, I’ll be seeing you at 8th period.” The bell rang and everyone in homeroom, grabbed their stuff and left. My brother took my schedule and peaked at it.
“We have English, Algebra 2, and History together.” He handed my schedule back. “Come on, sis.”
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Logan’s P.O.V.
“Why can’t I go?” I argued with my mother. “Just because Athena doesn’t want to go, I can’t go? This is bullshit!”
“Logan! Watch your language!” my mother sighed. “I feel safer if you both went together. I know you think you can take care of yourself, but I don’t trust Ricky enough to keep an eye on you.”
I through my arms in my hair. It was totally crap that she didn’t want to let me go by myself. “Fine, what if I get Athena to go?” I asked.
“Then you can go, just make sure you are back before 11.” She then went back to looking at the computer. Her office phone rang. “Let me know what the plan is.” She answered the phone and I walked out of her office and headed down to Athena’s room.
I walked right in, Athena was on sitting on her bed crocheting, like she normally does. “Thanks for knocking.”
“I’m sorry, but can you please come to the party with me, tonight? Mom won’t let me go by myself.” I spoke, checking my phone as Ricky had just texted me that he was on his way. “Pretty please, Athena?”
“I already said no.” She snapped as she kept crocheting.
“I’ll tell mom about your habit.”
She looked at me in confusion. “What?”
“You heard me, I’ll tell mom you’ve been smoking pot.” Her eyes widen, she stopped what she was doing.
“How do you know about-” I stopped her from finishing her sentence. “I’m not the only one who uses the treehouse for that.” I replied with a grin on my face.
I remember the first time I caught her, she didn’t see me, but I’ve been low on pot and come to find out that she’s been up there smoking it. I never thought that my sister would do anything like that.
She rolled her eyes and placed her crochet stuff on her night stand. “Fine, but I’m not staying long.” I grabbed her sweater that was hanging and threw it to her.
“You might want to change, its’ getting chilly out.” I said before leaving her room. I popped my head back in. “Forgot to tell you that Ricky is bringing us. He’ll be here in 2 minutes.” Athena crossed her arms and gave me a dirty look.
I slowly walked into my mom’s office, she looked tired, but when she saw me she gave me a small smile. “So, is she going?” My mom asked.
“Yeah, she changed her mind. It’s still okay if we go, right?” I asked.
“As long as you are home before 11. Make sure that you both have your phones and you let me know when you arrive and when you are on your way.” She said, sitting back down in her chair before answering another call that was coming in.
I heard Ricky honk, and Athena was already waiting for me outside. She had a dress on, which was shocking because she normally doesn’t wear dresses or makeup, for that matter. I ignored and we started to walk over to Ricky’s car and he drove us off to the party.
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Ricky’s P.O.V.
My party was going pretty hard. I had a lot of girls come up to me, but the one I was interested in, was ignoring me. She looked hot, especially for a girl who never liked to dress up. I poured two shots and walked over with them to her.
She crossed her arms and looked away, when I sat down next to her. “Seriously, Athena, please just talk to me.”
“Why should I talk to you?” She snapped at me. I handed her a shot, but she still didn’t look at me.
“Tell me what I did wrong! Please, I’m begging you. I want to fix this.” She rolled her eyes and got up and walked away. I seriously couldn’t remember what I did. I got up and followed her outside.
“Athena, stop running from me!” I yelled, grabbing her wrist as she pulled away and looked into my eyes.
“I told you that I loved you and you said nothing! Just ignored me and said you were busy with college!” She screamed. She told me before I left for college and I didn’t know what to say to her. I loved her too, but her mother warned me to stay away. I didn’t have the heart to tell her.
“I’m sorry that I didn’t explain why I didn’t say anything. It’s more complicated than that.” I said pausing. “I’m never going to be good enough for you. I figured ignoring your feelings would make it easier for you to forget.”
Athena started to cry a little more. “Ricky, it’s not that simple.” She spoke softy, I tried to hug her, but she put her hand out in front of me. “Can we please find Logan so we can leave?”
I nodded as I went back inside to get Logan.
I felt so stupid. Why couldn’t I just tell her? I wanted to be the only one for her, but I don’t want to ruin our friendship, which was already on the rocks. Maybe I just needed to find someone for me, so that I can help her move on.
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Logan’s P.O.V
Ricky came to get me and it was all silent in the car ride home. I figured I would leave it alone, unless something bad happened.
I thank Ricky for the ride home and Athena never turned back to look at Ricky. I didn’t understand why she was acting like this. Maybe it’s because dad has been gone for so long? I followed her into her room. “Is everything okay?” I asked as she turned and nodded. I didn’t believe it for a second.
“Seriously, what is wrong?” I snapped, crossing my arms. Athena sat down on her bed. Taking off her shoes and jacket.
“Don’t worry about it, its nothing.” She snapped. I rolled my eyes, this is what she would normally do.
“Put your shoes back on, let’s go to the treehouse.” I said as she looked surprised. She got her shoes back on and followed me to the backyard, where stood the tree that held the tree house we all build together.
For years, Athena and I would come up here to talk or to read, but it has been transformed into a mini smoke place for me and sometimes Athena. Our mom has no idea that’s what we do up here, but my dad knows and says as long as I don’t get caught, he’s okay with it.
I climbed up the treehouse first and then helped Athena get inside. She sat on the right side of the treehouse, that’s where she would normally sit. I grabbed a little bit of pot and started to grind it up for a joint.
“Seriously, what’s wrong? And don’t lie to me. I’ll find out one way or another.” I said, looking up at her for a second. A faint smile appeared on her face.
“You sounded like dad.” She said as I returned the smile. “I miss him, Logan.” I nodded in agreement. Don’t get me wrong, we love our parents, but we love it when all of us are here together. Mom has been busy stressed out on trying to pay the bills, that she hasn’t had the time to spend it with us.
It doesn’t bother me, but Athena doesn’t really have friends expect Ricky and I. Although, Ricky and Athena seemed to not be talking as much as they used to. I decided I was going to break the awkward silence. “Is there something going on between you and Ricky?” I asked, finishing up the small joint I rolled.
Athena sighed as I put the joint in my mouth and lit it. “I-I-I told him how I felt and he didn’t say anything about it.” She softly said, as I passed the joint to her. I knew she had feeling for him, but I figured she would be too shy to say anything to him. I did know that when our mom found out, she told Ricky to stay away, Athena doesn’t know, but my mom doesn’t want history to repeat itself.
“Look, I’m just gonna come out and tell you this because I love you and I am your twin.” I took a deep breathe. “Mom told him to stay away from you, before he left college. She didn’t want your heart to be broken.”
Angry flushed her face. He handed the joint back to me, she wanted to pace back and forth, but there was no room to do so. “I can’t believe she did that! I’m tired of her treating me like a little flower!” I started to laugh, when she said flower, but it’s the truth. “It’s not funny!”
“Okay, I’m sorry, but I didn’t think you were going to say flower.” Athena finally started to relax. “Listen, here’s what I think about all this. Yes, your in love with him, but you have never been in love with anyone else. I think you need to put your feelings on the back burner, which I know will be hard to do, but I think that you’ll find someone else and forget about him.”

Chapter 2: TBA

New chapters will be posted every Monday! Can’t wait til then? Check out the book on Wattpad! Search ‘katieasehl’, not only will you find this book, but other’s that I’ve finished or currently working on!

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The Black Widow’s Partner In Crime (Friday’s Short Stories)

 

By: Katie Night

Andrea sat at the bar, with a drink in hand. She had been siting at the bar for about 20 minutes, nothing had sparked her attention. Her last husband had been gone for about a month, before she started to crave for another man’s affection.

He had a heart attack and thought that he was the one for her. She thought that she was going to spend the rest of her life with him. Making memories, having children, and growing old together.

She just wanted someone to love her for her. She looked up at the bartender, as he poured her another shot. It burned in the back of her throat, but made it so she could hold back the tears she wan’t to let loose. She checked her phone, once more, looking at her flip phone that had a picture of her and her late husband.

Another 5 minutes had passed and she was getting tired of sitting, waiting for someone to approach her. It was like they knew she had lost her husband and that they were avoiding her like the plague. She struggled her shoulders and downed the rest of her drink, when she felt someone sit down next to her.

“Can I by you a drink?” The man wearing a business suit asked, as she looked at him in shock. She turned and looked around to see if he had might off meant to talk to someone else, but it was only them sitting at the bar.

She moved her hair behind her ear and smiled. “Sure.” He then turned to the bartender and he quickly made a drink.

“So, what is a beautiful lady like you doing in a bar alone?” He asked. She took a slip, waiting him to say more, but she was speak less. She didn’t think anyone would come and approached her tonight.

“It’s better than being home alone.” She responded. He moved his grey-black hair back and placed his hand on hers. She froze, not knowing what he would do.

“You are still alone, aren’t you?” He asked once more. She wondered if he was trying to hit on her, but she couldn’t tell. Although, he noticed that him asking questions about her, bothered her, he pulled his hand away. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be so demanding on questioning you.”

She shrugged her shoulders. She started to feel the alcohol hitting her, making her more relaxed and able to more flirty. “I was really waiting for you to ask me what my name was.” She smirked as his lips formed a small smile. “Andrea.”

She held her hand out as did he, shaking hands. “Kevin.” She felt something different about Kevin. She couldn’t tell what it was, but his aurora said something else. He had a dark soul, but with little room for love. She still wanted to know what was different about him that made him approach her?

The rest of the night, they talked. Nothing, but talked. She told him about her college days, as he told her about the late nights he was doing surgery. By the time they noticed what time it was, the bar was about to close up for the night. Kevin walked Andrea to her car and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

Andrea heart had warmed up with excitement and passion. She didn’t want to stop seeing him again. Kevin was all she could think about. The only question she had for him was why her? There were a few other ladies at the bar, but he chose her. She tossed and turned all night long, over thinking about Kevin.

 

The next night, Kevin, met up with her at her house. They could resist themselves and had to have themselves, right on her kitchen table, the one that her and Jeff had picked out after they got married.

She was lost in the moment, forgot about that table, her late husband, and everything else. The only thing she could think of was how much thrill she was having. making love to a stranger on her husband’s table. The look in Kevin’s eyes during the act of affection. It burned in her mind.

Once they were done, a small idea popped in her head. She gave Kevin a smirk, but he had no idea what she was thinking, or so she thought. Kevin picked up her clothes and threw them at her.

“Don’t even think about playing me, sweetheart.” He spoke and Andrea’s eye’s widened. How could he know what she was thinking? She threw her dress over her head, forgetting about her undergarments.

“How did you-” She tired to speak, but he interrupted her.

“I can read your thoughts and I know what you were thinking.” Kevin spoke as he slowly walked towards her. The only thing she noticed, was his eyes, even though, he was half-naked in front of her, his eyes scared her the most. “I love how your mind thinks, Andrea. I bet if we stick together, we can do exactly what you are thinking, to a couple of rich suckers.”

 

After that night, Andrea and Kevin worked hand in hand, roping in rich idiots that married Andrea, but they wouldn’t last a week in that house. Kevin grew angry whenever anyone else touched Andrea and would kill the new husband, before the end of the week.

The would make love to each other, with the money that the late husband had left for her the night before. No one noticed what was going on. Kevin would admit the late husbands in for surgery, but they would never make it.

Andrea loved to do it for the thrills. She loved the fact that another man touched her, Kevin would rip him apart. She wanted some to want her so bad, that he would kill any man that touched. her.

Once another one of her husbands had passed, she tried to wait as long as she could, but her cravings for affection always came back. She would go out to wealthy bars, sit and wait, until another sucker wanted to give her the world. She would play off sweet and simple, before getting them so drunk, she would mention to get married.

Those late husbands of Andrea, would fall so hard for her, they always said yes and then married her that same night. Once they would come home for their ‘honeymoon’, Kevin would be waiting.

Andrea and Kevin thought that this was something they would keep on doing forever until, people started to notice the pattern, they were leaving behind. The head of the police department, Steve Jones, had started to look into the case. He watched, from his car for weeks, as multiple men would enter that house alive, but would leave in a body bag.

There was only one man that came and go as he pleased. The head of the surgery department Kevin Rosevelt. He was one of the very known surgeons in the department, that even received an award for donating money to big charity events. It puzzled Jones’ to why he was doing this or what he was getting out of this?

“Dr. Rosevelt, good to see you again.” Jones said as he approached Kevin in the hospital, after the last husband of Andrea Whites’ had died. They shook hands and Kevin gave him a smile.

“You too, Steve. What brings you here?” Kevin asked as he was questionable about the reasoning to why he was here. He figured it was for another award or another patient was a officer.

They both sat down as Jones’ laid them down a few files on his desk. “I wanted to ask you a few questions on these missing men. Some of them you operated on and I just wanted to know how those surgeries went.”

Kevin looked through the files, there were about 6 different men in each of the files, 4 of them, he operated on. He stayed calm, as he had a feeling Jones’ was onto him.

“I only operated on 4 of these men, Jones’, why are these two in the same pile? I’ve never had them for patients either.” Kevin said, giving the files back to Jones’, hoping Jones’ would by them and move on.

“Do you have any relations with Mrs. Andrea White?” Jones asked. Kevin stood puzzled to him, wondering how he knew.

“She is one of my friends. Why are you questioning me about her?” Jones knew right away that if he told Kevin about the investigation, they would either flee the town or kill him.

“We are just asking because she has gotten married to these men and they happened to all of died within the week of them getting married. You operated on 4 of them and called time of death on the other 2. We just making sure that they have been dying of natural causes and not being murdered.” Jones explained. He didn’t wished he didn’t give so much information to him, but he hoped that maybe, he would confess or prove that he didn’t kill these women.

Kevin threw a hand in his face and then took the filed back. Looking through each of them again. He pulled the first man, Lance Drotter, he was a wealthy business man, but he only lasted three days when he was with Andrea.

“Mr. Lance Drotter, he came in, not breathing, we tried to bring him back, but nothing worked, so we called time of death at 15:23. Further look into his death, he had a stroke. Mrs. White had no idea of his medical history until she brought him to the hospital.”

Kevin threw that file down in front of Jones’, as his pager was going off. ” I wish I could go into detail even more, but I have to head down to the ER, so I’ll make it quick with the other cases.” He spoke. “Carl Jenson, alcohol poisoning. Gregory John, blood clot stopped his heart. Mattew Carter, came in unresponsive due to suicide attempt. Donald Heath, liver failure. Last but not least, Parker Adams, brain dead on the table. Happy now?”

Kevin rushed out of his office and Jones’ sensed that talking about these men upset him. Not only did he have the ER to worry about, but something about these deaths, Jones’ could tell it bothered him very much.

Jones’ wondered if he would get Andrea to talk some more, since Kevin didn’t give out too much information. He left the hospital, with the files of the dead 6 men. He figured he would look back into the files to see if he missed any more information.

 

Kevin knew Jones’ was onto him, he quickly got out of his office and went to one of the empty on call rooms. He dialed Andrea’s number, as quick as he could. “When do you want me at the hospital?” Andrea answered with, he would usually call her for her to spend some time with him in the on call room.

“Get out of the house with your stuff, the cops are on to us.” Kevin snapped as Andrea stayed silent. “We need to get out of here as soon as we can because Jones’ is going to be headed to your house now.”

“I already have the bag packed. You want me to take the SUV?” She replied as that car wouldn’t be detected by the cops right away.

“Yes, then go to the bank, take everything out of the accounts. I’ll meet you at the bank and we will leave.” Kevin said as he feared that she wouldn’t be able to take everything out of the bank right off.

“I’ll come and get you first. If I go to the bank first, they will figured it out. We need to go to the bank in the next town over.” Andrea paused for a second. “I’ll be there in 5 minutes. I’m going to throw my phone in the lake on the way to get you. I love you.”

