I snuggled closer to the warmth, letting it wrapped in up in its presence.
Coming down from dreamland, sleep leaving my body as I entered into reality. I pecked one eye open, not yet ready to surrender to whatever awaits me but I have to my body telling me I need relieve myself. I try to turn away from him to get out of bed.
Dwight's hand, wrapping around my waist, squeezing me each time I try to shift away.
Now fully awake, I try to wiggle free.
"Dwight, I need to pee, let go." I giggle when his hand tickle my side.
"Stop, I'm going to pee myself." He chuckled, moving his face closer to mine, he
"Never will I let go of you." His voice took on a serious tone, you could hear the genuineness coming from him.
I was at a lost for words, how could one person say such things and then turn around and hurt the very person, they said it to.
My subconscious steps in.
In turn, you cannot compare him and Matthew, they are both of the same anatomy, however they may differ in certain areas. They do not think the same, I'm sure they differ intellectually, emotionally, mentally and many other allies.
Do not let the hurt you received from Matthew, shield you away from the love you ought to receive. Dwight seems genuine in everything that he does for you. Why not take a step in faith and see where it might go.
Remember do not dive head first in it, take baby steps, crawl like a snail if you feel you need to but do not limit yourself to happiness. You deserve to be happy. He wants to make you happy, let him.
You're right, I need to let go and be happy.
"Dwight, I need to pee, let go."
He reluctantly released me from his grip. I dashed into the bathroom to relieve myself.
Washing my hands and staring at myself in the mirror, I try to remember the last time I was ever happy. The last time I was happy, I was with Dwight. We went to his parents house that weekend.
I couldn't remember when I was happy with Matthew. We argued so....much, it made my head hurt. The constant bickering, his ever changing mood and attitude, him controlling every move I made, everything I wore. I don't want that life anymore.
I walked back into the bedroom, Dwight was on his side turned away from me.
I took in the powerful muscles in his back, the smooth chocolate skin that I want to run my tongue over. The strong arms I want to be wrapped up in all the time.
He turned over, giving me a smug smile.
"I could feel you burning holes in my back."
"Oh yea?"
"Yes, I dont mind though. Do you like what you see?"
"You know I do."
He moved towards me, placing a kiss on my lips. He moved away, resting his forehead on mine.
"Amelia...he started.
"Yes?"
He was having an internal struggle, the words dying to come but but he held them back.
"Lets get dressed, the court house is only opened until 1:00pm today." He said walking into the bathroom.
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He held my hand the entire journey to the court house. I was nervous, I never thought that it would come to this.
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I paused at the entrance, wondering if I'm making to right choice.
"You're making the right choice." He said disrupting my thoughts.
"What?"
"You said it out loud, this is the first step in taking your life back. Don't let him continue to think that he can control you. Be free of him Lia."
"You're right, I'm taking my life back."
Gathering the courage I know have within, I held his hand and stepped through the door.
We stopped at the desk of the court clerk. She had a tiny plaque with her name and occupation on it. 'Elizabeth bathmore, Court Clerk'
"Hi, good morning." I said with a smile on my face.
The clerk looked up at us, "Good morning, how can I help you?"
"My name is Amelia Banks and I want to file a restraining order against my ex-boyfriend."
A look flashed in her eyes, I caught it just before it disappeared, pity. She must have seen countless women coming through here in the same situation as me.
"You've come to the right place. There are several forms to be filled out. Will you have a lawyer or you'll be representing yourself?"
"I'll be representing myself."
"Ok, give me a minute, I'll get you the forms."
She got up and went to a large filing cabinet.
I stood at the desk taking in her appearance, she looked to be in her late 50's, salt and pepper hair, wrinkles at her eyes and a wide mouth. She was dressed in a black blazer, white button down blouse, grey skirt and wide low heels.
Once she returned, she had several forms in her hands. She went through each form, explaining what should be written and what should not be written.
"There is a small room just down the hall on the left, there is a sign on the door, it's called, study room. It has a table and a few chairs, you can use that room if you want privacy. If not you can sit over there by the fountain and fill out your forms. Once your finished we have a self help centre, two doors down from the study room. You can stop there, if you want somone to review your papers."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome dear." The look that flashed before in her eyes, I saw it again.
Dwight took the papers and we headed in the direction of the study room. We were in the study room for more than an hour.
I let a groan and rubbed my neck. "Ugh, I have a kink in my neck."
Dwight reached over and rubbed the spot I was just rubbing.
"Feel better?" He asked.
"Yes, thank you." I took his hands in mine and looked up at him.
"Dwight, thank you for being here with me and everything you've done for me. I'll forever be grateful."
"I told you before Lia, you're very important to me, I would do anything for you. I wouldn't want to be anywhere else."
He leaned over and kissed me, I kissed him back. He took my face in his hands and deepened the kiss. He then swiped his tongue across my lips, seeking permission to enter. A moan escaped my mouth and he took the opportunity to stick his tongue in my mouth.
His hands moved from my face to my neck to my breasts, he pulled away, got up from his chair, lifted me in his arms and placed me on the desk.
He shifted my legs to the sides and stepped in between. Using his hand to guide my face towards his, he planted his lips on mine once more. He kissed me with so much firece and passion. I moaned a little louder. I started rubbing my crotch on his front, I could feel his member rising.
A knock on the door brought us to a halt. He stepped away so swifly, he almost lost his balance. I quickly got off the desk and straightened my top.
Someone tapped on the door again. "Just checking on you dear."
I placed my hand on my chest, oh it's just Elizabeth.
"Come in." I said.
"Just checking on you dear, everything ok? Do you need anything?"
"No thank you, I'm almost finished. We'll be out shortly."
"Remember to stop at the self help centre."
"We will."
Once she closed the door, I turned to Dwight smiling.
"That was close."
"Yes it was, now I have a raging hard on. We need to hurry, remember they close at 1:00pm."
After every form was completed, we stopped at the self help centre, where we met Zion, he looked over the papers then said everything was good to go, I should make at least 7 copies and then return to the court clerk so that she can take them to the judge and after file them.
We made the copies and took them back to Elizabeth.
"Ok great, I'll take these to the Judge, Judge Terrence Maverick. You can sit in the waiting room. I'll let you know if you need to go in. If not then hell look over your forms and make a decision."
It turns out we didn't need to go in, Elizabeth came back, handing me a few papers. Lookig at them, A Temporary Restraining Order was granted and I had a hearing in two weeks at 9:00am.
"Ok dear, so now that your order was granted, I need to file the originals."
The took the originals and filed them stamping 'Filed' on each of the copies.
"You need to get someone to serve the order, ensure that when that is done, the servers comes here to fill out proof of personal service. Everything just be done before your court hearing."
"Yes, thank you very much."
We left the court house, Dwight's hand around my waist.
"Where do you want to go now?" Dwight asked.
"Anywhere. I didn't want to go home as yet. I needed to clear my mind.
We got in his jeep and he drove to the park.
We sat in the truck, the silence and his presence calming me.
"So this is the beginning? This is where I starting taking my life back." I said breaking the silence.
"Yes and I will be there with you, every step you take. He said reassuring me."
"Thank you for being in my life Dwight."
We talked for almost an hour, about any and everything.
I turned to him. "I know that you said you would wait until I'm ready to start over.
"Yes I remember."
"I'm ready."
The weight I was carrying, lifted the moment those words left my lips.
He smiled and then kissed me. "I have waited so long to hear those words. You've made me a very happy man.
I smiled and kissed him.
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