2 comments/ 10809 views/ 0 favorites Someone Like You By: MsBHaved "We shouldn't even be here together, Chuck," Jordan said, sitting on his bed, attempting to study, biology book in hand. "Why's that?" Charlie asked, feigning innocence. "It's perfectly all right for us to study together." "We never study together, Charlie. We always find ourselves into dangerous territory." "Hey, you kissed me last week. So don't even go there," he teased. "It was just to prove a point," Jordan argued, rolling so she wasn't laying on the edge of the bed. One sudden movement from Charlie, and she would be on the floor. "How well you can tease me?" Charlie grinned at her. "Was that your point?" "I didn't hear you complaining." "No complaints were necessary." He lifted his hands above his head and yawned. "But you did it to me on purpose just to tease me." "You can always tease back, Charlie," Jordan said with a self-satisfied smile. "I just know you won't." "What makes you say that?" Charlie asked, feeling he was just insulted. "Because of your self-control. But let's just say if I wasn't with James..." Jordan let her voice trail off as she turned her attention back to her book. "Oh, really?" He looked surprised and sat up to look at her. "If you weren't with James, then what?" "It's not important," Jordan amended, realizing she just put her foot in her mouth. Charlie was not going to let this go now. "Yes, it is. You wouldn't have brought it up if it wasn't." He lightly stroked his thumb along her stomach that was bare from her cropped sweater. When she didn't say anything, he kept going. "For starters, our relationship is weird, Charlie. You can't get around that." "And?" he prompted. Jordan rolled over to face Charlie, and his hands continued to travel the width of her slender waist. She was silent, taking in the feel of his soft fingertips on her bare skin. "I've never been able to hang out with someone like you before." "Someone like me?" He looked down at her and began playing with her belly chain. She's so beautiful. "Someone I'm attracted to," she whispered. She looked directly in his eyes, her desire mirrored in his. "So you're attracted to me, huh?" Charlie said with a smirk on his face, and Jordan reached over and slugged him in the shoulder. "Don't make me regret I told you," Jordan said, looking into his eyes. "You didn't say anything that wasn't true," Charlie whispered. Her skin was soft and warm beneath his fingertips. When he brushed very lightly along her waist, she squirmed slightly and winced. "On both sides of the coin, or bed in this case." "Then you feel it, too?" She looked directly at him, looking for signs that he was bullshitting her. She got very nervous when she realized he wasn't. "Of course I feel it," he affirmed. "I felt it the first time you touched me. I can't do anything about it." Charlie sighed heavily and raked a hand through his hair. Jordan took his hand and placed it over her stomach again. "You didn't have to stop." Wordlessly, Charlie caressed her stomach and let his hands travel up in soft circles up to her ribcage. He worked his way up to the bottom of her bra. When she didn't say anything, they drifted to the underside of her breasts. He looked at her and her eyes were closed, clearly enjoying what he was doing. One of us is going to have to call a time out soon, Charlie thought, but it won't be me, and not yet. To Charlie's surprise, the bra had front clasps, and he could easily slip his hands underneath to massage her breasts. He cupped one in his hand and she shifted towards him. "Does that tickle?" he whispered, his voice low and thick with emotion. Jordan shook her head no; she didn't trust herself enough to speak. She just looked at him. Charlie's heart beat faster the more she let him touch her in soft places. All of a sudden, Jordan sat up. Charlie was afraid she was going to leave and he reached out for her hand. "Jordan, don't--" He called out to her, but she had already straddled his legs and sat facing him. Her ass rested against his thighs and her knees pressed into the bed on either side of him. "Don't what?" she purred, delighting in his obvious discomfort. Charlie took a deep breath. Thoughts of his old elementary teachers and music theory practices weren't working; his pants were getting pretty tight and he was sure she could feel him. Especially with the position they were in now. He closed his eyes when he felt her hands run up his stomach and rest lightly on his shoulders. He opened his eyes to discover Jordan had taken off her shirt, and left the bra exposed. His favorite color: dark blue. Charlie nearly broke the snaps off trying to get her bra opened. He slid it off her back and let it drop to the floor. His eyes stayed locked with hers as she undid each button on his green and white plaid shirt. She slid it off his shoulders then kissed down the length of his chest. She let her lips linger on one of his hardened nipples, and he moaned audibly. "Shit," he cursed softly as she kissed and sucked his nipples. He was so hard he hurt. One loud, insistent thought dominated his mind; one clear image. The memory of one particular sensation screamed at him, and he wanted very desperately to give in. He closed his eyes and banged his head several times against the backboard. It took all the self-control he possessed not to rip the rest of her clothes off. "What's wrong?" Jordan whispered in his ear. "Do you want me to stop?" "Nothing's wrong...everything's wrong..." Charlie was breathing so hard he could barely catch his breath. "God, no...don't