They bother hung up and Kevin rushed to grab other stuff from his desk.

 

Andrea quickly got into the SUV and then opened the garage, there was Jones, waiting for her. He wouldn’t move, so she ran him over. After, that she just kept driving, hoping that no one noticed she did a hit an run. Once she reached to the hospital, Kevin quickly jumped into the car and planted a kiss on her lips.

“Go, I just got a call from the hospital that they are doing a locked down.” Kevin said as Andrea stepped on the gas. The drove and drove for hours, Andrea felt that nothing could stop them, once they left town and reached the other bank.

They quickly went in and out of the bank, cashing out their accounts and cards, making it so the cops couldn’t trace their whereabouts. Kevin took over driving. They kept driving and driving, as they heard the sirens on their tail. Andrea never felt so much thrill in her entire life.

She was wanted. So, wasn’t Kevin. She was called the ‘Black Widow’. Kevin and her stayed low, but when they arrived in a new town, the craving for a wealthy man passed her mind and she couldn’t help herself.

She would sit at the bar, and waited patiently for their next victim.

 

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Unforgotten (Sequel to Unclear) – Intro & Backstory

Hey dearies! So, here is the sequel you have all been waiting for! During last year, I started working on the sequel to Unclear! Although, this one might be a little better than Unclear, it is more ‘clear’.

It you haven’t read Unclear, I will leave the link to all the chapters, just in case you want to catch up and understand what’s going on. 

https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/07/21/unclear-list-of-chapters/

Unclear is in many points of views, mainly Jade’s, who is the man character. She ends up getting pregnant and trying to find her true feelings of who she really loves and struggles with that and other issues that happened in her past.

Unforgotten is in 3 points of views, Athena, Logan, and Ricky. Athena and Logan are Jade and Tanner’s twins. Ricky is Savannah’s best friend’s son. Each chapter isn’t based off of one person’s point of view, it’s a mix of all three of them and possibly more, but this book is still in the works.

The first chapter will be release next Monday, but I wanted to go into details on what is going on. So, here it is, the intro to Unforgotten:

Jade’s POV

My Love,
It has been too long since you have left. The kids and I are worried sick. I lied to them and told them you were on a business trip, but I can’t keep lying to them. Please Tanner, come back to us. Your family needs you. I want to hear your voice.
The twins will be 16 in two weeks. Please, show up. We all miss you. They want their daddy back and I want my husband back. If not, this will be my last letter to you. I can’t believe you would do this to this family. After everything we have been through.
I have no one left but you and our kids. My mom has forgotten who I am. Have you too? Forgotten everything? Please, call me or the kids. Its been months, Athena thinks you are having an affair with someone. Logan thinks you left this family.
Please, Tanner. If not for me, for the kids.
I love you.
-Jade
I folded up the letter and placed it into the envelope. I grabbed my wine glass and took a sip. It had been almost six months since Tanner left to check on his sister. Last time I heard from him was four months ago, but he told me it wasn’t safe for me to call.
I don’t understand why. Why won’t he just come back?

I wiped the last of my tears. Thank god the kids were already in bed and haven’t seen my tears. I wrote the address on the envelope and left it on my desk. I’ll put it in the mailbox in the morning. I finished off the glass of wine and left it on my nightstand.

I crawled into bed, holding onto his pillow, hoping that one day, he would come back. Not just for me, but this family. I worried that he’ll never return, just like his parents did for him. I wish James was still here. I could really use my best friend, but he’s dead.
I checked my phone and saw it light up. I sat right up when I saw Tanner’s name popped up.

My heart beated faster as I answered it. “Tanner??” I quickly said, I started to cry again. It was silent. I could hear him breathing. “Baby, Tanner. Is that you?” I asked again for an answer, but nothing. “Please, say something!”
“Jade. I can’t come home, ever.” He said, my heart broke into pieces.
“What do you mean you can’t come home?? Tanner, please come home!” I cried more. I could hear Tanner crying in the background as well.
“I’m sorry, but I’m sick.” He said.
“H-How sick?” I asked.
“I’m Marie sick…” He said as I started to cry even more. I knew what Marie was. We haven’t heard from her in a while, so he went to go find her. He can’t be. Marie wouldn’t let him be like that? Would she?
“Don’t hang up, tell me what happened.” I snapped at him. He sighed and cried more.
“I have to go. Just tell the kids I died, but I promise you, I will find a cure for this.” He hung up and I cried into my pillow. Why did this have to happen to us? To this family?
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Logan’s POV
I walked away from my mother’s room. I was shocked at what I had overheard. I knew something was going on with dad, but I didn’t know he was sick. I wished my mother didn’t put the call on speaker. Something was up with this family and mom is just going to keep secrets.
I slowly walked back to my room. I paused and stopped at the door next to my room, my sisters door. I thought about waking her and telling her, but I figured I would keep this just to myself. I closed my bedroom door, making sure that I didn’t make a sound.
I got into bed, just thinking about where my dad would be? I had to find him, not just for my mom, but for Athena, my sister. She was daddy’s little girl and it would hurt her more to find out that mom was lying to us, than he was dead.
I figured I would tell her after we both turned 16. One way or another, I will find out where our dad is. Whether it kills me or not, but I will find him.

Next chapter will be out next Monday! If you can’t wait til then, you can always find the book on Wattpad, just search ‘katieasehl’. Not only will you find this book, but other’s that I have also written.

Chapter 1 – To Be Announced 

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A Fairies Kindness – Short Story

Hey Dearies! So, I am trying something new and going to have my sister write a short story based off of one of her drawings. I will post her YouTube Channel and Deviart account pages at the end of the story!

~A Fairy’s Kindness~
By: Kitty Sayjo

Long ago, in a simple town, there lived a lonely tailor named Tucker. He ran one of the finest tailor shops in the kingdom and many have been fascinated by the clothes he would make.

However, his business was on the verge of collapsing. For the past few months, more talent tailors began setting up shop in Tucker’s hometown, stealing his customers away. No matter how hard he tried, Tucker couldn’t find a way to stand out and was at risk of losing his business.

One night, Tucker was in his workshop working on sewing some new clothes when he heard something tapping the window. He got up and heads towards the window. As he opens the window, a small voice greeted him. Tucker scans the area, but he couldn’t see who it was.

“Down here, mister.” the voice said. Tucker looks down to see a small fairy starring back at him. Shocked, he fell backwards as the fairy flies inside.

“It’s okay. You don’t need to be afraid.” the fairy says.

“T-This can’t be real. I must be seeing things.” Tucker says to himself as he slowly gets up.

“I can assure you that I’m real, Tucker.” the fairy replies as she flies over to his work desk.

“How do you know my name?” Tucker asked.

“I’ve been watching you for the past few days and I notice that your tailoring business isn’t doing so well, so I came to help.” the fairy replies.

“How are you going to help me?” Tucker asked.

“I’ll show you.” the fairy replies as she flies over to some of the clothes that Tucker had made. With the wave of her hand, the clothes became more brighter and elegant. Tucker couldn’t believe his eyes as he examined the clothes.

“This is amazing. Thank you, fairy.” he says.

“Please, call me Adeline.” the fairy replies.

“But why are you helping me?” Tucker asked.

“It’s a fairy duty to help those in need.” Adeline replies as she flies towards the window.

“Wait, where are you going?” Tucker asked as he follows her to the window.

“I have to go, but I promise that I’ll be back tomorrow night.” Adeline replies as she flies out of the window and into the night sky.

The next morning, Tucker displays the new clothes that Adeline fixed up. Suddenly, many of his old customers began to return to his store. By the end of the day, Tucker had made more money than he has ever made it the past few months.

That night, Tucker anxiously waited for Adeline to return. He began working on sewing more clothes when he heard the tapping coming from the window again. He immediately heads towards the window to let Adeline in.

Adeline flies in holding a sack that was bigger than her. Seeing how she was was struggling to carry it, Tucker takes the sack and places it on his work desk.

“Thank you, Tucker. I had a hard time bringing that here.” Adeline says as she lands on the work desk.

“It’s the least I can do for you.” Tucker replies as he sits down in his chair.

Adeline walks over to the sack and loosens the rope to release the contents that were inside. Curious, Tucker looks inside to find a variety of berries.

“What are these for?” Tucker asked as he picks up one of the berries.

“There for helping you dye the clothes that you make.” Adeline replies, cheerfully.

“I never thought of using berries as dye.” Tucker says.

“Really, it’s a common technique from all the tailors that I’ve seen in the past few years. Hasn’t anyone shown you this?” Adeline asked. Tucker hangs his head in shame.

“No, I was self taught when I started this business. I used to be the only tailor in this town and I only knew the basic,” Tucker replies. Feeling sorry for him, Adeline flew over to tucker and lifted his head.

“Don’t worry, I can show you those technique.” she says.

“Really?” Tucker asked.

“Of course, but I can only come at night until the end of the month.” Adeline replies.

“Why only a month?” Tucker asked.

“I can’t stay in the human world for a long period of time.” Adeline replies as she flies over to the work desk.

“But can you show me is such a short period of time.” Tucker asked.

“We better get started then.” Adeline replies as she carries a few of the berries.

As the days pass, Adeline began showing Tucker all the ways he can make his clothes look better. Unfortunately, the month was coming to an end and Tucker wasn’t ready to see Adeline go.

On the last night, Adeline came through the window as usual to find Tucker sitting by his work desk with a sad expression on his face.

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

After saying that, Tucker immediately snaps out of his gloomy state of mind. “Oh, Adeline. I didn’t hear you coming in.” he says as he stands up.

“You do know that this is the last day, right?” Adeline asked as she lands on the work desk.

“Of course I know. I actually made you made you something.” Tucker replies as he walks over to the closet.

“What is it?” Adeline asked.

“It’s a surprise.” Tucker replies as he walks out of the closet with his hands behind his back. He walks up to Adeline and pulls out his right hand to reveal a small dress.

“You made this for me?” Adeline asked as she take the dress from him.

“I wanted to thank you for everything that you’ve done for me.” Tucker replies.

“I love it. Thank you, Tucker.” Adeline says.

“Why don’t you try it on? I would love to see you wear it.” Tucker says.

“Sure thing.” Adeline replies as she flies behind some of clothes that were hanging. Minutes later, Adeline came out wearing the dress Tucker made for her.

“How do I look?” she asked as she twirls around in the air.

“Lovely.” Tucker replies as he walks closer to her. Without warning, Tucker pulls out a jar and catches Adeline inside it.

“Tucker, what are you doing?” Adeline asked, thinking that this was a joke. Tucker just stayed silent as he tightly screws on the cap. “Okay, you can let me out now.” Adeline went on as she starts to panic.

“Why would I want to do that?” Tucker asked.

“Because I’m your friend!” Adeline replies.

“Of course you are. That’s why I’m keeping you in this jar, so you can’t leave.” Tucker says.

“Why?” Adeline asked.

“Do you know how long it’s been since I had a friend like you. I’ve been working on this business for most of my life and I never was able to make a friend. Now that I have you, I won’t be so lonely anymore.” Tucker replies.

“You can’t do this, Tucker. Now let me out of here!” Adeline says in an angry tone of voice. Tucker ignores her as he places the jar in a safe location.

“Good night, Adeline,” he says as he leaves the room.

“I mean it, Tucker. Let me out of here!” Adeline yells out as she bands on the glass jar.

For the past few days, Tucker was running his business in the morning and talking to Adeline at night. As the night passes. Adeline started to get weaker and weaker.

One day, after closing up the shop for the day, Tucker heads to his workshop to get Adeline, But as he grabs the jar, he notice that Adeline wasn’t looking so well.

“Adeline, are you okay?” he asked. Adeline tries to stand up, but immediately falls to her knees.

“This…is why… I couldn’t…stay in…. the human world.” Adeline replies.

“Please don’t die. There has to be something I can do!” Tucker begs. Adeline slowly points up at the top of the jar before lying back down. Looking down at Adeline’s condition, Tucker knew what he had to do as he slowly twists the jar cap.

THE END

Kitty’s DeviantArt: 

https://www.deviantart.com/animekitty44

 

 

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New Schedule For Katie’s Blog!

Hello dearies! As we are reaching to the end of the year, I just wanted to give you guys some heads up on the new schedule for my blog. I know that you guys want content, which I am working on for the upcoming year!

For the past week, I have been working on a way on how I can make myself become more active on my blog. Figuring out what I love to do and what I really didn’t care or have enough excitement to do. Meaning, I don’t want to write or blog about stuff that I don’t have enough of an excitement to do.

So, let’s begin!

-Art & Crafts and/or Crafty Sassy

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So, this topic, is not going anywhere. I love to try and make new things and this challenges me, which I love to do! Crocheting, of course, will be my top project and I will keep posting on Tuesdays, like I have done normally on Tuesdays. HOWEVER, I have stuff planned out in advanced, so that I don’t run out of ideas on what to do next.

That being said, here is what is going to be ‘new’ for Crafty Sassy:

  • Temperature Blanket
    • This is something I have found and I am very excited to try it out. Basically, you are crocheting a granny square a day of what the temperature was that day.
    • I plan on giving you guys updates once a month, so that you can see my progress.
  • Project of the Month
    • This is something I want to try out. Every month, I will make a project of the month, which the design is going to represent each month.
    • These’s will be done for the first week of each month with a different project for each month.
  • Bookmark of the Month and/or Coaster of the Month
    • I’m still debating on whether to do this or not, but for bookmarks, there are a lot of ideas I would love to try, same goes with coasters.
    • Either way, these’s projects would be done for the last week of the month.

The rest of the weeks, I will ask you guys on my Facebook Page on which I should do and go live showing you OR have a pre-made video on ‘how-to’ make that particular design. This also gives you guys a chance to let me know what project or design I should do next.

-Gaming

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This was another topic that I barely posted about, but I am going to try my best to make a change to post more. First off, I would like to start going live or stream live, but I still have to look into it and make sure I know what I am doing before I jump on it.

For the time being, gaming stuff might be tips or updates on my Sims Series or reviews in general. Like I said, this one might take a little longer to get started, but I plan on post/streaming Sunday’s. Make sure you like my Facebook Page, that would be the best place for me to give you guys updates on this.

-Mom Talk

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This one has been off and on, but I will try my best to add more. It is very difficult because when I first started, I had so much to talk about, but now, I find that it might be harder for me to post about ‘Mom Talk’ stuff.

Is it something that is ending? No! I will try to post one of these at least once a month, but don’t quote me on it. When I first started out doing it, it was a way to let me release my fears or answer someone’s questions about parenting, but in my sense of style.

-My Books

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If you haven’t noticed, I have been working on some changes to my blogging website. If you are looking for my books, they are in that tab, but let’s talk about what’s going on with that.

Now, I am currently in the middle of a book, which is on Wattpad. I’m trying to get as much as I can done before starting the new year, and no, I’m not rushing it. I have a lot of ideas for it and just never had the time until now.

If you are wondering why I’m not posting very much, that is why. I’m making sure that this next book will last, at least, a half of the year to a year. What I mean by that, I need to have enough chapters to post on Mondays and Fridays, but because I am trying to become a better creative writer, my book chapters will be posted on Mondays only.

The reason why I posted them on Mondays and Fridays was that I saw a lot of people checking them out more on those days, so I made it more for my readers, but once I realized I didn’t have enough work for my audience (you guys), I had to come up with a better plan.

So, for the New Year, chapters of my next book will be published on Mondays. Sorry for the long ramble, but writers tend to do it.

-My Writing

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This was where I labeled my books ‘My Writing’, but that is changing. Which I will be going back to EVERY chapter for each book and getting rid of the ‘My Writing’ title because I have something bigger and better planned for it.

