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"You never did tell me what happened to your mom." I looked at her confused. Where did that come from? "Sorry, I shouldn't have asked, your life, your business." She turned back to facing the tv. I chuckled and turned my entire body to face her.
"Well since I do plan on building a life with you i guess i have to tell you."
"You don't have to do it now."
"You are seriously the only person that I trust. I can trust you with this." She smiled and turned her body to face me. I sighed as I thought about that day. "My mom and i were very close. We talked about anything and everything, we always loved to cook, she was actually the one who taught me how to cook, i remember one day her and i were making pancakes and at some point we forgot about them and just started throwing the mix at each other." I smiled at the memory, but then started to frown. "One day when I was at school I got into trouble and got sent to the principal's office. They called my mom and instead of her answering it was a doctor. Apparently she fainted in the kitchen and ended up in a coma. They then said she had cancer and it was very aggressive and she wouldn't wake up. Everyone tells me that it's not my fault because that is what a child is supposed to do, not know these things. But that wasn't really why I wasn't focused on my mom. It was because I was focused on not getting pregnant." She looked at me confused and I just chuckled. "My mom had me when she was 16. She told me not to have kids until I am stable, so we made a deal. Once I turn 17 and I don't have any kids, I can say I 'outlived her'. And I was so focused on that my mother's cancer got to the point to where I would actually out live her. So because of that, she died." I didn't realize I was crying until she wiped a tear from my face. "Before she did she told me something that I stand by. 'Find the one you love and marry them, don't let anything stop you. By the way, I know your gay." Both of us started laughing.
"She seemed like an amazing person." I nodded my head.
"Yeah, she was." She wiped my face
and brought me into a hug.
"I love you Madelyn Cooper, and I will never leave you." Smiled.
"I love you too Amy Roland."
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I woke up out of my sleep with a little sweat on me and a body under me, I got frustrated at myself for a minute because I thought I brought another person home with me. I looked down and saw that I was fully dressed and got confused. I looked at whoever I was lying on and then smiled. It was Layla. I forgot for a few seconds about last night. Last night was the first time in years that I let someone sleep with me and we didn't do anything. I laid my head back down on her chest and went back to being frustrated at myself.
I can't believe that I dreamed of her.
It's been 8 years since that and I still think of it. She was the first and only person I told about my mom. My mom has always been a light topic for me and I don't like when people bring her up. Whenever someone asks about my parents I just say my dad is out of the picture and my mom is dead. Not a conversation starter by the way.
That day I told Amy about my mom was three weeks after we actually started dating. Three weeks and we already told one another that we loved each other, that we were meant to be, that we were going to spend the rest of our life together.
Idiot.
After she left I was devastated. I mean I was 18, I was obsessed with finding the perfect person for me, I thought everyone was. And honestly for a long period of time she was the perfect person for me. She was the best, we had everything in common, we would get into fights about the most stupidest things and then just stare at each other then burst out laughing. The only real fight we ever had was about someone finding out about us, which we fought about a lot. After some time she started to relax, but she relaxed a little too much. Once she started to chill I started to panic. I got worried every time she kissed me in public or she told me to stay after class too much.
And I guess I was right to be worried. I was eighteen at the time and Amy was thirty one. The fact that I was legal made matters less worse but apparently not enough. I hate that I still remember her birthday. December 29. And every year I quietly wish her a happy birthday. Every. Fucking. Year.
I felt movement under me which caused me to look down at Layla. I smiled once I saw her pretty green eyes. "Morning beautiful," she smile.
"Morning love, you look absolutely stunning." I shook my head and chuckled while blushing.
"Haven't even started the day and your flirting." She wrapped her arms around my body.
"Just comes naturally when I'm looking at you." I shook my head again and she kissed me. The kiss wasn't rushed, it was nice and smooth. "I have a question that you might not like but I have to take my shot." I pulled my head back and tried to look as normal as possible but inside I had a fear I knew what she was going to ask. "Will you go on a date with me?" I looked at her in shock. Then sighed and put my head down.