stop." "Don't you want this?" Jordan whispered. "Don't you want me?" "You don't know how much I want you. But you're not free. I can't fuck you knowing you belong to someone else." "I knew this would be an issue," Jordan spoke, resting her chest on his. "James doesn't have to know." Charlie looked at her, a bewildered expression on his face. "What are you saying?" "I love James, but I find you undeniably sexy, and I want to fuck you." She drew the last five words out slowly, so there would be no mistaking what she was telling him. Charlie got this big grin on his face and laughed softly. "I have to say no sober woman has ever said that to me before. I'm flattered." Jordan wrapped her arms around him. "I was hoping you'd say that." She licked her lips and bent her head to make slow, subtle kisses against his earlobe. His body completely tensed up, and then within seconds, he had flipped Jordan onto her back and was deliberately driving his hips against her while he kissed her like she would be the last woman he'd ever kiss. He held her against him so there were no empty spaces between them; the only noise in the room was the sounds of their mouths attacking each other in a fervent kiss. She let her hands travel the length of his body. She couldn't stop touching him now even if her life depended on it. Her breath was coming in short, quick gasps, and she thought she really was going to come then and there. She pulled her mouth away from Charlie's hastily and took in quick breaths. "I've never wanted you as much as I do right now," Jordan said, "but I don't want to come without you inside me." "I want to come inside you," Charlie said, hastily unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans. Jordan answered him with a kiss, while helping him slide her jeans past her hips and off onto the floor. She quickly shed her panties, wiggling underneath him to kick them off her ankles. "You are going to have to stop shaking like that," Charlie admonished her. "Why?" Jordan asked, her voice husky and sexy. She didn't even think her voice could do that. "Because I'm going to come in my jeans if you don't," he answered through gritted teeth. "Well, we'll just have to do something about it." Jordan loosened the grip of her thighs and Charlie didn't waste any time unsnapping his jeans. His hands brushed between her legs while undoing the zipper and she couldn't believe the sensation that shot through her body. He yanked the pants off his legs and bent down kissing her mouth, neck, ears, and every other part of her body not covered by his body. Jordan lifted her hips towards his and sucked in her breath as the smooth, hard head of Charlie's penis found its way inside her body. He rotated his hips and moved back and forth with small, shallow strokes. Charlie's breath came in short pants and he thought his heart was going to jump out of his chest. "This probably isn't the best time to be asking this," Charlie began, willing his hips to be still, "but are you on the pill?" "What?" Jordan challenged, wrapping her legs higher around his body and gripping his thighs with her ankles. "You can't stop now," she gasped. Jordan arched against him helplessly, seeking more of the sensations that zinged through her body like before. Charlie swore savagely, and held her hips in place. "Damn it, Jordan, are you on the pill?" he exclaimed, sweat beading on his brow and dripping down in his eyes. The muscles in his arms were taut from holding her hips still so she couldn't grind his penis further in her body. "Yes," she exclaimed, her voice as emotionally charged as his. With the permission of one word, Charlie gripped her hips and thrust inside of her with a deep, neverending stroke, and his hips slammed against hers fast and hard; she came with the same intensity. She screamed as pleasure waves shot through her body, and fire rippled through every nerve ending in her body. He came a second after she did, the rhythm in his hips driving into her with brute force. Deeper and deep he probed, causing her to moan in time with the rhythm of the headboard banging against the wall. He was breathing hard, trying his best to suck in air to refill his lungs. He had never felt this way after sex with anyone; to him, sex was just sex, a bodily function mostly enjoyed with another person. This was definitely more than sex; he loved this woman. Someone Like You Her fingers trailed down his arm to entwine fingers. Those strong fingers that had just been holding her body down, pinning her to the bed. Now it was just a hand cuddling up to her own, warming it with life. The way these hands could transform in such a small amount of time always shocked her. They still held the potential, but now it as just a warm presence. They'd been an item for over two years. Two menacing years. Two years of self-exploration and discovery. It wasn't an extraordinary meeting. In fact it wasn't even noteworthy. A mutual friend had set them up on a blind date, thinking they would click with one another, and apparently that friend had been right. They'd met for coffee and had ended up spending the whole night talking to one another at a twenty four hour restaurant. From then on it'd been as easy as going downhill. It wasn't until they'd been together for a few months before the topic had even been approached. She knew that he had certain tastes about sex that he repressed for her. He'd never said anything to her. It was all in the way he would hold her in a certain position even though she whimpered. The way he'd bite at her skin