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Chapter 8 : He was so good in bed
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TROUBLED Chapter 9 : He was so tidy
Knock knock knock Knock knock Knock! "Eric dear, it is Sunday and we better prepare for church. I just need to wake up my heavy sleeping daughter." I heard my mom's voice echo from the passage. At first I thought I was dreaming until it dawned onto to me how much shit I was in. I quickly woke Eric up, I was sleeping on his chest. He was sleeping soundly but it was the wrong time to day dream. "Mrs. Winters, I will be right down." Eric yelled staying stagnant in bed pulling me close to his chest. He didn't seem to be in knock mode like I was. "I'd like to wake Leona up myself, there is something I'd like to tell her." He added. I giggled, he then kissed my forehead pulling me close. "Oh alright dear. Make it snappy alright. Church is starts at eight and ends at twelve. Be sure to wear appropriately, I want to introduce you to our close relatives." I felt like telling her, alright mom now is the time you walk away and continue with your day. "Eric?" She called again. "Yes, Mrs-
TROUBLED Chapter 10 : He was so harsh
"Oh my word, Leona is that you... lost all the baby fat huh?" Addie came to give me a hug, I felt so awkward. She just loved teasing me but I had grown accustomed to it. In a way she was the older sister I never had. Her hair was back to blonde and she wore a nice... appropriate dress. It was all a shocker.She looked like a totally different person. "Hi, Mrs Kurt Cobain." I teased her back. "Oh please, don't make Jeremy here jealous." She said giving her fiancé a quick smile. It was cute. The man who stood beside her, had brown hair and a bit of beard. I never understood this trend of thinking men with beard were sexy. I just didn't find it appealing.. "I would literally walk you down the isle and give you to Kurt Cobain, freaking legend." He said in a deep Texas accent. I now understood why they understood each other. Addie had a huge obsession with Nirvana and Kurt Cobain even though he had passed away way back. She just loved him so much. On her eighteenth birthday Laura and I
TROUBLED Chapter 11 : He was so secretive
"Search for him on Facebook!" Laura suggested, I had already done that on my own before. I shrugged deciding let me just give it one more try. No results. "Okay, maybe he has a middle name or instead of Eric Michelson try Rickey Michelson. He clearly loves that name more." She said taking a large bite off her apple then jumping on her bed where I sat with her MacBook. I didn't want to spend anytime with Eric so I told him, I had plans and yes I did have plans. To hang out at Laura and Sam's cute apartment until dawn, like the good old days. Was it weird that I was just leaving him alone with my parents? Well my dad was at the hospital all the time and my mom had held a book club every Monday and Wednesday's. He has a car so he probably went to pick up some ladies like he had said earlier. It kind of bothered me."No results again, but there are other Rickeys just not that Rickey. He did say he wasn't interested in social media and all." I shrugged."And you believe him?" Laura aske
TROUBLED Chapter 12 : He was so considerate
Hospitals.I was practically raised in one. I never wanted to go back home whenever my mom and I would visit my dad. I was always so amazed, amazed by what you may ask? everything is just so bland, dull and deadening. I saw it differently, I saw my father as Superman, as the best dad in the world because he got to save lives. I spent most of my days in boarding school but whenever summer came around, everyday was follow my dad to work day. No wonder I settled for being a nurse, i got the passion for this career path from my father. He just loved what he did for a living, he never complained. Many people would come from far and wide just to be operated by the greatest surgeon in Los Angeles, Dr. Winters. Remembering when my father got featured on one of the episodes for a show called Doctors. I watched it attentively even though at the time everything he was saying was practically gibberish. Whenever my dad and I cooked chicken we would always perform what we called the Dr. Rod and N
TROUBLED Chapter 13 : He was so cynical
My dad was hosting his charity event, in organization with the Eastwood central Hospital as he always did each year. I had already gotten a dress, I was already ready. This was the event I had especially came for. I looked forward to it, I always did because for a full night I would feel like a Princess and at Twenty-five I still loved playing dress up with my mom and Laura. It was always fun, getting our nails done, face-beat and all the fun stuff but this would be more fun because Eric was around. It excited me, he excited me. We had been spending a lot of time together. He went to buy tampons with me at six am, he went with me practically everywhere. He absolutely acted like we were attached from hip to hip. He was right about trying to be nicer to me, he had been trying to filter his horrible case of verbal diarrhea but he had no idea that it was in those moments that I somehow fell in-love with him. I would admit that I was in-love with him to myself and Laura because being in d
TROUBLED Chapter 14 : He was so high
When Laura was done doing my mom's make up, she left to go put her dress on. I took this time to tell everything that had happened with Eric. All the deeds, that I didn't feel proud about doing. She couldn't stop laughing because she said she couldn't imagine me sneaking around, when we were kids I sucked at it. Whenever we would steal cookies that were being baked by Mrs. Johnston for church events, I always made us get caught by either making noise or just being clumsy and banging my head on the counter. I told her I had mastered the skill as of now and she only hysterically laughed. "It's sexy, I suppose?" She said putting the finishing touches, I had my eyes closed so I couldn't exactly see her reaction. "What's sexy?" I mustered clearly confused. "Eric being able to speak Spanish, next time he fucks you... scream yes, papi chulo fuck me hard." Laura mimicked and I had never felt so embarrassed. "Papi chulo really? Pimp daddy?" I questioned."Yep, pimp daddy because he is very
TROUBLED Chapter 15 : He was so cautious
4am. That's the time, Eric and I left the beach. I couldn't wait to hit my comfortable bed honestly. I was tired and worn out and my dress was wet. Eric had mischievously held me bridal Style only to have us both landing in the cold sea water. I told him, I was mad and wouldn't be forgiving him anytime soon but I'm about twenty minutes our lips were sealed together and our bodies entwined in every imaginable way. It was pure bliss, every moment with Eric was always blissful. When we got home, I saw both of my parents cars already parked. They were clearly home, I was twenty-five anyways and this is my life. Eric's I don't care attitude was rubbing on me. We quietly walked up the stairs careful not to make any noise. Now fluttering my eyes, everything was still a blur and I could hear my mom knocking. I panicked, thinking Eric was here but looking around he wasn't and I was dressed in his white dress shirt, reaching my knees. I had a blanket covering me with warmth. He had clearly
TROUBLED Chapter 16 : He was so open
It's really hard to want to hate someone but at the same time worry so much about them immensely. Eric never came home, I had waited and waited for him in the guest room, well supposedly his room. I called him multiple times, none stop until he eventually decided he would switch of his phone. Eric was selfish, it wasn't the first time I had to come to realize this. He was just illiberal, mean, narrow-minded, self-seeking. There was just so much I could say about him and the list would be endless. The thought of him aggravated me and the thought of me still caring about his well being thereafter, aggravated me even more. I don't know what time I slept but I must have dozed off in the midst of waiting for Eric to come back. A tiny wave of fear, made itself known. I tried hard not to think about it but what if Eric had left and wasn't coming back. He didn't have much anyways, he could simply just up and leave if he wanted to. The only thing or clothing that I know he remotely cared more
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