Here is what is starting to go in this category:

  • 365 Days of Writing
    • I saw it on Pinerest that some of them where doing writing prompts for every day for 365 days of the year, which I am very excited to start the beginning of this upcoming year!
    • Basically, I will be posting something everyday, for my writing prompt, but what it is about is a surprise for you guys!
  • Friday’s Short Stories
    • Every Fridays, I will be picking a theme or genre and writing a short story on that particular theme or genre.
    • If you know me, I love writing about romance and love, but I am very excited to try this out, as well! I will also be posting what theme or genre I will be doing on my Facebook Page, so if you guys want to try it out with me as well!

-Reviews

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This is something new that I want to try out. The reviews can be on anything, from books, T.V. Shows, movies, products, etc. I have a plan that I want to try and split it up, so that the reviews aren’t about just books, or just movies.

I don’t have a plan on what day I planned on doing them on, but I think Thursdays, once a month, I will do a review, if not, every other week. Like I said, this is something new and I will also make a video to go with it as well, than just a normal written review.

-Wrestling (WWE)

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So, for me, it was very stressful to do a re-cap of Raw and Smackdown, that’s why I stopped and the fact that I don’t watch them until the weekend. It didn’t make sense to keep doing it unless I was posting the same day that Raw and Smackdown aired.

Superstar of the Week and Hall of Famer of the month was also very stressful, but let’s talk about why. When I thought about doing it, I thought it was a great idea, I loved the fact that I picked a male and female superstar and talked about them, but I felt that I was rushing each one.

Instead of taking the time to write about them, I felt that I didn’t take the time to really write about them. I’m sorry if that doesn’t make any sense, but as a writer, I like to make sure that everything I post is something that is worth reading and I really rushed those ones.

Here is how I’m going to learn from my mistakes:

  • Superstars of the Month
    • These are going to be written a month in advance, but twice a month, I will post a male superstar of the month the first week of the month.
    • And a female superstar of the month the last week of the month.
    • January, we will start out with the Raw brand and then switch off every month. I will still post on Wednesdays for this topic.
  • Pay-Per-Views
    • So, instead of recapping Raw and Smackdown, I will be doing it for the PPV’s. Which are usually on Sundays and I usually watch these live.
    • I figured this would be a little easier for me to do, than trying to recap Raw and Smackdown.

-Podcasts/YouTube Channel

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Yes, podcasts are still a iffy. I am not sure that I will bring them back or not. It is something that I would still love to do, but I have realized that it might be better with another person with me.

So, for podcasts, they are currently not in the plan for the New Year, but if you want me to keep doing them or thing they were worth me putting the time in, then I will possibly think about it.

My YouTube Channel will become more active in the New Year. I am going to make sure that any craft projects, reviews, and my Sims Series are uploaded more. I have a plan to make sure to work on my Sims Series more and make sure that I upload a new episode every month, if not, twice a month.

For the craft projects, basically a how-to’s and updates to any of my finished projects, especially the temperature blanket. Like I said, I have a lot to plan in the upcoming new year.

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There it is! The plan for the upcoming new year. I will try my best to post more stuff, but thank you for all being so patient! If I do post anything, it might be for my store or new craft projects. I do want to have some new patterns for you guys!

 

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Not Again: List of Chapters

Not Again is a short story that I wrote back in my Junior year of high school. It isn’t the best, but I just haven’t have the time to go back and edit at it because it really does. Anyway, here is the list of chapters, just so you don’t have to scroll through all of them.

Intro and Chapter 1:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/12/my-writing-not-again-intro-chapter-1-short-story/

Chapter 2:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/15/my-writing-not-again-chapter-2-short-story/

Chapter 3:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/19/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-3/

Chapter 4:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/22/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-4/

Chapter 5:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/26/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-5/

Chapter 6:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/29/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-6/

You can always check out Wattpad for the full book, but I have heard that posting a list of chapters, especially to long books, helped out a lot of you and I find that it was easier to find a chapter you are looking for.

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Not Again – Short Story (Chapter 6)

Not Again Book Cover

*Warning, Mature Content. Read at your own risk.*

If you haven’t read Chapter 5, here is the link!
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/26/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-5/

 

~Chapter 6~

~Sami’s POV~

I can’t believe I killed her. I can’t believe that I actually did that. I walked back and forth in my room, trying to think of what I had done. Flashbacks of stabbing Alexis’s mother came back into my head. I then started to cry even more. I just killed my other mother.
Alexis’s mother, Beth, was like another mother to me. I couldn’t believe that she was actually gone and is gone because of me. My mother never really cared about me, I was just a money-making machine for her. I used to be in beauty pageants all the time and whatever money that I won, went right to her. That’s why I always went over to Alexis’s, so I could know what it was to be a normal loving family, but I took that away from Alexis.
She deserved it anyway for making out with my boyfriend. I trusted her and I wouldn’t ever do that to her, but why did she do it to me? I then sat down on my bed and opened my computer. I signed into Facebook, and checked my messages. I had a message from David, my ex-boyfriend. What did he want now? I have bigger problems to deal with. He was also the one who sent me that picture of Alexis’s making out with my boyfriend.
He ended up sending another picture to me, It was the same picture, but looked more normal, like it was edited. I then looked at the picture very closely, and saw that the girl in the picture didn’t have a ring on her left hand. Alexis always wore a butterfly ring on her left hand. She never took it off and I remembering her still wearing it before I went into the party.
Alexis didn’t do it! Plus, Alexis was wearing an orange dress and this girl is wearing a white dress. I felt like shit now. I just killed my best friend’s mother for no reason. Oh my god! What the hell do I do now? I can’t go and apologize to her now. That won’t bring her mother back. I’m so stupid! I should’ve believed her from the beginning! I might as well just turn myself in. I deserve it for taking away Beth.
I then went downstairs and saw the police talking to my mother. I then went up to the police and my mother turned around and looked at me. She looked mad. More than just mad, angry.
“What have you done Samantha! You just ruined your whole future! Everything that I have ever planned for you…It’s all gone down the drain!” She yelled. I knew this was coming. She had always planned my future. I was going to be a model. I, personally, don’t want to be a model. I wanted to be a dancer, but my mother had already planned what I was going to do.
“Mom, listen, I didn-” She cut me off. “No, I don’t want to hear it from you.” She then looked back to the police. “Take that brat away!”
The officers handcuffed me and I went into the back seat of the cop car. As soon as they shut my door, I saw Alexis, May, and Nick. All of them staring at me with an evil look. I can’t believe I did this. Why didn’t I just listened to her in the first place? Oh, I remember now, I was too busy yelling at her because I accused her of cheating on my boyfriend. God, I’m so stupid.

That’s the end of this short story. Next Monday, I will be posting another story, but I will let you all vote on my Facebook Page. 

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Not Again – Short Story (Chapter 5)

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*Warning Mature Content. Read at your own risk!*

If you haven’t read Chapter 4, here is the link!
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/22/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-4/

~Chapter 5~

As soon as I got off the phone with the police, I then called May and Nick. I know May won’t take this very well because she was always a mama girl. Anywhere my mother went, May would follow her.
“May?” I said as I heard her pick up of the other line. I tried to hold my tears back, but I just couldn’t.
“Yeah, are you alright?” she said as I then wiped my tears away. “What’s wrong, honey?” After she called honey, I started to ball my eyes more. My mother would call me honey all the time. “Alexis? What is going on?”
“Just get here. Come home now, please, I need you. Mom needs you.” I cried even more. Just mentioning her name, was getting me even more upset.
“I’m turning on our street now, but why is there a bunch of cops outside our house?!?!” She said as I heard the door opened. I then hung up the phone and looked up to find an officer and paramedics in front of me. I looked back down at my mother and cried.
Then May and Nick rushed into the house as soon as I saw May,she was in tears. May got down on the floor and she took and hugged my mother’s lifeless body in her arms. She then looked up at me and then hugged me.
“Who did this to her?” May spoke after a few minutes of hugged me. I then looked down at the bloody floor and the piece of paper that I threw on the floor. I went over and picked it up and gave it to Nick. He opened it up and read it, then gave it to May.
“I can’t believe she did this. That spoiled brat and of course our mother didn’t fight back! She was weak and sadden by the lost of her husband. She is going to pay for what she did!” May was angry and I was afraid that she might do something that she might regret.
“Let the police take care of it. She’ll get what’s coming to her.” Nick said, helping her up from the floor as the paramedics took my mother away. “Why don’t you go upstairs and take a bath? I’ll be right up there.” May nodded and then went up stairs to go wash herself off.
May is a strong person. Even though our parents are dead, she has been strong. Even when she went through break-ups and the death of her first baby. I never thought May would ever get over that, but she did. She wouldn’t do anything for weeks, until she then moved on from it. I was about to go upstairs, but Nick wanted me to tell the police everything that had happen.
“Do you know where Samantha is living?” One of the officers asked me. I nodded and then told them where she lived. I hope that she get’s what’s coming to her.

This book is also on Wattpad, if you would like to check it out on there, just search my username katieasehl.

Chapter 6 – Sami’s P.O.V:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/29/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-6/

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Not Again – Short Story (Chapter 4)

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*Warning: Mature Content. Read at your own risk, especially if you hate reading about blood or murder.*

If you haven’t read Chapter 3, here is the link!
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/19/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-3/

~Chapter 4: The Second Worst Day Of My Life~

“Mom! May! Nick! Im home.” I shouted and walked into the house. All the lights were off. Maybe they went shopping. I then looked on the fridge and saw the note that May left for me.
Alexis,
Nick and I went out to have dinner. Mom knows where we are and I should be home around 8.
May & Nick

I then turned on the light to find a trail of blood on the kitchen floor. I slowly followed it until I reached a puddle of blood with my mom. Dead. Tears started to come down like a waterfall. I ran to her and cradled her in my arms, hoping that this was all just a dream. I pinched myself, but I wasnt dream. My fathers dead. Now my mother is. Who else will be taken from my life now?
I sat there, holding my mothers lifeless body, and wanted someone to take me too. Take me away from all of this. I want to be with my mother and father. I wanted all the bad karma to go away. I looked down at my mothers body, a knife was still in her heart. She was wearing a sweater with a pocket that was on her left breast. There was something white sticking out of that pocket. I reached out and pulled it from the pocket.
It was a folded piece of paper that was addressed to my name. I unfolded the piece of paper that was written in my best friends handwriting. Well, ex-best friend, but a best friend. As it read:
You made me do this. If you had not made out with my boyfriend,
she would still be breathing, now shes not nor will she ever. You
dont deserve to be happy. I do. Ive been through everything. And
yet, you couldnt help but be slut. I hope you die with your stupid mother.
And yet, she didnt put up much of a fight. Shes weak, just like you.
Stay away from me and my boyfriend.
Sami
I ended up crying even more. My mothers killer was Sami, my former best friend. She hasnt been through shit. She has gotten everything that she has ever wanted in life. Boys, clothes, cars, cellphone, laptops, and even flat screen TVs. She is nothing but a spoiled brat. I first lost my father, now my mother.
I end up crumpling up that paper and tossing it onto the floor. I then grabbed my cellphone and dialed 911.
911, what is your emergency? the 911 operator spoke as I wiped my tears and cleared my throat.
“Theres been a murder at my house. My mother is dead.” I spoke.
“Are you okay? Is anyone else hurt? We are sending help your way.”
“No, Im not hurt. Just hurry.”

If you can’t wait to finish this book, feel free to check it out on Wattpad, just look up katieasehl, not only will you find this work, but others that I have either finished, or I’m currently working on. 

Chapter 5:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/26/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-5/

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Not Again – Short Story (Chapter 3)

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If you haven’t read Chapter 2, here is the link!
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/15/my-writing-not-again-chapter-2-short-story/

*Warning, Mature Content. Read at your own risk!*

~Chapter 3: It Wasn’t Me~

I woke up the next morning with someone pounding on my door. Ugh, what did May want now? I looked over at the clock, 10:15 a.m., I might as well get up anyway. I got up and answered the door. It was Sami at my door and she looked pissed. She slapped me across the face really hard. What the hell was that for?
“You are such a slut!” Sami said as I rubbed my cheek. Boy, did she slap me hard. “You knew how much I loved Ty and then you go ahead and make-out with him in front of me! He was my boyfriend and you had to have him, didn’t you?” I looked up at her, confused, as I was. I left the party to go get food with Chris and then he dropped me back home.
“I left the party, Sami. I bumped into Chris and we went to go get Chinese food. And after that, he dropped me off home.” I said as Sami pulled up her phone. “I didn’t even go inside.” She then she showed me a picture of a girl, who was wearing the same dress that I was, that night, making-out with Ty.
“You ‘left’ the party alright.” Sami said as she was getting sarcastic. “You are going to pay for this.” She said and then slapped me one more time and left.
I left the party when Chris did. I know that wasn’t me. I would never do that to anyone, especially to Sami, but to be honest, she kinda did deserve it. I mean, I was her only real friend who cared about her. Now she was on her own, I guess.
I then got dressed and walked downstairs to find my mother sitting in her chair reading a book. She looked up from her book and smiled at me. I returned the smile.
“Hey, mom?” I said as she placed her book down and had her attention at me. “Is it okay, if I go to the library to study with Chris?” I asked.
“Of course you can. Just be home before dinner and please make sure you get home safe and sound.” She replied as I grabbed my backpack and my car keys.
“Don’t worry, I will. I’ll be back for dinner.” I said opening the door. My mother then went back to her book and continue to read. I’m glad that she is doing better today. I then left my house, excited to meet Chris at the library. I’m so glad things are changing, hopefully for the better.

If you can’t wait til the next chapter comes out, feel free to check it out on Wattpad, just search my username, katieasehl, not only will you find this book and others that are either finished or I’m currently working on.

Chapter 4:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/22/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-4/

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Not Again – Chapter 2 (Short Story)

Not Again Book Cover

If you haven’t read the intro or Chapter 1, here is the link!
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/12/my-writing-not-again-intro-chapter-1-short-story/

*Warning: Mature Content. Read at your own risk!*

~Chapter 2: Best Night Of My Life~

Tonight was Hannah’s party and I was already nervous because I’m going to tell Chris how I feel tonight. Sami was already on board with the idea, but then again, when she goes to any party, she always wants to dance and have a good time.
I was waiting outside for Sami to come and pick me up when she pulled up into the driveway. I got in and she drove us to the party while listening to Rihanna, on the way there. My stomach was already turning. Ugh, why was I so nervous? I felt like I was going to throw up, but it was too late to back out now, we had just got to Hannah’s house.
“Do I have to go?” I asked as we stepped out of the car. “I’m feeling sick, please take me home.” Clearly, Sami was ignoring me because she was making sure that her hair make-up was okay. Then she looked up at me.
“You’re fine and you aren’t leaving until I want to go. And that will give you enough time to talk to Chris.” She said. I just wanted to leave. I can talk to Chris later. As soon as Sami walked inside and into the party, I started to turn around and walk home when I bumped into something.
“Oh, I’m sorry Alexis. I didn’t see you there.” As I heard a familiar voice, it was Chris. I looked up to see his hand reaching down to help me up. The butterflies were fluttering like crazy inside my stomach.
“Chris, I was actually just leaving.” I spoke as he helped me stand on my feet. We both stared at each other’s eyes. Like there was a real connection.
“It’s a shame that you aren’t staying, but then again, the only reason I did come, is because of you.” Chris smiled as I could feel my cheeks blushing. Did he just say what I think he just said?
“R-really?” As I said and looked at him in surprise.
“Yes, really.” He smiled once more. “Do you want to go get some Chinese food? My treat.” Chris knew that I loved to eat Chinese food all the time, if I could. I smiled and nodded my head. Hoping that tonight would be the best night of my life.

