"Baby, I can explain." I panicked and immediately let out my manhood from her friend's core.
My manhood softened at such a fast pace that had never happened before.
My babe was standing rooted at the same spot, her face as pale as a sheet of paper and facial expression void.
Yes!
Except from looking so pale, she was like an ice queen.
I couldn't read anything from her expression.
She wasn't trying to yell at me or anything. She was just frozen on the spot.
"Baby…." I quickly got up and even though it's embarrassing, I didn't care and with my dick bobbing left and right as I moved, I was near getting to where she stood when she screamed.
Stop!
It was my turn to freeze.
I've messed up already and all I care about now is how I should fight for our relationship.
I swear to God that I've learned my lesson and wouldn't do this again.
I swear to go that I will love and cherish her.
I swear to God that I would try to be content with what I have now.
"Baby, I…. I fucked up." I admitted and saw her looking past me.
I also looked back to see her friend, who now looked equally pale.
It was as if my girlfriend just realized that the woman I'm caught fucking was her friend.
Hot tears stream down her face and then she charges forward.
My eyes widened when she picked up the kitchen knife I stuck in the middle of the fruit basket on the table.
Realizing what she's thinking, I quickly moved to stop her.
Her friend had started moving back and had managed to put on her top, leaving her lower body still bare.
"I'm sorry, Amy." I heard her friend say, but my girlfriend was so clouded with rage and it seems her friend's voice fueled it.
I was now so close to her and I aimed to take away the knife, but we both widened our eyes at the same time.
Pain!
I opened my mouth to scream, but it didn't come.
I couldn't find my voice.
I began to pant heavily and suddenly, my girlfriend shrieked my name like a lunatic.
Scott!
She wasn't expecting me to be quick to move along with her when she tried to escape through the left and she accidentally thrust the knife into my stomach.
I was naked, so it slid into my flesh easily.
Being a chef, all my knives are well sharpened, as I love making art out of foods.
I could feel my vision starting to go blurry in no time. I was now resting on my girlfriend's laps, on the floor.
She was looking at my stomach and covering her mouth with her bloodied hands.
Scott!!!
She suddenly screamed my name again and her tears were overflowing.
I heard her friend talking and it seems like she's calling for help.
"Oh my God! Scott!" She whimpered like a baby and seeing her looking so miserable and scared, I felt regret.
I have always been a Playboy and was proud of it.
I was proud of it, because I'm aware I'm doing something wrong.
I've embraced it, so I never felt guilty.
Not even in the past when girls fought over me.
I just make fun of them in my head, praising my cock for causing such a cute scene, but at this moment, my heart ache so much.
Is it love?
Am I in love with Amy for real?
I think so.
I can't believe I actually believe I deserve what happened to me right now, just because I'm seeing how sad she looked.
If this would be the last time I will see her beautiful face, then there's one thing I want to do.
One thing that I felt I should do with sincerity.
"Amy, I…." I coughed a mouthful of blood.
"Oh no!"
My girlfriend covered her mouth with her palms again, getting more blood on her face.
She looked like she's in a nightmare that she badly wants to wake up from.
She suddenly shook her head. "Scott, don't say anything. Don't talk. She has called for help. Help will come and you will be alright."
My girlfriend said with more tears spilling from her eyes.
I could feel it though.
I could feel that I cannot survive this.
I could feel death calling for me.
I need to do it.
I need to apologise.
I breathed heavily and finally realized the glory the lord gave us free of charge.
I could talk nonstop all day and scream, but at this moment, I was finding it hard to construct a few sentences.
"I'm sorry, baby. I was a Playboy before I met you and never would... i thought I could be….. submissive to a woman like I was to you, but my greed never…...ends, even though I love you so much.
I…. Deserve this baby, so don't ever feel bad that I'm gone. Find….. someone that deserves you and could love you."
I didn't know where the energy to say all that came from, but the last thing I heard was my babe screaming No! no! no!
Open your eyes!
Don't leave me!
Scott please!
I succumbed to darkness, and so I died.