"Oh thank god." I raised my head to see her looking confused. "I thought you were going to ask me to be your girlfriend." That didn't help.
"Why would being my girlfriend be the most horriblest thing?" I quickly shook my head.
"No, it's not that. It's just I don't want to have to worry about everything that I do." She scrunched up her face.
"Not making this sound better." I groaned.
"I don't want to cheat on you is what I'm saying. I mean I wouldn't if I could because honestly you are an amazing person, someone who I would marry to be honest." This put a smile on her face. "But I'm just saying that if I get drunk or something along those lines-" like my boss luring me in to sleep with her, "I don't want to constantly feel bad that I did something to hurt you. Even if you forgave me, the fact that I slept with someone else will be on my conscience for the rest of my life. Temptation is a powerful thing. And I sure ass hell know you've had your share of temptations." She nodded her head in understanding.
"You've been my temptation." She rolled over to where she was now on top of me. I smiled under her as she smiled down at me. "And I understand. Maybe one day I can convince you to go out with me." I nodded my head.
"Hopefully that day will be soon." She smiled her beautiful smile and leaned down to kiss me. I smiled into the kiss not thinking of any of my problems that's been going on, just this moment and this person.
"But will you go on a date with me?" I tilted my head to the side as if I was thinking.
"Depends, what's going to be on the menu?" She rolled her eyes.
"I don't know but chicken Alfredo will be somewhere on there." My eyes went wide.
"Why didn't you say that?! I would have agreed to go out with you." She opened her mouth and looked surprised. I chuckled as she came down on me and started tickling the hell out of me. This will definitely be one of the memories that are imprinted in my head.
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I walked into work with a small smile on my face. For the first time in days I was on time, usually either I was late or I didn't come. I walked up to Kate and smiled. "Hey loser, are you done being 'sick'?" I rolled my eyes.
"Yes actually. I feel fantastic for your information." We both chuckled and I continued my way to the elevator. Once I was in the elevator I turned around and heard Kate say something.
"I forgot to tell you. Mrs. Royal says come to her office once you get here." I mentally rolled my eyes but just nodded my head. Once the elevator door closed I started throwing a tantrum. I stumped my feet on the ground and swung my arms everywhere. Once I saw that I was one floor away I fixed my outfit and my hair and took a few breaths. The doors opened and I calmly walked out as if nothing happened.
"I'm going to fucking kill you." I didn't even look behind me as I continued my way to my office. Once I was there he followed me in there and closed the door. "Don't ignore me! Where the fuck did you go?" I sat down on my desk and looked at the upset Nate. I chuckled a little at his facial expression.
"Why did you miss me that much?" He rolled his eyes. As you can recall I left Nate at the dinner party alone with his date. Which usually a person would be okay with, but I guess his date wasn't his type.
"You left me alone with that bitch."
"Don't call girls bitches. Ever. Or sluts or whores or hoes. We are women, and that's it. Some of us are more sexual than others or even more cocky but we are still women. Now if I was another one of your guy friends I might agree with you, which I will because that girl was completely annoying. But, the only person who can call her a bitch is herself and one of her closest friends." Nate rolled his eyes but nodded in understanding.
"But you do admit she was a bitch right?"
"Oh, yes completely." We both laughed.
"So you and Layla huh?" I bit my lip just thinking of her.
"Shut up."
"Oh my gosh your blushing!"
"You sound like a fucking girl." He rolled his eyes. "But she is pretty amazing."
"And on top of that she's hot." I chuckled. There was a moment of silence with me thinking of Layla and Nate staring at me like he wanted to ask me something. "Does she know about Amy or your mom?" I looked at him. The only fucking reason he knows any of that us because we got drunk together at my house one night and I told him everything. He told me he would never bring it up the next morning but he is there for me. I think out of everything that night I'm just glad I didn't end up sleeping with him.
"No she does not. And I would like to keep it that way. It's not that I don't trust her or I think she will leave me, it's just not something I go around telling people." He nodded his head. But before he could respond my office door opened. Once it did it revealed the last person I wanted to see.