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Chapter 3:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/19/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-3/

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Not Again – Intro & Chapter 1 (Short Story)

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Hey dearies! Here is my next book! I just wanted to give you guys a heads up that this is a short story that I wrote back in high school for one of my assignments. I’m surprised that my English teacher didn’t think I was nuts, but since it has sort of a ‘murder’ theme, I figured this is the perfect time to show it! 

It is a short story and I haven’t had any time to edit at it, so I am sorry if they’re are errors. This is just to hold you guys off until I can get Unclear 2, at least, half-way done. This is a short story, so the chapters will be very short. 

*Warning: Mature Content is advised! Read at your own risk!

~Intro~

It had been a year, since I lost my father. My mother was very upset when he died. He was her true love, her missing puzzle piece, and not to forget, her best friend. Ever since he died, my mother has changed. She started to work from home, not going out anywhere unless I begged her to go grocery shopping. She stopped talking to her friends, and just became a loner.
My older sister, May, and her husband, Nick, moved in because she knew that our mother needed to be safe and with her daughters by her side. Little did we know that she was going to be left from this world into another, until it did happen.

~Chapter 1: Before The Party~

~2 weeks before~
“Honestly, I really don’t want to go to Hannah’s party this weekend.” I told as Sami rolled her eyes. “I’m really not for parties anymore.”
“You need to stop hiding in the dark and have some fun in life! Just because today is the anniversary of his death, doesn’t mean you need to avoid big opportunities in life.” She said as she sat down at my desk, then taking out her phone and playing Angry Birds.
Sami love Angry Birds, she told me that’s how she calms down, when she sees people who she just wants to knock out. Plus she is very good, considering that she is failing Geometry for the 2nd year in a row.
“I know, but it all happened so fast…The cancer that we didn’t know about…” I spoke softly, hold the picture of me and my dad, when I was little. I can still remember that day by heart.
“Let’s not talk about this anymore.” Sami said as I could see she looked very annoyed with me. Goddamn, if I could smack her, I would. “How about we pick out an outfit that Chris will die for!”
Chris was my best friend as well. I’ve known him longer than Sami, but I shared my little secret that really liked him, more than friends. Since I told Sami that, she has been making fun of me for being scared to tell him that I love him. Nevermind that, I can’t even ask him out on a date, let alone tell him that I have major feeling for the guy.
“No, I really don’t want to go, Sami. And besides, he’ll never like me.” I said as I hid my face in my pillow. As if he would understand how I feel.
“You are not going to sit here and be a sour puss. You are coming to that party, whether you like it or not! I will drag you out by your hair if I have to!” Sami said as she was searching through my closet and then stop to pull out a orange summer dress. “You are going to wear this and you are going to look fabulous!”

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Chapter 2 – Best Night Of My Life:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/15/my-writing-not-again-chapter-2-short-story/

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My Secret Love (Chapter 20)

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*Warning: Mature Content! Read at your own risk!*

If you haven’t read Chapter 19, here is the link!
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/05/my-writing-my-secret-love-chapter-19/

 

~Chapter 20~

I parked on the side of the road, crying. I didn’t know that my life would turn on me like this. My father and brother were dead. I killed my ex-fiance. And I ruined a amazing relationship with Michael.
I was a terrible person. I was too emotional and blamed everything on him. I looked up from the wheel, in my mirror and saw another vehicle parked behind mine. Then I realized that Michael was coming out of the car.
I wiped the tears from my eyes as I rolled down the window.
“Can I get in?” He asked. I nodded and he went around to the car and got in.
“What?” I said.
“Please, just let me talk.” Michael spoke as I shut my mouth for once.
“Listen, I know you are going threw a lot, with your father and brother dying and you killing your fiance, its a lot. I know, but I still love you.” He paused for a second. “If you need to take it out on me, go for it. I can take it, but I can’t take not being with you. You need me and I need you. I have always been there for you. Please lets get another fresh start. We can leave this place and never look back. What do you think, Elizabeth?”
Fresh start didn’t sound that bad. After all, I was a murder. I killed my ex. Leaving this place wouldn’t be too bad.
I looked over at him and took off his sun glasses. I leaned over and kissed him. It felt so good. I felt the same spark I did the very first time he kissed me.
Michael pulled away and gently graced my cheek. “I take that as a yes?”
“Yes.” I then pulled him into a kiss.
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~3 weeks later~
Michael and I moved into a little 2 bedroom cottage that was right next to this beautiful lake. Our cottage was basically in the middle of no where.
With everything that we have been through, I was very scared, but Michael has his buddies always on watch, just in case something were happen to me or the baby.
Yes, that’s right, I’m pregnant! I took a test today and it came out positive. I folded up a oneise that I ordered online, waiting for this moment to give to him. I walked into our little kitchen and placed the oneise on the table and the pregnancy test next to it.
I looked out the window and saw Michael, no shirt, cutting firewood. I opened up the screen door and walked over to him.
“Why don’t you come in for something to drink? I’ll get you a beer.” I smiled as he dropped the ax and placed his arm around my neck.
“A little break won’t hurt.” He said as we walked up to the cottage.
I opened the screen door and walked towards the fridge and grabbing a beer for him.
“What is this?” Michael said as I turned around and placed the beer on the table.
“Surprise? I took the test today.” I said.
“We are going have a baby?” he smiled as I nodded. He wrapped his arms around me. He got down on his knees and held my stomach. “No matter what, I will always protect you, my little son, or daughter.”
He came back up to his knees and gazed in my eyes. “I love you so much, Elizabeth.”
“I love you too, Mikey.” I smiled.
“Marry me.” He asked. He got back down on one knee and held out a beautiful ring. “I was going to do this tonight, but I think now would be a better time. Elizabeth, I love you so much. There is nothing I wouldn’t do to protect you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you and our beautiful child to be. Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”
I started to cry and nodded my head. “Yes! I will marry you!” He placed the ring on my finger and kissed me.
After everything that had happen, I couldn’t of been more happier in my life. I am now engaged to a wonderful man and pregnant with our first child.
I just wished my brother was here to see me now. I know he is looking down on me, smiling from up above.
-The End-
Or is it?

Yes, this is the end of the book and I don’t have a sequel in mind. Although, I am working on a sequel for Unclear, but for now, I think everyone is wondering what is the next book I’m going to put out, well, that is a surprise!

I will also be doing a post with all the chapters on it, just so if you are new or can’t find a chapter, they will all be in one place! If any of the chapter links aren’t working, let me know and I’ll fix them as soon as possible!

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My Secret Love (Chapter 19)

*Warning: Mature Content. Read at your own risk!*

If you haven’t read Chapter 18, here is the link!

https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/01/my-writing-my-secret-love-chapter-18/

~Chapter 19~

“What the hell is your problem?” I woke up to someone screaming in the next room. I looked over, to see if Dylan was next to me, but he was gone. I rubbed my eyes and got out of the bed.

“My problem is that you can’t just fuck her for the fun of it!” Once I heard that voice, I knew who it was. I ran out of the bedroom to find Michael and Dylan yelling at each other.

“We didn’t fuck! You need to relax and let her be her own person. I would never do that to her. I cared about her-” I stopped Dylan in the middle of his sentence.

“What’s going on?” I asked, Michael walked over and hugged me.

“I have been looking everywhere for you!” I pulled away from his embrace. “We are leaving.” He grabbed my arm, trying to pull me to the door, but I pulled away.

“No.”

“No?” Michael spoke.

“No, I’m not going. You need to leave me alone. I can’t forgive you for what you did.” Michael threw his hands in his hair and walked back and forth.

“It wasn’t my fucking fault! Whatever, blame it on me because I wanted to save your life so that we could be happy together. I’ve tried, I’m done.” Michael then slammed the door.

“I’m so sorry about that. I didn’t think that he would go all through this trouble to find me.” I said. I grabbed my stuff and walked out the door.

Dylan followed. I could hear his footsteps following me.
“Please don’t go.” He paused when I turned around. “Is there anything I can do to help you?”

I nodded and he lead me into the garage. “You can take my Jeep and go where ever you want.” He handed me the keys and I got in and just drove. I never wanted to look back.

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Chapter 20:
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My Secret Love (Chapter 18)

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*Warning: Mature Content. Read at your own risk!*

If you haven’t read Chapter 17, here is the link!
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/09/28/my-writing-my-secret-love-chapter-17/

~Chapter 18~

I haven’t talked to Michael in over a week. I have been inside the house, crying over the death of my brother and drinking to heal the pain of losing him.
I walked into the kitchen and poured myself a shot. I downed it and poured another one. I saw Michael was still sleeping on the beach, he had gotten himself a tent and has been camping out on the beach until I welcomed him back in. Which I haven’t.
I missed him. I felt so stupid for blaming him for something that wasn’t completely his fault. I downed the second shot and looked at the time. It was only 3 in the afternoon. I figure I should get out of this house. I downed another shot and went to go get dressed.
I grabbed the car keys and walked out the front door. I wasn’t able to go to far because Michael was just about to knock on the door.
“Hey, how are you?” He asked as he looked down in my hands and saw the bottle of tequila and car keys I had in my hand. “Where are you going?”
I was silent and slowly walked passed him. I didn’t know what to say, but cry at this point.
“You shouldn’t be driving with that.” He said as I then turned to him and tossed the keys to him.
“Fine, I will walk.” I said before turning around and muttering ‘asshole’. I took another sip and walked down the boardwalk. It wasn’t that busy for a Friday, but it looked like it was going to rain. I still kept walking, taking sips of the bottle of tequila while people stopped and stared. I could care less. My life was coming to be pointless.
I found an empty bench that was facing the ocean, I just sat and watched the sun set. Someone came up and sat next to me. “Elizabeth?”
I turned and saw Dylan, the guy I met at the nightclub. I turned and faced the ocean again. “Are you okay? You look like you have been crying. Is everything okay?”
I took another sip and muttered ‘No’. I started to cry some more. “What can I do to help you? I’m not gonna leave you here to be drunk.”
“Can you bring back my dead brother?” I asked, looking at him.
“I can’t.”
“Then there is nothing you can do for me.”
“Where is your boyfriend? Do you want me to go find him for you?” I laughed.
“I never had one to begin with.” I said, still laughing that he thought that Michael was my boyfriend.
“Okay, well, what do you want to do?” He asked as I got up to stretch. “Get drunk with me.” I downed the rest of the bottle and handed it to him. I started to walk down to the nightclub, where we first met. Dylan followed and threw the bottle in the trash and grabbed my hand. I held onto his hand, not caring if Michael saw.
“I want some shots!” I yelled at Dylan, while we were standing at the bar. Dylan nodded and ordered some for us. Once they were in front of me, I looked at Dylan and grinned. “I’m gonna warn you that I’m already pretty drunk and that I might take your shots.” He then downed his and mine once I finished speaking.
“Hey! Now you need to order more!” I said, Dylan laughed and I smiled. I haven’t smiled in such a long time that it felt good to smile.
“Bartender, I need two more for her.” Dylan said as the bartender poured another two shots. I downed them both and looked up at Dylan. “Do you want to go back to my house? I’ve got a hot tub.”
“Yeah! I don’t have a bathing suit though.” I said Dylan paid the bartender and we started to walk out.
“That’s okay, I can buy you one or you can go in your bra and panties.” He smirked. I grabbed his hand as we walked down the boardwalk to his house. His place was huge, like a mansion, almost. “Dude, I didn’t know you were rich!” Dylan laughed as he opened the gate and held open for me. “Who do you think owns the boardwalk?”
“Shut up! No way!” I said as we walked up the path and entered into his home. We walked upstairs to his room and on the balcony was a hot tub. He started to take off his shirt and looked at me. “Well what are you waiting for?” He then got into the hot tub. I slowly took my tank top off and then my shorts. I was wearing a red bra and panties set. “Damn, you look hot.” Dylan said as I took off my flip flops and got into the hot tub.
“This is so relaxing. Thank you.” I said as Dylan smiled.
“No problem, do you want something to drink and some music?” He asked, I shook my head yes as Dylan got out. “I’ll be right back.”
I closed my eyes and just took a minute to relax. It was a long time since I have felt relax, or calm. Dylan came back in and had turned on a Pandora station and handed me a glass of red wine.
I took a sip as he got back into the hot tub. “You look a lot more stressed free.” He said as he sat down beside me. “With what I had gone through in the past week or so, I needed this.”
He wrapped his arm around be and took a sip of his wine. I did as well. He then smiled. “So now that you aren’t with that dude, am I okay to finish what I started?” He asked, I took a moment to think about it. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea? I’m drunk and I don’t think Michael would like the fact that I would be doing something with another guy. I was still upset with him.
I looked at Dylan and placed a kiss on his lips. I pulled back and looked up at the sky, a tear fell from my cheek. “If you don’t mind me asking, but what happened?” I was silent for a minute. I closed my eyes and all I could picture was that bloody scene, my brother, death in my arms.
“My brother was shot in the head by my ex.” I said as I looked at him. “I thought I was in love with my ex, but once we were engaged, everything changed about him.”
“He would beat and rape me. Some nights, I didn’t even want to go home. I didn’t feel safe anymore.”
Dylan stayed silent after I took another breath.
“One night, I had enough, he beat me almost to death and that’s when Michael took my brother and I here. I thought we would be safe, but he found me. My father was helping him look for me and he ended up killing him. Tim and I got away, but I blamed Michael for everything. Tim and I, stupidly, left Michael and stayed at a hotel. My ex found us, shot my brother and I killed him.”
I started to cry some more, Dylan then hugged me. “I’m so sorry, Elizabeth.” I looked up at him and he wiped my tears away. “Let’s get you into some dry clothes and get you some sleep, okay?” I nodded as Dylan helped me out of the hot tub. He gave me a shirt and sweatpants, that smelled like his scent. I laid down in his bed, placing the covers over me. “If you need anything, I’ll be downstairs.” As Dylan started to walk out of the room.
“Wait.” I said as Dylan stopped. “Can you lay with me?” I asked as Dylan nodded and got underneath the covers as well. He wrapped his arms around me and I fell off to sleep. The only thing that I was think about was Michael.

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Chapter 19: https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/05/my-writing-my-secret-love-chapter-19/

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My Secret Love (Chapter 17)

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*Warning* Mature Content! Read at your own risk!

If you haven’t read Chapter 16, here is the link!
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/09/24/my-writing-my-secret-love-chapter-16/

 

~Chapter 17~

“How are you feeling?” Michael said as I woke up. My head was pounding. I looked around the room and saw Michael laying down next to me in the bed. “l wanted to let you know that I laid your brother to rest. He’s buried in the back.”
It took me a minute to remember what had happen. Tears started to fall down my cheek as I started to sit up.
“Did I kill Justin?” I asked. Praying that this was some horrible dream. Michael looked at me and nodded.
I quickly got up, not believing that all this was real. I ran outside to the back of the house where Michael said my brother was buried. There I saw a wooden cross that was planted on the ground. I slowly walked towards the cross and dropped to my knees.
Tears fell from my cheeks as I saw what I had hoped was only a dream, but yet, my worst nightmare had happen instead.
All I could think that I was alone. I had no one left.
The only family I had left in my eyes was Tim. My father and mother did care about me, only if I was what they wanted me to be.
“I’m so sorry, Elizabeth.” Michael said as I looked up and saw Michael, from the corner of my eye, on his knees staring at me. ” I know this is a very hard time that you are going through, but you need to let me help you through this.”
My heart wanted to listen to him and let him help me, but my brain thought otherwise. He was the reason for all this mess, I thought to myself.
“You started this, all of this. Its your fault my brother is dead. I should’ve never allowed you to come back into my life.” I said.
“So you are going to blame me for everything that I had no control over?”
“Yes.” I stood up and so did Michael.
“I came back for you, so I could be with you. I didn’t know that Justin would beat you almost to death and kill your father and brother. You can’t blame someone else’s actions on someone else.” He paused as I looked away. My tears were starting to dry up on my face. “I didn’t know that he would find you-”
“That’s the thing. He did find me! You said that my brother and I were both safe and that he would never find us, but he did!” I screamed at him.
“Elizabeth, I’m sorry. I love-”
“Don’t even finish that sentence! You only love yourself!.” I started to walk back to the house when he grabbed my arm.
“Will you let me finish?” He asked, I pulled my arm from his grasp.
“No! Fuck off and leave me alone!” I ran into the house and locked the door. I fell down to the floor with my back up against the door.
I could hear Michael climbing up the stairs and trying to open the door. “Please Elizabeth, let me in. Let’s talk about this.”
I stayed silent, until I heard his footsteps walk away from the door. I held my head in my hands as I started to dry even more.
I didn’t know what to do or how to feel about everything. My mind was everywhere. I knew it wasn’t Michael’s fault, but I wanted someone to blame. I cried even more knowing that I just pushed away my best friend and the love of my life.