until it almost broke. This would only happen every blue moon and he was always so careful and lovable afterward that she tried to just go along with it, but there was no denying it. The fateful day was one she'd never forget. She had to know what he was holding back. They'd been together for almost six months and she was in love with him, although she hadn't told him yet. It was always on the tip of her tongue but it could never vocalize itself. How could you be fully in love with someone who you could tell was holding back something from you? So she'd made a nice dinner and dressed nicely to set the scene. Of course everyone hides something in a relationship. It's how you keep your sanity. You need a shade of mystery so you don't completely lose yourself inside of another person. Sex is different though, completely different. When people hold back their interests they start to feel stifled and unsatisfied, which is what leads people to stray. She didn't want him to stray; she wanted him to stay put. She wanted him to be as happy with her as she was with him. "Jenny, I'm home," He shouted as he walked in the door. She'd recently given him a key to her apartment hoping that he'd eventually move in with her since her apartment was the larger of the two. "I'm in here Ben," she was putting the last touches on the lasagna she'd pulled out of the oven, continuing to bustle around the kitchen. "Oh, what's that I smell darling? Is it what I think it is?" He swung in the kitchen at that moment, wrapping his arms around her almost as though he wanted to melt into her. "What did I do to warrant such a meal? Is this the break up meal?" Although his tone told her he was only joking, that and the light kisses he was placing on her neck. "Silly boy, I just wanted to do something special for you. Wait till you get to dessert." She chuckled a bit as she went to pry his arms off of her. "What's for dess-" and he got the innuendo and she used the moment to break free of his grip. Sometimes it was adorable how naive he could be. It was one of the first things that drew her to him, the fact that he could talk to her about things other than sex. Most of the guys she'd gone on dates with had made everything about sex far too soon for her to be comfortable with. He had always been so patient and kind to her. They ate dinner in silence, just enjoying one another's company. She couldn't understand how they could be so comfortable in this type of silence but not be fully honest with one another. She felt this odd compulsion to share things with him. Things she didn't normally want to tell people. He'd accepted everything gracefully, but hadn't offered to share information with her. "Ben, I had something I wanted to talk about." Her hands were hidden under the table where she was tugging and pulling on the napkin she'd placed to protect her dress. So many things could go wrong. So many things were on the line. "Should I be worried about this discussion?" The face she was so in love with was etched with worry. His blue eyes seemed a darker blue due to the strain. His wide lips that she so loved to lose herself in were turned upside down. She could even see the emotion etched into his high cheekbones and his straight nose. This face she was so in love with bordered on being too feminine, but the jawline and the nose seemed to add just the right amount masculinity to balance the features out. She shook her head, "not in the way you think." Her fingers found their way into her hair. Why couldn't she just spit out what she wanted to say? It wasn't as though he was going to break up with her over a bit of curiosity. He wasn't that kind of guy, or at least she was hoping. "Baby, you have to spit it out. Because whatever you're thinking I'm sure it's ten times worse in my head." The chair squeaked a bit as he made his way out of it walking over to her. He knelled down next to her and wrapped his big hands around her small ones. "Just spit it out." She sighed, but figured it was now or never. "I know this is going to sound silly. I mean it sounds silly to me in my head, but it won't make its way out of my head and I just keep wondering. I keep thinking that eventually you're going to tell me if it's that big of a deal, but you haven't yet. And these thoughts!" She stood up out of her own chair and started pacing. "Benjamin, are you happy with our sex life? Because I trust you to tell me if you aren't or if you want more. I've told you everything but it seems like there's something you're holding back from me. And how can we make this work if you're holding things back from me?" Tears found their way onto her face from out of nowhere. Not even she realized how much this had bothered her. "Oh Jenny," his arms materialized around her. "Do you really want to know? Because if you really want to know then I'll tell you, there's not much I wouldn't give you that you want. But you have to be prepared for the answer." He walked a few steps away from her and began talking more to himself then to her. Inwardly he thought, "how could she be prepared though?! What could such a wonderful girl know of this? She's probably going to think I'm some sexual deviant. You're probably going to break up with me and never want to speak to me." She went to shake her head and tell him how wrong he was when he continued. "If I tell you then you have to promise not to think poorly of me. Please." It was nice to see that she wasn't the only one a little flustered. As soon as she saw how his eyes were pleading with her she couldn't deny