"Nate could you give us a moment." She said. She said it in an annoyed tone which pissed me off because he didn't even do anything.
"Of course Mrs. Royal." He turned towards me. "How about a drink later tonight?" I was about to say yes but I remembered this morning.
"Can't, I have a date." This caught Skylar off guard. And me too. Because I totally forgot she was in the room. If I knew I would have said yes because knowing her she's going to try and keep me to stay after hours again. But the only one who wasn't surprised was Nate. He smiled at me and came closer to give me a hug I giggled in his ear.
"Well I'm glad you're getting back on your feet." I smiled. I haven't been on a date since Amy. He left the room to which Skylar went to go close the door behind him.
"A date huh?" I rolled my eyes and fully sat down on top of my desk. I am in a good mood and I don't need her shit today. But I might want it.
"You needed something?"
"I need my fingers inside you." I stopped breathing. One thing I will admit I always loved about Skylar was that she was very blunt about everything. She came closer to me but I didn't move, plus I was sitting on my desk so I really had nowhere else to go.
"That's inappropriate Mrs. Royal." I made sure to emphasize Mrs. But either she didn't notice or she didn't care. She continued to come closer to me as I held my ground and didn't move a muscle.
"We've done way more inappropriate things than say dirty words to each other Madelyn." She was now directly in between my legs. I tried my hardest but I could feel my face statue breaking, her hands roamed up from my knees to my thighs. I was wearing a skirt so whenever I sit down it rises up so I didn't have much of a shield for myself. Her hands gripped the sides of my legs and brought me closer to her.
"Skylar," I practically whined. I didn't know if the whine was because I wanted her to touch me or because I know I shouldn't be doing this but really want to. Either one is bad though. Her lips found their way to the side of my neck causing me to let out a small moan.
"Who is Layla?" She bit down on my neck making me flinch. I hated that she brought up Layla because she is partly the reason why I don't want to do this. I guess I didn't answer fast enough because she started drawing her own conclusions. "Is she that little whore that accompanied you to my dinner party?" Her kisses started to become more wet.
"She-she's not a whore." She slapped my leg hard causing me to moan.
"Well either she's a whore or you are. And I don't like to think that my baby is a whore for anyone except me." Her hand slipped up my skirt and she entered a finger inside me. I jumped and tried to suppress my moans as her fingers moved quickly in and out of me. "Does she make you feel as good as I do?" I didn't answer. My eyes were too far in the back of my head. She slapped my leg again making it sting this time. "Answer me."
"She makes me feel g-good." That wasn't technically her question but that's all she's getting out of me. Skylar started pumping harder in me indicating she wasn't happy about my answer.
"What does she call you a good girl and pull your hair? Because of such a sweetheart I could do so much worse." She yanked her finger out of me making me whimper from loss of contact. She started sucking on her fingers as I put my hands between my legs and crossed them. I was sexually frustrated and I needed to cum. "I need you to go to my house." I looked at her from the side of my eye and rolled them.
"You have a problem, you know that right?" She chuckled.
"I need you to go to my house and get some papers and then come straight back. If you do maybe we can finish this later."
"Aren't you supposed to reward me with something I want?" She chuckled again and came closer to me.
"I know you've been craving my touch since you fucking met me. Don't play games." She put her finger under my chin and brought my lips to hers. It was a quick kiss which I know she did on purpose. She pulled away and I kept leaning forward. She smirked. "Told you." I whined at her mind games. "I'll text you where they are in my house. You know my address. Be back soon." She started to walk away with me confused and frustrated.
Once she was at the door I called her name. She turned around to face me. "Will your wife be there?" She didn't show any face change so I took that as a good sign she didn't know what happened between us.
"No she shouldn't. But I did tell her you were coming just in case." I nodded my head as she left my office. I know Skylar said she wouldn't be home but she also said she told her I was coming. So deep down,
I knew she was home.
Waiting for me.