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Chapter 18:
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My Secret Love (Chapter 16)

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*Warning: Mature Content! Read at your own risk!*

If you haven’t read Chapter 15, here is the link!
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/09/21/my-writing-my-secret-love-chapter-15/

 

~Chapter 16~

We finally made it to a hotel after driving for what seemed like daysyes. Michael kept blowing up my phone. I didn’t answer him. I was still upset with him. Tim has been talking to Michael, trying to get me to talk to him.
I grabbed some clothes and a towel and headed for the bathroom.
“I’m gonna take a shower now. You want to go down to the bar for drinks?” I asked. Tim nodded and I headed into the bathroom.
Once I got in, I locked the door and stripped from all of my clothes. I turned on the shower and waited until I feel the water getting warm.
The water felt great on my face. It was very relaxing. I didn’t think of anything that had happened in the past day. It felt like I was washing all my problems and stress from my body, until I heard a knock on the bathroom door.
“You almost done?” Tim asked as I turned off the water and grabbed a towel.
“Yeah, let me get dressed and I’ll be right out.” I started to dry myself, but something didn’t feel right.
“Please hurry.” Tim spoke again. I started to worry. I quickly got dressed. I then slowly unlocked the door and opened it. I froze when I saw him.
“Don’t you look sexy with your hair dyed, don’t you?” Justin said, holding a gun to my brothers head. “Man, was it hard to find you.”
“Let go of my brother.” I said. Justin smirked.
“Oh Elizabeth, do you really think I was going to let go of your brother so easily?” He then shot my brother in the head. I screamed as I caught my brother falling to the floor. My hands started to fill with his blood. “You said to let go of your brother, but didn’t say how.”
“You didn’t need to kill him. He was the only family I had left.” I cried, looking down at my brother, hugging him in my arms tightly.
“That’s true. He was your only living family left, but now, you only have me.” I looked up at him in anger. He pointed the gun on me. “Now get the fuck up. We are going to our new home.”
“I’m not going anywhere. Kill me for all I care. I have no will to live anymore.” I looked up at him and moved the gun to my head. “Pull the trigger.”
Justin looked at me and stayed silent.
“Pull the fucking trigger, asshole!” I screamed. Still holding the gun to my head. I slowly grabbed the pocket knife that was in my back pocket and slipped it in my sleeve.
“I won’t kill you. I love you too much.” Justin said, putting the gun down and taking his other hand to touch my face. “I missed you so much, Elizabeth.” He pulled me into a hug. I wrapped my arms around his neck. I pulled the pocket knife out and sliced his throat.
“Its a shame I never loved you.” I said as he fell to his knees, both of his hands were holding his throat as blood kept gushing from his throat. I backed away and dropped the knife.
I grabbed my cell phone and dialed.
“Elizabeth, I’m so glad called you. I am so sorry for-” I stopped him in the middle of his sentence.
“Mikey, I need you. Please track my phone and help me.” I said.
“What’s going on? I’m on my way.” He said. I went quiet and started to cry. “What’s wrong? Where’s Tim?”
“He-he’s dead.” I then hung up, dropped the phone and held my dead brother in my arms and waited for Michael to come and get me. I didn’t know what to do.
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“What the hell happened in here?” Michael said as he walked in the room. “Is he?”
“Dead.” I nodded. ” I-I killed him. I killed him.”
Michael leaned down and started to hug me as I cried harder. “I know, but don’t worry. We will get this all cleaned up.” He said as he pulled out his phone and dialed.
“Danny, I need you to get up here. I also need some clean clothes for Elizabeth and some bodies bags.” He spoke. “You’ll see when you get up here.” He hung up.
I then looked up at Michael and then looked down at Tim’s lifeless body. “We should’ve never left. None of this would’ve happened.”
“It’s not your fault. I didn’t think he was going to find either of you.”
“I should’ve left by myself and Tim would still be alive.” Tim should’ve never got in the car with me.
“Tim would’ve never left you to go off my yourself.” Michael then stood up as he was trying to get me to stand up. “Come on, let’s get you cleaned up and we will take care of your brother.”
Michael held my hands as I stood up and looked into his eyes. I then laid my head on his chest as he held me close. I started to cry some more.
“Holy shit, this is a blood bath.” Danny said as he walked into the hotel room. “Mikey, we got to get this shit cleaned up soon. I paid the owner to stay quiet, but one of the other guest called the cops.”
“Okay, Elizabeth, grab your stuff and put on this black sweatshirt. Get down to the car and we will take care of the rest.” Michael then placed a kiss on my forehead. I then grabbed my bag and headed downstairs to the lobby.
As I was walking through the lobby, all I could think of was Tim. My eyes started to water. People were staring at my as I walked towards the black hummer. Before I opened the door, I started to feel dizzy. Everything was starting to spin and I felt myself falling towards the ground.
The only thing I heard before falling to the ground was someone screaming my name before everything went black.

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Chapter 17:
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My Secret Love (Chapter 15)

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*Warning: Mature Content. Read at your own risk!*

If you haven’t read Chapter 14, here is the link!
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/09/17/my-writing-my-secret-love-chapter-14/

~Chapter 15~

I looked at myself in the mirror. Took a deep breathe and smiled. Looking outside, it was a beautiful evening for a date on the boardwalk. I was nervous, its been years since I’ve been on a date with Michael.
Michael was sitting on the swing in dark blue jeans with a plaid button up shirt. He smiled when he saw me. “You look beautiful.” He said.
I smiled as he stood up and planted a kiss on my forehead. “Ready for tonight?”
I nodded as he grabbed my hand and we started to walk down to the board walk.
“So, what do you have in mind for tonight?” I asked.
“That’s for me to know and you to find out.” He smirked. “But it will be a night to remember.”
I started to get butterflies in my stomach, just like I did the first time we met.
As we walked down the boardwalk, we headed over to the amusement park. I started to smile. He remembered.
Our first date was at the town fair and he had snuck me out, since my parents hated him and did not like the fact that he was a ‘bad boy’, has my father put it.
Michael tugged my hand, “So where do you want to start? Your choice.”
I smiled as I pointed over to, what was called, the Thunderbolt. One of my favorite rides to go on.
We started to walk over to the ride, when I noticed him. I froze were I stood. He wasn’t alone. My father was standing right next to him.
“We can’t go over there.” I said as Michael looked to confused.
“What are you talking about?” He asked, as my father spotted me from the distance. I turned around and ran as fast as I could, pulling Michael with me. “What the hell is going on?”
I ignored him and kept running, until I ran into the nightclub, that was  far enough to explain. Once we got in, I hurried over to wear the bathrooms were.
“Are you going to tell me what the fuck is going on right now?”
“He’s here.”
Michael’s face froze. “Who’s here?”
“My dad and my ex. They were standing by the ride with a SWAT team. I have to let my brother know.” I pulled out my phone and dialed my brother’s number.
The phone kept ringing and ringing. He wasn’t picking up. I was getting worried. “How did they find me?” I asked as Michael was on his phone calling out to someone.
I tired to call my brother again, still no answer.
“We have to go back to the house.” I said as I started walk away. Michael grabbed my hand.
“We can’t. We need to stay here, my boys are on their way to get your brother and bring them to a safe location.”
“Michael, how did they find me?” I asked again.
“I’m not sure, I did everything to prevent them from finding you or your brother. My friend, Caleb, said that they checked the video footage of us all boarding the plane, but he can’t confirm for sure.”
Michaels phone went off and he quickly answered the text message. “Did they find my brother? Is he okay?” Michael had a sad look on his face, which worried me. “Michael, my brother is fine, right??” I asked again.
“I’m honestly not sure, but we do need to get out of here, now.” He grabbed my hand as we went out the back door.
Their was a black Hummer waiting for us. We jumped into the car and sped away.
“Jay, what the fuck is going on?” Michael asked the guy in the driver seat.
“Shit just went down and let’s just say I grabbed you guys shit and fucking left.” He explained, driving as fast as he could.
“Where’s my brother? Is he okay?” I asked.
“We got him just in time before they started to blowing shit up, but when we spilt, they caught the sight of Ren’s car and started to follow him. I tired to get your brother to get in my car, but I don’t think he heard me.”
“Where are they now?” Michael asked as he jumped in the other front seat and grabbed the GPS. “Shit, they are on his tail.” Michael turned to me. “Call your brother right now.”
I dialed my brother’s number. It kept ringing, until I heard his voice. “Tim, are you okay? Please tell me if you are okay?”
“Sweetie, I’m fine, but your wondering ex is on our ass.”
“Did you see dad?”
“Yeah, but about him, he’s never going to hurt us anymore.”
“What do you mean, Tim?” I felt like I was gonna throw up.
“He’s dead.” I went silent and froze.
“Elizabeth, hey, what did he say?” I dropped my phone on my lap and Michael quickly grabbed it.
“Hey Tim, its Mikey. What’s going on?”
I just couldn’t believe it. My father was actually dead? I hated him, but I never wished for him to be dead. I still stood, frozen.
All I could think of is that I went through all this trouble and my father ends up being killed. My mind kept racing.
Michael got off the phone and turned to look at me.
“Elizabeth? You okay?” He asked. I still went silent. “We are going to meet up with your brother in a little bit. They lost your ex in the backways.”
I looked out the window and stared through the glass.

We finally stopped driving when we got to a place that looked like a safe house. Michael looked back to me, but I ignored him. I was just overwhelmed with everything. I didn’t know how to feel.
I got out the car and fell to my knees. Tears fell from my face. I couldn’t stop crying. All I could picture was my father, taking Tim and I to the park, playing on the playground as he would watch from one of the park benches. Back to when we were younger and there was nothing wrong with my life. Back before I met Michael.
“Elizabeth, I’m here for you.” Michael said as he wrapped his arms around me. I didn’t feel that warmth that I felt before, nor how much I loved him. All I could feel was rage.
I stood up, pushing him off of me.
“Don’t fucking touch me!” I screamed. “You caused all this! This is your fault! I wish I never met you!” I slapped Michael across his face. My tears were starting to dry on my face because of the wind.
“It wasn’t my fault!” He said, but I didn’t believe him. “Can you please just calm down so we can figure out what’s going on.” I then saw another car pull up and Tim run out to me.
“No, I tired of listening to you! All you have done is ruin my life!” I looked over and Tim. “C’mon, I’m leaving.”
I started to walk over to one of the other vehicle that Tim was just in and got into the drivers seat. Tim got on the other side, but Michael stopped before I could close the door.
“You aren’t going anywhere. I know you are angry with me, but you and your brother going out on your own is a bad idea.” He paused. “I don’t want to risk you getting hurt when I could’ve protected you.”
I then sat down in the drivers seat and looked up at him. “Just like you protected me from getting beaten. You weren’t their for me, only after when I was left for dead. You never stopped him from beating me or raping me. I’m better off by myself rather being protected by you.”
I could see the hurt in Michael’s eyes. I knew he hated himself for happened to me. I knew it was gonna hurt him, but it was the only way he was going to let go of the door and let me leave.
I slammed the door shut, started the car and drove off.
“Where are we going exactly?” Tim asked after a few moments of silence.
“I don’t know. Anywhere, but here.” I said as we drove down the long road ahead of us.

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My Secret Love (Chapter 14)

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~Chapter 14~

I walked back and forth in my room. Thinking about everything. Why was I saying that it was a mistake? It felt like a mistake in my mind, but in my heart, it was perfect.
I haven’t talked to Michael in a few days. He hasn’t said a word to me, yet.
I threw my hands in my hair. I was so confused. I didn’t know what to do. Maybe I should just give him a chance and see how it goes. Or just move on and see if someone else would better for me.
The one thing that I couldn’t stop thinking about, was the sex. Just thinking about him putting his hands over me and toughing me. Him kissing my lips so passionately. I was getting wet just thinking about it.
I laid on my bed and my phone went off.
Mikey: U in ur room? 
I smiled down at my phone when I read his text.
Me: Yeah, just thinking.
I sat up and looked out my window. The sun was just about to set, with bright warm colors surrounding the sky. Tomorrow would be a perfect day to go to the beach, but a drink sounded great.
Mikey: About wat? Us, I hope.
I rolled my eyes, what else could I be thinking about?
The sex, duh.
Well, that too.
Me: Yeah, and other things.
I grabbed my phone and walked downstairs to see Michael on the counter, with a grin on his face. He looked up, still grinning.
“What were the other things?” He asked as I went into the fridge and grabbed some liquor. “Well, well, going hard tonight?”
He grabbed two shot glasses and placed them on the island. I opened the vodka and poured it in both shots.
“You know,” I said, placing the bottle back down and grabbing a shot. “Maybe you should join me.” I smirked and took the shot. The liquor burned going down my throat. Michael then took his shot and placed it back on the island.
“Maybe, I will.” As I poured us both another shot.
6 shots in and 4 beers in, I was feeling it. We were laughing, watching Trailer Park Boys. Michael rolled up a joint and lit it.
“W-What is that?” I asked. He inhaled and shot gunned the smoke into my mouth. I sucked in all I could before coughing my ass off. Michael started laughing.
“You ruined the moment, dummy.” He paused. “I was gonna kiss you after.” I got into his lap and threw my arms around his neck.
“I’m sorry, I haven’t smoked weed in like forever.” I took another sip of my drink.
“Wow. I’ll change that.” I giggled. He gazed in my eyes, god, was he beautiful. He turned and faced the t.v. I thought he was going to kiss me, but never made the effort.
“Why?”
“Why what?” He said.
“Why didn’t you kiss me?” I asked, leaning in closer. He turned and looked at me. “I won’t kiss you until you made up your mind.”
“What if I don’t have my mind made up and I want to just do things.” I said, finishing my drink and placing the empty bottle on the coffee table.