him. "Ben, I'll love you no matter what you say. I love you so very much." There she'd told him that she loved him. Finally. For a moment his whole face lit up with the realization of what she had said before reality sank back in. "Why did you have to tell me that you loved me now? Now if you get upset it's going to be so much worse." "Benny, I'm not going to get upset. I just want you to talk to me about it. All I want is for you to be honest with me. I love you, and now you just have to let me love all of you." A sigh made its way out of his lips before he started his fateful speech, "I'm not a good man. I'm far from it. I've done dirty things. Things a girl like you probably has no idea about. Things a girl like you has probably never even heard of. How do I tell you about those things? How do I look you in the eyes after I tell you what I have to tell you? How are you going to love me after?" He walked into the living room, sinking down in the over-sized chair. "Do you know what a sadist is Jennifer?" She sat in his lap and nodded, "It's someone that likes to cause others pain.' "Yes, very much so. I'm what's considered a sadist. I like causing pain. I like seeing it etched into someone's face. I like watching them struggle and fight against it, and eventually submitting to what I do. Do you know what that's like? I like tying up pretty little girls and hitting them. I like feeling their bodies squirm. To see how silently they take the pain, with tears streaking down their faces. You have no idea about that I bet. The most risky thing you've probably ever done is have sex in a public place. I bet that's the only thing that's ever made you feel like a whore." At the end his words were barely escaping his mouth in a whisper, his breath tickling her ear. These words though... She'd never expected him to say this. She knew he liked pain a little bit, but she couldn't deny that his penis was becoming firmer every word he uttered. These things really did it for him. "Ben, I think I deserve a little more credit than that. Sometimes you lose a bit of that control and you've hurt me. You've done things that no one else has ever done to me." Even she could tell her voice sounded a little breathy. Maybe it was the fact that she loved him, or maybe he just hadn't realized he missed these things he was talking about, but he figured he might as well try to talk to her about it. "And how did these things make you feel Jennifer? Did it make you feel dirty? Did you like it? I bet you did. I bet you're wet thinking about it now. I bet that little pussy of yours is melting all over itself." Something about his face, the way he muttered his words or even just his word choice scared her. He looked dangerous. Her sweet Benjamin looked dangerous. But it was exciting. "I don't know how it made me feel. I was always so shocked when you did those things that I didn't really process these things. You're always so soft and gentle and then suddenly you were biting me hard enough to bruise. And we never talked about it. I just figured it was an accident and you didn't mean for it to happen, but then something else would happen." He grabbed her under her chin and forced her to look at her, having the same mantra she had earlier; it's now or never. "I asked you a question; you're supposed to answer yes or no. Does it excite you when I do things like that to you?" He spoke harshly, holding on to her chin just a little more roughly then he ought to. She looked him right in the eyes and he was a different man. She knew a side of him, but she didn't know all of him. She'd given her heart so completely to a man she hardly knew, regardless she nodded. "It does." "So the good little girl gets excited by danger." He licked along the side of her face. One of the first things that had drawn him to her was that she was a natural beauty. She hardly ever wore make up. All he could taste was her clean flesh, and a little bit of sweat that had started to seep out. "Strip for me then." He watched her get up out of his lap without objecting. She was wearing a simple sundress that suited her body, especially those legs. The dress was just short enough to show them off to their maximum effect, but still conservative enough to be worn out in public. The neckline hinted at her ample cleavage without showing, and it clung to every curve. The dress was sexy enough to tease, but innocent all the same. She peeled the straps off her shoulders and the dress dropped to the floor. All she'd been wearing under the dress were a simple pair of cotton boy shorts that hugged her ass to perfection. "Very nice, now take the panties off, slowly." And again she complied. "Has anyone ever hurt you before Jennifer? On purpose?" He watched her chest heave with each breath. This really did excite her. He was flying. She shook her head. He'd expected as much. "I'm going to hurt you now. On purpose. And you're going to ask for it and thank me for doing it. Do you understand?" She looked at him with a childlike innocence, "It's not going to hurt too much is it?" She trusted him, but with that look in his eyes she didn't know. If he said he wasn't going to really hurt her she trusted him. She did. She had to. How can you love someone if you don't trust them? "Have you ever been spanked before? For doing something wrong?" She shook her head to this. Of course she hadn't. Her parents were loving and kind. "I'm going to spank you now. Since it's your first time and you've done nothing wrong it won't hurt too much, but if you don't beg me for every hit and I