“What? Like a friends with benefits?” I nodded as we both stood up. “Are you sure about this? I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I-I’m sure.” I said, grabbing his hand and walking up the stairs into my bedroom.
Once we were in, I closed the door behind us and pushed him down onto the bed.
“Woah, Elizabeth.” He said as I got on top of him and started kissing him. His arms started running up and down my body. He rolled me onto my back and held my hands above my head. He stopped kissing. “I can’t do this, I know you are gonna get hurt.”
I sat up and looked at him weird. “No, no, no. I-I want this. I-I-I want to have sex with you, again.”
Michael got off the bed and walked over to the door. “We can talk about this when we aren’t drunk.” He left the room.
“Seriously??” I said to myself. My drunk ass didn’t want him to leave. I was determined to do what I wanted to do before. I wanted him. I wanted to feel him, make love to him.
I ran over into my closet and grabbed my sexy red bra and panties outfit. I threw a robe on and headed to Michael’s room.
He was sleeping in his bed. I slowly closed the door behind me and got into his bed. Michael moved around until he looked up and saw me, taking off my robe and throwing over the side of the bed.
I got on top of him and looked at him. “Please, one more time.” I placed my hand against his cheek. “Please, Mikey. Make love to me.”
Michael sat up and gazed in my eyes. He placed his hand on the back of my neck. “One more time, that’s it.” I nodded as he brought me in for a kiss.
The kiss went deeper as I was sitting in his lap. He started to take off my bra, sliding the straps down my arm. I pulled on his hair as he started kissing on my neck, nibbling on it. I moaned.  He grinned at me.
He laid me down, pulling down his boxers and taking off my panties. He grabbed one of my boobs and lean down lick on my nipple. I moaned even more.
I looked up at him and as he was stroking his member. “You ready?” He asked. I nodded as he inserted inside me. It fell amazing. He was standing up, thrusting as hard as he could. I moaned louder, sitting up and making love even faster.
I felt like we were fucking for hours. Changing positions, kissing every inch of each other bodies. We went more than once and kept going til the sunrise. Michael and I cuddled until, I fell asleep in his arms. I felt safe, happy, and alive.
I woke up the next morning to the sounds of my brother and Michael, talking. I kept my eyes closed as I listened in.
“You guys need to get sound proof walls. I may be gay, but ew.” My brother said. I heard Michael chuckle.
“I didn’t think she would get that loud, but I just hope that I didn’t make her regret it.” Michael said.
“She’s loved you for a really long time. You have no idea what you mean to her. I think she’s afraid you’ll leave her, again.”
“I won’t do that to her again, I promise.” He said, which made  me smile. “I better get back in there because she thinks I left her again.”
“Okay. I just want to say that I’m so happy for you two. I really am.” My brother said, as I heard him walking down the stairs. I closed my eyes tight as I felt, Michael’s warm hands around my waist.
He started to plant kissed down my neck. I couldn’t help but smiled as a turned to lay on my back. Michael stared in my eyes and smiled.
“I thought you were still sleeping?” He asked, gently pushing my hair behind my ear. “You are so beautiful.”
I smiled and held his hand against my cheek. “I was, but someone left my side.”
“Sorry, I had to get something to drink after last night.” I giggled. “But, um, what about us?”
I knew this was going to come up today, but I didn’t think that it would be as soon as we were awake.
“Well,” I said, siting up, wrapping the blanket around my body, walking over to the window, looking outside. The sun was shining bright and the waves were slowly crashing onto the beach. “I want to give us a chance, but I need more time.”
I turned and looked at him. He looked crushed, but he got up and walked over to me. “How about we go on a date today? Just us, all day. Like I told you, I’m gonna make you fall in love with me all over.”
“Fine, but what do you have in mind?” I asked. He smiled, pulling me in close. “That’s for me to know and you to find out.” I smiled, as he kissed me.
I was wondering what he had in mind, I haven’t been on a real date, since Justin. Maybe this time, it will be different.

 

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My Secret Love (Chapter 13)

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~Chapter 13~

I woke up the next morning, alone. I sat up, hugging the sheets to my body. My head was killing me. What the hell happened last night?  I realized that my clothes were everywhere.
I got up, wrapping the sheet around me, as I got up and tried to gather my clothes. I walked over to the window and looked outside. The sun was shining bright today. As I looked down, I saw Michael, working on a car outside, shirtless.
He looked up and saw me in the window, smiling. He then looked like he was coming inside. I quickly got dressed. It was completely wrong. I thought to myself. I then grabbed my phone and walked down the stairs, walking in front of Michael.
“Morning beautiful.” Michael said as he tried to kiss me, but I pushed him away. He looked confused. I walked over to my brother, who looked at both of us, knowing that he heard everything from last night.
“Awkward.” Tim said as he walked up the stairs. I headed for the front door, but Michael grabbed my arm.
“What the hell is wrong with you? We make love and you act like it never happened?”
“Because it was a mistake, Mikey. I should’ve never slept with you last night.” I pulled from his grip and walked out the front door with him following right behind me.
“What doesn’t make sense? Please tell me, Elizabeth.” He paused as I sat down on the swing, that was on the deck.
“We should’ve never done anything at all. I can’t keep doing this, having my hopes up and then you leaving me like you did before. I can’t have my heart go through this anymore.” I started to cry a little. “I just can’t, Mikey.”
He sat down on the swing and hugged me. I got up, I wasn’t going to let him comfort me. As much as I wanted him to, I just couldn’t.
“I didn’t leave because of you, if that’s what you were thinking.” He paused. “I left because I had to, not because I wanted to.”
“Then why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because of your father. He was going to have me killed.” My heart dropped. My father wanted to kill him? I knew my father hated him, but having him killed was just wrong. “The night we made love for the very first time and your father caught us. He was planning on having me killed. My boys got me out alive, but I felt like a fucking asshole for leaving you there. I tried to go back and explain, but when I saw you with Justin, and how happy you were, I just couldn’t.”

He placed his head in his hands. I got down on both of my knees and pulled his head up slowly.
“Why didn’t you?” I asked. Our eyes met. He placed his hand on my check.
“I didn’t want to break your heart more than I did before.” He then kissed my forehead. “I’m not gonna push you anymore to love me. I already feel like a dick for bring that girl over last night. We didn’t do anything, if you wanted to know.”
I felt a little relieved. He stood up, helping me up. I wanted to kiss him, but I needed time. I needed time to think about everything. “I need to think about it before I jump into anything.”
“If space is what you need, I’ll give you all the time and space you need. I just want to do this one more time, if it is my last.” He said, pushing my hair to the side and slowly coming closer, kissing me.
The spark that we had since we were younger, never changed. The only thing that did was time. I didn’t push him away or stop him. It felt right. He kept kissing me, until he pulled away before we did anything else that we might regret.
I froze, watching him walk down the porch to the car that he was working on. I touched my lips and smiled, I couldn’t help but smile. The one thing that wouldn’t leave my mind, was that kiss.

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My Secret Love (Chapter 12)

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*Warning: Very Mature Content! Read at your own risk!*

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~Chapter 12~

I circled on an ad for a bank clerk job. I wanted to try something new. I took a sip of coffee and looked at the clock. It was only 10 in the morning. I was still in my pj’s with my hair in a messy bun.
As I was scanning the news paper, Michael walked in, with no shirt and sweat pants. He walked over to the coffee maker and pour himself a cup of coffee.
“What you doing?” He asked as he turned around and leaned over the island. “Looking for a job, huh?” He asked as I circled one that said bartender.
“Yeah, why?” I took another sip of my coffee. Michael then lifted my chin up so that I was facing him.
“You look sexy as hell.” He grinned at me. I rolled my eyes at him and looked back down to the newspaper. He looked down at one of the ads I had circled. “Don’t work at a nightclub. I don’t want other guys hitting on you.”
I finished my coffee and got up and poured myself another cup. “I’m single. I’ll do whatever I want with who ever I want.” I walked back over and took the newspaper and looked back over to Michael. “By the way, that thing I said last night, I didn’t mean it.”
He smiled and looked to me. “That’s fine, but there’s one thing that I gonna do.” He walked over me.
“That is?” I asked.
“I’m gonna make you fall in love with me all over again.” He then kissed my forehead and sat down at the island.
I walked up the stairs and walked into my room. Sat down at my desk and kept looking in the ads, but I ended up falling asleep on my desk. I didn’t sleep very well last night.
In fact, I haven’t slept very well the past couple of days, but the more sleep I could get, the better. Just to keep my mind off of everything, especially Justin. My fear was that he was going to find us and that would be it, I wouldn’t be able to have my own life.
I woke up an hour later, got dressed and then grabbed the newspaper, I was just about to leave, when I bumped into Michael. He glared up and down me, a grin appeared on his face. I wasn’t even wearing anything that was sexy, but then I realized that my cleavage was showing.
“Really?” I said, rolling my eyes at him and then walked away.
“Where you going, especially looking like that?” He stopped me before I started to go down the stairs. “You’re not going out to go get other guys are you? I’ll kick their ass, just like I did the other night.”
I pulled away from his grip and walked away, ignoring him. I didn’t want to deal with this crap today. I was really getting tired of this jealously, but it was kinda cute that he got so jealous. He didn’t get jealous when I was dating Justin.
Then again, Justin was more jealous of Michael, due to how close we were. Justin was even more jealous with how close I was with my brother.
I walked down the stairs and walked out the front door. As I got outside, my brother was on the porch, tanning on one of the lawn chairs. He smiled at me as I returned the smile.
“If I knew you were going to be tanning, I wouldn’t be job hunting.” I said, putting on my sunglasses, since it was really bright and hot today.
“Well, I went to ask you, but you were asleep.” He laughed, I looked on my phone and realized that it was Saturday. “Hunny, you have been job searching for days, you need to relax.”
I had just started job searching since yesterday, but knowing my brother, he likes to overthink things. “I’ve been doing it since yesterday, but since it’s Saturday,  you wanna go watch topless guys play volleyball on the beach?”
“I thought you would never ask! I’ll go get the towels and everything else!” Tim jumped up so fast that I’ve never even seen him get up so fast.
I then realized that I forgot to put on my bathing suit and I really didn’t want to go back into the house. I took a deep breath and went back inside to my room.
I looked over all the bathing suits I had, but I couldn’t find my favorite red and pink bikini. I also tore my room apart until I jumped from hearing the door shut.
“Let me guess, you’re looking for this?” As I turned around, Michael was leaning on the back of my door, holding in his hand,  the bathing suit that I was looking for.
“Seriously? I don’t have time for this shit. Stop, Michael.” I said, I was tired with the mind games and I really didn’t want to deal with him right now. I grabbed the bathing suit from his hands. “Now go, and let me change.”
He wouldn’t move. I wasn’t going to wait for him to leave and by the time he does move, it would be too late to go tanning. “Nah, I think I’m gonna sit right here.”
“Fine then.” I then took off my t-shirt, he stared at me, he didn’t think I would do something like this, but I did. I then turned around, facing the wall, when I took off my bra. I felt his warm arms, hug around my waist.
He nibbled on my ear and whispered, “You are making this very hard for me.” He started placing kisses down my neck. He pulled me in closer and I could feel him getting harder. “I know you want me and I want you.”

Then my brother knocked on the door, thank god. “You getting your bathing suit on?” Tim asked.
“Yeah, I’ll be down in a minute.” I said as Michael let go of me.
“Okay, I’m gonna grab us some Bud Light Strawberitas and I’ll be waiting for you outside!” Michael turned and faced me.
“Okay.” He looked at me, as I was still covering my breasts. I then put on my bikini top and slowly pulled my shorts and panties down. “I’ve got to go.” I quickly put on my bottoms and grabbed a summer dress to go over my bathing suit.

“Wait.” He stopped me as I got to the door. “I know that you probably want nothing to do with me, but I was wondering if we could hang out tonight.”
I was just about to answer him, but then he spoke again. “I know that I fucked some things up with us ever having a future together, but I’ll understand if you don’t want to. You don’t have to give me a straight answer, I’ll be in my room.” I opened the door and walked out.
“I can’t believe it started to rain!” Tim said as we ran for cover for the house. “What time is it?” I checked my phone as I took a sip of my Strawberita, it was only 8pm.
“It’s only 8, why?” I said as we walked into our house.
“Netflix marathon of Bones.” He said as he took another drink and headed upstairs. I was soaking wet, but I then thought to what Michael said earlier.
Maybe I should go see him? What’s so wrong about hanging out? I then went into my bedroom and changed into some dryer clothes. I then slowly approached Michael’s door. I knocked and heard his voice.
Michael came to the door and saw me. “Hey.” He was only wearing boxers. He then closed the door behind him. “What’s up?” He sounded drunk, but I heard something that I really didn’t expect. “Michael, can you get me another drink?” I heard a female’s voice say.
“Well, you told me if I wanted to hang out with you to come to your room, but you look busy, I’ll come back later.” I said as walked down the stairs and grabbed a couple more of the Strawberita’s. I don’t know why, but it hurt.
Hearing another girl in his room or just even picturing him with another girl, I just couldn’t picture it. I didn’t want to feel this way. I kept thinking about it and it just wouldn’t go away. I sat at the island, and was about to down my drink when I saw him.
“I’m really sorry I forgot.” Michael said as he tried to hug me, but I didn’t want anything to do with him. “What’s wrong?”
“What’s wrong? Are you really going to ask me that?” I yelled.
“Yes, because you said you didn’t care, so I found someone who cared.” He said, as opened my third one and started to down it. “Stop that, Elizabeth.” He pulled the drink away from me. I got up and took back my drink.
“You don’t get to tell me w-w-what I can and can’t do.” I said. I my drink back up to my room and slammed the door. I downed the rest of my drink and I was starting to really feel drunk now.
Michael opened the door and closed it shut. I threw the can at him as he tried to hug me, but I kept fighting. He the pinned me down to the bed.
He was too strong for me to escape. I had my eyes closed as I was pinned down. “Look at me. Look at me!” Michael yelled. “Fuck, You need to make up your fucking mind! Do you love me or not?”
When he asked me that, I opened my eyes and stared into his. I didn’t say anything. “If you don’t love me, I’ll get off, but if you do, you need to tell me. Otherwise, I’ll go back in my room and fuck that girl again.”
“Get off, please.” I said, he looked heart broken, but pissed.
“Fine.” He got off of me, but I stood straight up and grabbed his arm. He pulled away and closed the door shut.
I sat on the bed crying as I said. “Why do I have to love him so much?” I kept crying as the door opened. Michael closed the door and I stood up. “What do you want now, g-go back to your-“, he press his lips to mine and I pulled him in closer.
“I don’t want her. I want you.” He said as he kept kissing me. His hands started moving up and down. “Do you want this, as badly as I have?”
“Stop talking and just do it.” I said as he pressed harder on my lips, taking off my tank top and pj shorts. I only had my bra and underwear on. He carefully brought me down on my bed. Kissing me slowly down my neck and nibbling my ear.
I moved my hands over his boxers as I felt him getting hard. I moaned when his hand touched my spot. He moved his fingers around and it drove me crazy. He pulled down my panties and his boxers as he then rubbed his dick in my entrance, he kept doing that and it was driving me nuts.
“Fuck me, already!” I yelled. Michael grinned. I could see that he was enjoying doing what he was doing.

“You’re so wet, baby.” He then finally put him into me. He didn’t start thrusting until he asked me if this was okay, I nodded my head yes, once I gave him the okay, he thrusted into me as hard as he could.
I moaned with pleasure. He kept hitting my spot, as I moaned louder, the bed board hitting the wall so hard from him thrusting that I thought that he was gonna break the door.
He looked down at me and stopped thrusting, when he noticed I was struggling to take my bra off. “I got it.” he said, ripping it open and throwing it to the side.
“You owe me a new bra.” I said as he grinned.
“Don’t you worry about that.” He said as he thrusted harder, “Come, baby. Come for me.” He went faster. I moaned louder. As we both finished. He laid on top of me while we both took a minute to catch our breath.
Michael then rolled over next to me and lifted the blanket over us. I moved over and laid on his chest. “God, I missed that.” Michael said as I giggled.
“Me too.” I said as we looked out my window that faced the ocean. Michael started to play with my hair and planted a kiss on my forehead.
“I love you. I always have and always will.” Michael said. He was about to get out of bed, but I stopped him.
“Stay with me, please?” I asked as Michael laid back down. I fell asleep in his arms, listening to the sound of his heartbeat. And I whispered back to him.
“I love you, Mikey.”

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My Secret Love (Chapter 11)

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*Warning: Mature Content! Read at your own risk!*

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~Chapter 11~

After lunch, Tim and I walked over to the ticket booth a bought a few tickets to go on a couple rides. We walked over to the Tilt-a-Whirl and waited in line.
“I haven’t been on this ride in years!” Tim said, as I thought back to when we were younger. Our parents never allowed us to go on amusement rides. Michael would sneak us out and hung out at the town fair all night.
“It’s been a while.” The ride finally stopped so we could go on. Tim and I both spotted number 3 as the fast spinner. Once we were in, it felt like yesterday that we were going on the Tilt-a-Whirl for the first time.
We both laughed as we were spinning faster and faster, until the ride came to a complete stop. Once we got off the ride, we were still laughing, but when I looked down the boardwalk, I saw Michael, walking towards us.
My god did he look hot. Wearing long jean pants and a black tank top that really showed more of his figure. I turned to Tim, as he turned and saw Michael.
“You need a drink?” I asked. Tim nodded and we walked off to the bar. I started to walk faster.
“Question. Why are we avoiding Michael?” Tim asked and I placed a devilish look on my face.
“That’s for me to know and you to find out.” I turned my head to the side. “Karma’s a bitch.”
The bar was pretty packed for a Tuesday night. Tim and I head right over to the bar.
“4 shots over here.” Tim asked and pointed to where we were. The bartender quickly came over and poured us our shots. “Hunny, slow down.”
Tim said as I had just pounded all four shots down. He looked puzzled, but didn’t say anything.
“What are you trying to do?” He asked. I called over the bartender to make a Sex on the Beach, then looked back to Tim.
“I’m going to prove a point.” The bartender handed me my drink and I took a sip. Tim still looked confused.
“What do you mean?” Then Tim thought about it and his eyes got really big. “Oh, no. No, please don’t do what I think you are going to do. You are just gonna piss him off even more than he already is.”
I walked to the middle of the dance floor, I started dancing solo, until I felt a guy start to grind on me. “You are fine as hell.” The mystery guy whispered in my ear. “You with anybody? I’m really not in the mood to get my ass beat.”
“Only me and my brother, who is over by the bar.” I turned around and looked at the guy. He was cute with his blond messy hair and amazing green eyes. I whispered in his ears. “By the way, I didn’t catch a name.”
He whispered back, “Dylan.” He then pulled me close as I turned around, grinding all over him. I caught Michael staring.
“Elizabeth.” I answered. I turned and faced Dylan. “Do you want to go outside?”
Dylan smiled and nodded. I grabbed his hand as we exited the club, but before I left, Michael was following us. “Is he your ex?” Dylan asked as we kept walking down the board walk.
“We never really dated. Just best friends, but I’m getting back at him.” I probably shouldn’t of said that, but Dylan seemed into it.
“What did you have in mind?” I saw the house coming closer.
“You’ll see.” I said, I turned back to see where Michael was at, but he far enough so that he can’t stop it in time. We walked up the stairs, that lead to the deck. I turned and faked a smile. “Kiss me. Now.”
Dylan pressed his lips against mine. Then his tough slowly slipped in. I started getting turned on a little, but the moment was ruined when Michael pulled me away from him.
“What the hell, Michael!” I yelled. He was pissed. He looked at me and I  could tell that it hurt him. He then turned to Dylan and started throwing a punches. I ran back over to them and tired pulling Michael off Dylan. “Cut it out, Michael!” I screamed, and he threw one last punch and then looked at me, frowning.

“Get inside.” He commanded, but I didn’t move. Instead, I got down and checked on Dylan. His face with horrible. “Get the fuck inside! We need to talk. NOW!” He yelled.
“No! Fuck off!” I said, but he threw me over his shoulders. He turned to Dylan and gave him an evil stare. “I’m so sorry that this happened to you.” I told Dylan, but I could see that he understood.
Michael still had me over his shoulders as he went into my room. Threw me on my bed and slammed the door.
“What the fuck was that?” He yelled. I rolled my eyes. He just got more pissed at me.
“Karma is a bitch and you deserved it.” I got up and walked over to the door, but Michael was blocking it. “Move!”
“No, you aren’t running away from this. We are gonna have a nice long talk about this.” He then pointed to me to sit on the bed. “Why are you such a pain in my ass?”
I sat down at the foot of the bed. “Why are you such a jackass?” I giggled.
“This isn’t funny. Why would you do that? And in front of me? What were you thinking?” He crossed his arms. I really didn’t want to be questioned tonight.
“I wasn’t thinking. I just wanted to have some fun.” I said, taking everything out of my pockets. “Are we done? I would like to change and go to bed.”
“No, we aren’t done.” I then got up and picked out some sweats and a t-shirt. “I said we aren’t done talking, Elizabeth.”
“I know, okay? Turn around, I’m gonna change, since you won’t leave.” As soon as I said that, he turned around and faced the wall.
I slowly let my pants slide down as Michael just kept talking. I pulled my shirt over my head, the only clothing I had on were a thong and a bra.
“I just can’t believe yo-.” Michael had turned around before I could put my pj’s on. “Damn.” Michael’s mouth dropped as he saw what I was wearing.
“Are you gonna keep staring or let me get dressed?” I asked as I grabbed the sweat pants and pulled them on.
“I’d like to do something else.” I then threw over a red plan tee. It fitted me to my body figure, which I liked and could see that Michael was liking it too.
“Well, that’s not going to ever happen, again.” I said, getting into my bed. “I’d like to see you try.” I smirked as I laid in bed, ready to fall asleep.

“I’ll take that challenge.” He opened the door and grind to me.”
I then realized what I said. “I was just joking about that.” I said before he left. “I was kidding. There is no challenge.” But knowing Michael, even if I was joking, he’s always won. I won’t let him win this time.

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My Secret Love (Chapter 10)

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*Warning Mature Content* Read at your own risk!

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~Chapter 10~

“Why did I drink to much?” I asked myself as I had just finished puking in the toilet. I got up and changed into a pair of shorts and a purple tank top. I usually don’t wear tank tops, but today was just hot.
I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen to find that I was the only one up. As I looked at the clock, it was only 11:43 a.m., Michael had just  walked in. His dark orange hair was wet and he was only wearing a towel.
“Morning.” He said as I turned and started to make coffee. “Coffee? Don’t you only drink only iced coffee?”
I turned the coffee machine on and looked right at him. “I do, but I drink both.”
Michael came over with three coffee cups and placed them next to the coffee machine. I could help but notice that he rubbed right up against me. I closed my eyes and counted to five. As I turned around, I touched something that I didn’t mean to touch.
He came closer to me, pushing up his boner against me. “Why did you do that?” He whispered into my ear. “Your getting me hard.” He then kissed my ear and then started to bite softly against my neck.
He was turning me on, not in a bad way, but a good way. Flashes of Justin raping me, made me pull away.

“I can’t.” I said as I then ran up to my bedroom and started to cry into my pillow.
Why do the flashes keep coming back of what Justin did? All I felt was pain and how Justin held me down, as I tired to break free. I shook my head and cried some more.
A couple minutes later, some one knocked on my door. “Go away!” I said, then just kept crying more. The door opened and then closed shut.
“Please Elizabeth, talk to me.” I heard Michael’s voice. He started to rub my back, which felt very relaxing. “Did I do something wrong?”
“No.”
“Okay, what is it?” Michael asked again. Then I heard my brother come in.
“Michael. Just drop it.” Tim said and then handed him a note. I sat up, until I saw Michael’s face when he read it. He was about to say something, but Tim interrupted. “Don’t.”
“Don’t what?”
“You know what?”
“Why not, that fucking asshole deserves it!” Michael said, then turned to look at me. “Why didn’t you tell me? I knew something was wrong, but I thought it was him just beating you.”
Tim left the room and it went silent.
“How could I tell you? Are you serious?” I then got out of bed and faced him. “You didn’t give two shits about me until now. It’s been years since I’ve seen you and all of a sudden you care? You told me that you never loved me and never wanted to see me ever again, but look where we are now-,” Michael pulled me in and kissed me.
I felt warm and happy. That spark that you get when you kiss someone special, but I pulled away.
“No, you can’t keep doing this, Mikey!” I said, sitting down at the end of the bed as Michael joined me as well.
“I left because I got scared of you loving me.” He said, holding my hand in his.
“Why didn’t you told me how you felt?” I asked, he looked into my eyes.
“I’m a guy. You know how hard it is to express my feelings.” I laughed a little bit.
“You could’ve at least told me how you felt, before you left.”
“I’m sorry.” He said, but I grabbed my purse and just left. I walked right out of the door towards the board walk.
I texted my brother to meet me at the video arcade that they had by the board walk. I walked right in, exchanged my ones for quarters, and walked right to one of my favorite games, Guitar Hero.
I popped a dollar of coins into the machine and selected one of my favorite songs to play, Cliffs of Dover.
As I was playing, I swung the guitar around and knocked someone out. As I turned around, Tim got back up and rubbed his head.
“So much for trying to scare you.” He said as I finished a song. “Hungry? I’m craving a juicy burger and a milkshake.”

I laughed as I put the guitar back in it’s spot and we walked out. “Where do you want to go? Somewhere away from the house.”
“It’s a surprise.” He smiled and we kept walking down the board walk to a small bar/restaurant that was right next to a t-shirt shop. We walked right up to the bar. “Isn’t this cute?”
“Adorable.” Then one of the waiters came over and asked us what we wanted. Once she got our orders, she left to go get our drinks.
Tim then turned to me and smiled. “So what happened after I left?” I rolled my eyes.
“Same old bullshit.” I said, but Tim knew that I was hiding something and crossed his arms. “Okay, okay. I’ll tell you.”
The waiter came back with my strawberry Mike’s Hard and Tim a Twisted Tea. I took a sip and then took a deep breathe.
“Keep this between us. Michael tried making a move on me, but I pushed him away because he triggered a flash back of Justin raping me.”
Tim hugged me as a small tear fell from my eyes. “It’s okay. He must of touched you a way that brought that flashback.”
“I don’t know, but Michael is being a pain in the ass.” I took another sip and then spoke, again. “Saying that he left because he was afraid that someone would actually love him, but he comes back now and wants to fix everything.”
“Well, he must really love you to do all the stuff he did for you.” The waiter came with our food. “Thanks, hunny.” Tim said to the waiter as she smiled at Tim.
“He has a weird way of expressing it.”

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My Secret Love (Chapter 9)

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*Warning: Mature Content*

If you haven’t ready Chapter 8, here is the link!
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~Chapter 9~

“Girl, you look so awesome!” Tim said as the hair dresser pulled the towel away from my head to release my new long dark red hair. “I love it!”
“I thought it was time for a change.” I said stepping out of the chair and paying the hair dresser. Tim dyed his hair blond and had it cut enough so he could style the front with gel.
“Now, where to?” Tim asked as we walked down the street, we passed a clothing store and Tim stopped. “Omg, Eliza, that outfit will look amazing on you!”
It was a a shirt that covered one shoulder and it was big enough for it to hang on the over shoulder. It also had a tank top underneath and a short pair of shorts.
We went in and bought that for me and Tim got some yellow neon bright sunglasses. I laughed when I saw Tim with his glasses on and then we heard the beats from a nightclub, just down the street from where we were.
It wasn’t late enough to go dancing, so we figured that going down to the beach and chilling there until the sun came down, sounded like a wonderful idea.
We sat down in the sand, just watching the waves crash against the beach. Tim turned and smiled at me, I smiled back.
“I know that you didn’t want to talk about it, but I just want to say thank you. Thank you for standing up to me.” Tim grabbed my hand he then looked back towards the ocean. “I really thought that you were a goner, when we brought you to the hospital.”
“I know.” I then felt my left side, my fingers brushed up against my cheek, feeling the small scar. I flashed back to Justin just beating me. I shook my head and turned to Tim. “How bad was I?”
“It was bad, but you’re a fighter. I just never want to see you like that. Ever. I mean it.” Tim looked serious, but I couldn’t help, but laugh. He then started to chuckle.
Tim looked around, as the sky was getting darker. He smiled and stood up. “You ready to party!?” He asked as he helped me up and I grinned.

“Hell yeah!” I yelled as we walked down to the night club.
The music was loud, but the beat was jumping. Tim and I just danced, until he fell down. He looked at me, his face was so red. “Ready for another one?” Tim asked.
I nodded as I watched him walk over to the bar. I then went back to dancing. That was until I felt a hand run down my arm. I started to grind on him to the beat. He spun me around and both of our hands were connected. I looked up and all I could see is his hair. He leaned in and said, “Keep shaking your ass like that and you’ll get unwanted attention.”
Under his hoodie, I saw him grin. I knew exactly who it was. I leaned in and whispered, “It got your attention, didn’t it?” I then walked over to the bar to find Tim talking to some guy. I figured that I would leave them be, so I found a spot on the other side of the bar.
“What can I get for you?” The bartender asked as I handed him my I.D.
“2 shots of whiskey. ” As I said that, I felt hands hug my waist.
“How about we go outside?” Michael as he whispered in my ear. I turned and shook my head no. “You can bring a drink with you.”
I grabbed the two shots, handed one to Michael. I looked towards the bartender and asked him for a Sex on the Beach.
“You take this shot and I’ll go.” I said. I downed my shot just like it was water. Then he did, placed the shot glass on the bar and grabbed my hand, pulling me out of the club, with my drink in hand.
“Where are w-we going?” I asked. I started to feel really drunk. We then walked down the boardwalk and once we were up front of this beach house, Michael stopped and sat down in the sand. “W-who’s p-place is this?”
“Ours.” He then pulled out of his pocket a lighter and a joint. “Remember this?”
“Yeah, those were the good times.” He then put the joint in his mouth and lit it. Once he took a hit, he handed it to me.
“Why did you stop?” He asked. I took a hit and french in-hailed the smoke, then passed it to him.
“Two reasons. One, my parents are cops and two, Justin didn’t like me smoking.” I said as I took off my flip flops and shoved my toes in the sand.
“That’s right.” He went silent. I took another hits off the joint and then handed it to him. He then looked at me, “Why did you say yes?”
I thought about it and they only reason I could think of, was that I would be safe with him. That and I really did love him. I then took a deep breath. “I don’t know. I thought he would keep me safe and he is the only guy who loved me for me. I did love him. I don’t know.”
“He didn’t love you for who you were. He changed you into someone he wanted you to be.” I laid down in the sand. Looking up to the stars. I started to cry.
“I-I know. Why would he do that? Why would he hurt me? Why?” I looked over to Michael, he looked over and wiped the tears under my eyes. I sat up as we both gazed into each others eyes.
“Because he’s a worthless piece of shit. You deserve better.” He then took another hit off the joint and came closer to my lips. He then blew the smoke into my mouth. He pulled away and gentle touch the side of my cheek. I blew out whatever smoke was left and stood up.
“I think it’s t-time for me to go to sleep.” I said, grabbing my shoes and walking up towards the new place we will all be staying in, together.
Michael then helped me to bed and as soon as I laid down, I fell right asleep.

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My Secret Love (Chapter 7)

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*Warning: Mature Content*

If you haven’t read Chapter 6, here is the link!
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~Chapter 7~

The few days, I stayed late at work, trying to pretend that everything was okay. But really, it wasn’t. My father came in as I was getting my stuff, I was just about to leave. Just seeing him, really scared me.
“So, how is everything?” He asked.
“Fine.” I said, putting on my jacket. Just looking at him just made me flash back to what he did last weekend. He’s hit us before, but never like that. It scared me very much.
“Well, Justin called and told me that you guys want to get married at the end of this month?”
“I guess.” I grabbed my bag and then headed for the door. “Listen, I’ve got to go. Justin will worry if I don’t get home on time.”
“Okay, well, I’ll see you tomorrow.” I then walked down to the parking lot and got into my car.
Once I was inside, I just started crying. I then checked my phone to see that I had missed Justin’s call. My phone went off again, as I just received a text message from Justin.
When can I expect u home?
I then clicked on his picture and called him.
“Where are you?” He didn’t sound too happy. “You’re late, why?”
I took and deep breath then spoke. “My dad wanted me to stay a little later. I’m sorry, I was going to text you, but I got caught up in paperwork.”
“Sure you did, now hurry home.” He hung up and I put my phone back in my pocket. I started my car and then saw that I was gonna run out of gas pretty soon. I pulled out of the parking garage and drove across the street to the gas station.
I parked at the second gas pump and turned off the car. When I went searching for my card, I couldn’t find it. Where was it? It had to be somewhere? I started to panic, until I find a note in my bag:
I got us a joint banking account, that card doesn’t work anymore. New cards will be in soon.
-Justin
Are you kidding me? I can’t believe that he did that and without my permission. I kept looking in my bag and thankfully, I had a twenty dollar bill.
I got out of the car and went inside to pay, but when I got out, Michael was pumping gas into my car.
I walked over, but he didn’t look at me, he just kept looking at the pump.
“Well, you look like crap.” He said, I stood next to him.
“I know, but I guess this is what my life is gonna be now.” I said. He turned to look at me.
“It doesn’t have to be. You have the power to change how you want your life to be.” He then turned back to the pump and placed it back where it was and closed up my gas tank. “So, how is your new soon-to-be ‘hubby’?”
“At home, which reminds me, I have to go.” I walked over to the drivers side and just as I was about to open the door, Michael shut it.
“Something is wrong with you. You’re not yourself.” I looked down. If I faced him, he would know that something was up.
“I’m fine, but I got to go. I’m already late.” I said as I tried to open the car door, but Michael was leaning on it. “Please, I have to go.”
I said as I looked up to him in his eyes and a tear fell from my cheek. He wiped my tear away and then moved out of the way. Before I got into my car, I looked back to him, as he was walking to his truck, that was next to my car.
“I know something is up and if he is hurting you, I’ll find out. Whether you tell me or not.”
“Where were you?!?” Justin yelled as I walked through the door and placed my bag on the couch. When I turned around, Justin slapped me. “You were cheating on me, weren’t you? You fucking slut!”
My eyes started to water, but I didn’t cry. I stood up and looked at him. “I wasn’t out cheating on you, I had to stop and get gas.” I then took a deep breath and then pulled out the little note he left me saying that he canceled my account. “First of all, if you wanted to have a joint banking account, you could’ve told me and the fact that you did it behind my back is even worst.”
“It doesn’t matter. You are going to be my wife and I figured why not do it now.”
“I can’t do this, Justin. I can’t.” I started to cry. “What happened to the man I fell in love with?”
“I’m right here.” He said as he came closer to me, making me walk backwards until my back hit the wall. “I haven’t changed. I’m still the same person.” He pulled me in to embrace me, I couldn’t escape. He then looked up at me and smiled.
“You’ve changed. You’re not the same man I fell in love with. Y-You’re a monster. I can never fall in love with a monster.” His face changed from smiling to becoming very pissed. He pushed me up against the wall, slapped me.
“Don’t you fucking say that again.” He said, then he threw me on the ground and punched me in the face. “You aren’t going to end this. I’m the only one who decides if this relationship is over and it isn’t.”
The only thing I remember was Justin’s fist and then it all went black.

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My Secret Love (Chapter 6)

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Another chapter of my book for you, dearies! As always, I will be putting the Mature Content on all of these chapters, just because there are some dirty scenes. Enjoy!

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~Chapter 6~

“Let me see that ring, sweetie!” My mom grabbed my hand. “That’s beautiful.” She then leaned in and hugged me. I pulled away and scanned the room, but I didn’t see my brother.
“Where’s Tim?” I asked, but she didn’t say anything.
Justin then leaned in and whispered. “He wasn’t invited.” I turned to him and frowned. He knew how much it would mean to me to have my brother here, but why wasn’t he invited?
“What? Are you serious?” My mother then handed Justin and I a wine glass as she raised her glass.
“I want to say how happy we are to see our little girl getting married! And with a guy that we have welcomed into our family with open arms. We love you both. Cheers!” Everyone tapped each others glasses, except me.
I downed the wine and then placed the glass on the bar. “Now, can I say something?” I asked, but didn’t wait for my mom to say yes. “Why the hell is Tim not here?”
My mother took a sip of wine, but my father then turned to everyone and said, “I think she’s had too much to drink. Let’s let the love birds go home and spend some time together.”
Everyone laughed, and I threw my glass against the wall. “No, I haven’t and the fact that you didn’t invite Tim, just because he’s gay, doesn’t give you the right to completely forget that he even exists.” Everyone’s eyes, widen, but my father was pissed. I turned and faced him. “If you can’t except the fact that Tim’s gay, then I don’t want to be apart of this family.”
I then turned and walked towards the door, my mother started to cry, but my father turned back to everyone and excused himself. He then grabbed my arm, once we got outside and dragged me into the garage.
“How dare you speak to everyone like that?” He then slapped my face. I then placed my hand over my cheek. “He isn’t apart of this family. He chose to go against the lords faith.”
“Seriously? He isn’t real, my god.” I said, my father was scaring me. He came closer to me and pushed me up against the garage door. “Don’t you dare say that about out lord and savior! You’ll go to hell, just like your faggot brother!”
He slapped me again. Harder than he did the first time. I started to shed a tear and he slapped me again. “Stop crying like a little bitch and get the hell out of my sight.”
I ran out that garage so fast that Justin had to stop me. “What’s wrong?” I pulled away and got into the car, as Justin got into the drivers seat. The ride home was completely silent.
Once we got home, I headed right to bed. Got into my pj’s and then laid in bed, holding an ice pack to my cheek. Justin came in, drunk, and laid beside me. “Babe, you’re so sexy and I’m horny as fuck.”
He rolled me on my back and started to kiss me, I pulled away. “Stop.” He didn’t stop, he kept moving his hand down into my pants. “Seriously, stop Justin. I’m not in the mood.”
“I’ll get you in the mood.” He kept trying to take off my sweat pants, but I kept holding them up. “Stop, Justin!”
He finally got my pants off and just kept forcing me to kiss him. I was about to yell, but he covered my mouth and looked at me. “Don’t you fucking scream, I’ll just tell them that I fucked you so hard that you were screaming because It felt so good.”
“Just shut up and lay there.” I didn’t want to, but he was so much more stronger than me. I couldn’t stop what he was doing. After he was done, I laid there and cried myself to sleep.
The next week was a living hell. Ever since we got engaged, Justin has been different. I don’t know why, but I don’t like it. I’m only allowed to go back and forth to and from work. I can’t go anywhere anymore.
It’s like he wants me to be with him 24/7. It has built up in so much stress that almost every night, I cried myself to sleep. Even if he doesn’t rape me. What happened to the guy I fell in love with?
I wiped my tears as the door opened. Justin came in with Burger King and sat down at the kitchen table and got everything out of the bag.
“Hungry?” He asked. I nodded. As I sat down at the table, he looked at me and saw my eyes. “Crying, again? What now?”
“I’m just stressed, that’s all.” I said, unwrapping my burger and taking a bite. “How was your day?”
“Okay, but I think that you aren’t stressed out.” He handed me a brown paper bag. “Open it.”
I opened it and my face flushed. It was a pregnancy test. I pulled it out of the bag and looked up at him. “I’m not pregnant, Justin.”
“Well, if you aren’t, I think we should start trying.” I then took another bite of my burger. “I had your mother make an appointment for tomorrow to see the doctors.”
“Why? I already had my physical for this year.”
“It’s to make sure you can have kids or not. Your mother said that when you were younger, the doctor said that it would be hard for you to have children. I want to make sure of that.”
“Justin, as much as you want to start trying, shouldn’t we get a bigger place? Plus, if we weren’t married, my father would complain that we have a bastard child.” I then got up and took care of the trash.
“You do have a point, so how about we start trying next month?” He then got up and wrapped his arms around my waist. “Let’s get married at the end of the month?”
“Why do you want to get married so fast?” I asked, he turned me around and smiled.
“So that I can be married to the love of my live and plus I want a lot of kids. Sooner we get married, the sooner we can start trying for a baby.”

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Chapter 7:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/08/24/my-writing-my-secret-love-chapter-7/

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My Secret Love (Chapter 5)

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Another chapter for you all, dearies! I hope you enjoy. 

If you haven’t read Chapter 4, here is the link!
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/08/13/my-writing-my-secret-love-chapter-4/

~Chapter 5~

I was woken up by Justin, he was planting kisses down my arm. His hands started to travel down, but I stopped them. “No, let me sleep.” I said.
“It’s noon, babe. We are going shopping, remember?” He said as he got up and pulled the blanket off of me. I remember that before we went to bed, he had asked if I wanted to go with him to help pick out a gift for my mother’s birthday.
“I’ll get up in a few.”
“Come on, let’s go. We need to get that gift before tonight.” I was confused. Her birthday is next weekend. I sat up and checked my phone. When I went into my messages, my mom had sent me a text saying that they were throwing a party tonight because she and my father are going on a mini vacation the week of her birthday.
The only thing that pissed me off, is that Justin went through my phone, again. I have no problem with him going through my phone, but if he checks my messages, he should at least tell me if someone texted me.
I dropped my phone on the bed and went to go put some clothes on. “What’s wrong?” Justin asked. Seriously? I turned around after I had gotten dressed and faced him.
“I have no problem with you checked my phone, but if someone texts me, let me know.” I said as a grabbed my phone and walked through the kitchen. He grabbed my arm and turned me to face him.
“I’m sorry, but don’t get pissed off because I went through your phone. You to the same.”
“I did, but I trust you enough that I don’t need to check your phone, but when it comes to me, it’s a big deal. You know I don’t cheat.” I said. He was getting pissed. I could see it in his eyes. “But why do you always have to check my phone? Do you not trust me?”
He threw his hands through his black hair. Then looked at me. “Your mom told me about Michael. I heard he was back in town and I didn’t know if you were talking to him at all.”
“Are you kidding me? She told you everything and you’re worried that I’m gonna still talk to him?” I said crossing my arms. I’ve told him about Michael, I just never mention his name. “I want nothing to do with him after what he did to me.”
“She told me that he used to get you into lots of trouble and that your father caught you and him in a car, naked.” He paused, “I don’t want you around him. Last thing I don’t want to happen is him breaking us up.”
“Why do you say that?”
“Never mind, forget that I even said anything.” He turned and walked into the bedroom and came back into the kitchen with his jacket and car keys. I put my red leather jacket on and then he looked at me. “Look, I’m sorry. I have a lot going on with work and I’m taking it out on you, especially tonight.”
“What do you mean by that?” I asked, but he wouldn’t tell me as we walked down the stairs and out the apartment door. He opened the door for me and even when he got into the drivers seat, he was completely silent.
The entire ride there and back was silent. The only time we spoke was when we were getting a gift for my mother. Which we ended up getting her a scrapbook and a 50 dollar gift card to Krafty Krafts, which is a arts and crafts that its my favorite place to go.
Justin pulled into my parent’s drive way. We ended up going back home because he wanted me to change into something nice. He never asks me to do that, I feel that he’s up to something.
He gets out of the car and walks over to open my door. I smile, as he looks at me, he gives me a smile in return.
“Please talk to me. Why are you giving me the cold shoulder?” I said as he grabs my hand and walks me over to the two wooden swings that hung from the huge tree that was in front of my parents house. “Justin, what’s going on?” I asked, sitting down on one of the swings.
I looked up at him as he then got down on one knee and grabbed my hand. Oh my god, is he doing what I think he is doing? I felt my face getting goosebumps, as he was holding my hand.
“Elizabeth, I know I’ve been acting awkward all day, but it’s because I was so nervous to do this.” He then pulled out a tiny box and placed it in my hand. “Elizabeth, I love you so much and there isn’t anyone else I would rather spend my life with than you. I want to grown old together as we watch our children and grandchildren grown up. So what I’m asking is, will you marry me?”
My heart dropped. I was completely speechless and shocked. When he opened the box, there was a really pretty ring in there. My mouth dropped as I saw the ring. “Oh, Justin. It’s beautiful.”
He then took it out of the box and placed it on my hand. “I take it that was a yes?” I shook my head yes as he then kissed me. He then picked me up as I jumped into his arms, closing my eyes, but when I opened them, I saw Michael.
He was across the street from my parents house, standing in the road smoking. A tear fell from my cheeks as Justin put me down and kissed me, again.
“I love you so much.” Justin said, holding my hands tight. “Oh, babe, I didn’t mean to make you cry.”
“No, it’s okay, they are tears of joy. Plus the wind is also not helping.” I said.
“Right, let’s go inside.” As we walked to the door together. “By the way, this is our engagement party, it was my idea and your moms.”
I smiled, he went inside as I turned back to see if Michael was still there, but he wasn’t. My heart ached a little. I hated seeing that look on his face. Something tells me that this night was just the beginning.

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Chapter 6:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/08/20/my-writing-my-secret-love-chapter-6/

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My Secret Love (Chapter 4)

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Sorry guys for being late uploading this! Here is chapter 4!

If you haven’t read chapter 3, here is the link!
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/08/10/my-writing-my-secret-love-chapter-3/

~Chapter 4~

I woke up to a boy and a girl, jumping on the bed. They looked so much like me.
“Mommy, mommy! Wake up!” The little boy said as he tried pulling me out of bed. “Come on Mommy. Daddy says that we can open presents now.” The little girl said as I got out of bed and walked down the stairs, holding their little hands.
I walked into the living room to find a fully decorative tree, lights went all around the room. Then I saw him. He was grabbing a little box that was hidden underneath the tree. I sat done with the little ones, as they cuddled up close to me.
“Jacob. Lila. Can you give this to Mommy?” he said, handing the kids a tiny box. They gave it to me, but I still couldn’t see who it was.
As I opened the box, my eyes widen. No one knew what the meaning of this present, but two people. I knew what it was, so didn’t Michael. I picked up the necklace that had a shell, sand dollar, and a little bottle of sand.
My eyes started to water as he came closer to me. When I opened my eyes, it was Michael. I didn’t know what to think.
I woke up and looked around the room. I was still home. I sat up and checked the time then rubbed my eyes. Tanner was still sleeping and I slowly got out of bed and went into the living room. I looked towards the balcony and saw a figure.
I walked toward the glass doors to the balcony and then I saw him.
“What are you doing here, Michael?” I asked as I saw the faint grin that was coming off his face. His black hoodie was still over his head.
“What, no more Mikey?” He said.
“You need to go before Justin wakes up and sees you.”
“Or what? He’ll kick my ass? I doubt that. I’ve kicked his ass plenty of times.” He chuckled. I crossed my arms and gave him an disgusted look, but he came closer to me. “I’ve missed you, sweetheart and so haven’t you.”
“No, just leave, okay? I’m happy with Justin. I don’t need you to repeat the past.” I said as he took off his hood and I stared into his eyes. He brushed his hand up against my cheek. Chills went up my back, but it felt good.
“Okay, okay, I’ll just come back another time.” He pulled away and threw a hand through his hair. “I’ll be in town for awhile. I’ll come visit you when you’re in a better mood, but I can’t leave without this.”
He walked back towards me, brushed my hair behind my ear and then pulled me in for a kiss. That spark we had when we kissed, make me warm and happy inside, like his lips were a drug that I wanted to abuse, but I pulled away.
“Stop doing that!” I said. “I love Justin.”
He laughed, but then slowly came closer to my ear. “If you really loved him, you wouldn’t of let me kiss you.” Just like that, he was gone. Jumped down the fire escape and ran into the small woods that were right behind where I lived.
I then went back inside and locked the door to the balcony. I didn’t know what to do about him, but my one question is what is he doing here? Why did he come back? I laid in my bed, trying to answer some of my questions.
I laid on Justin’s chest, slowly drifted off to sleep.

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Chapter 5:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/08/17/my-writing-my-secret-love-chapter-5/