feel as though you aren't genuine it's going to hurt a lot more." He ran his hand over her ass, cupping one cheek and then the other, digging his nails in slightly. She shivered involuntarily. This man she knew every inch of physically was changing right before her eyes. He'd always been a good deal taller than she was but now she felt it, felt him looming above her. The thought excited her. "I want you to bend over my knee. Your ass is going to be sticking up in the air and I'm going to spank you. You understand? It's going to be both humiliating and painful. You don't have to do this." If they got through this he was going to have to explain the rules to her. They were going to have to go through things. But right now his body was so racked with excitement that he didn't have the patience to talk about things. She waited until he sat down in the chair to begin her seductive walk over to him, throwing in every hip shake she could in the few steps it would take to reach him. If this is what it took to keep him she could do it. What was a bit of pain in sex anyways? His eyes watched her take every step, every foot fall. There was something sexy about her even though she didn't mean for there to be most of the time. Maybe that was part of the reason she was so sexy, she didn't mean to be. But when she tried, god when she tried, she was like walking sex. "You want me bent over your knee right?" When he nodded she crawled over his legs, balancing herself so she wouldn't tumble over. "I'm ready." "I'm ready what?" He didn't know how much she knew about these games. Would she call him Sir? Would she call him Master? Or would she call him Benjamin? The pure fact that he didn't know sent pleasure to him. The sheer excitement that his Jenny was laying on his lap, naked, waiting to be spanked. "I'm ready Sir?" She hoped that was right. "Good girl. Now little one, I'm going to begin. We'll start off with ten slaps on each cheek. It's going to sting, and if you want me to stop you have to ask. But if you ask me to stop I'm going to be very disappointed in you. You're not going to like what happens when I get disappointed Jennifer." His fingers were brushing against the skin around her ass, not touching. Barely touching her skin in general. She kept waiting for the smacks to come, but he just kept trailing his fingers over her thighs, lightly between her legs, her lower back. Her face reddened when he touched her inner thighs, he had to know how wet this was making her. He had to be able to smell her. After what seemed like forever he was still just running his fingertips over his skin, teasing her. Taunting her. She had to admit it was working. The anticipation of what was going to happen excited her. Finally his hand came down in a firm slap against her left cheek. The sudden pain rocked her body. It wasn't so much that it had hurt, but after all the teasing she had forgotten that she was supposed to brace herself. He'd kept one hand teasing her right thigh and brought the other one down in a solid attack. She could feel the stinging though. And to add to the pain he trailed his fingers along it, scratching almost. "Now what are you supposed to do Jennifer? What did you forget to do?" He hit the same cheek in the same spot a little harder this time. It was her first time; he'd go easy on her. "I'm sorry Sir, thank you, would you do it again? I'd like if you did it again." She felt humiliation flood her even as the next smack came down a little lower. Despite the humiliation she did it again and again. The whole time she could feel the hardness of him pressed into her stomach. By the end of the first ten smacks he seemed to have covered every inch of her ass, and even a bit of her thigh. Not only did it sting, but it burned. She was certain her tan skin was red, but she'd done it. She'd lasted all ten without asking him to stop. "I'm very proud of you. It seems my little slut likes a bit of pain. Doesn't she?" He was trailing his fingers over the redness of her ass. He was still convinced this was a dream and he was going to wake up. He didn't wait for her to respond before saying, "Now it's time for the other cheek. Since this one didn't bother you too much I'm going to try to push it a bit further. Jennifer, you can stop anytime you want." Even now, putting through her body through this, he was the Benjamin she knew and loved. He was still loving and caring. Maybe this side of him wasn't so different. "I'm ready," she heard the words come out of her mouth and she didn't even know she'd said them. They didn't even sound like her. Her voice was hoarse and low. This time she was ready for the hit but that didn't make it hurt any less. In fact it may have made the pain more. "More, harder, please." The words came out in pants. She wanted him to hurt her. She wanted him to make her feel these things. She could feel juices slipping down the front of her. Whether she wanted to admit it or not this excited her. The feeling of his hand on her ass, hitting her and then using his fingers to trail the spot, digging his nails further in every couple of hits. His left hand snaked around her neck and lifted her. She was curved now; her ass raised just a little bit more. God she was so sexy there on his lap, dripping her girl juice all down his leg. This was more then he'd hoped for. He squeezed his hand a bit around her neck and heard her moan. She was begging him to hit her harder; she was begging him to hurt her. It was almost enough to finish him off. His hand was hot against her throat, squeezing enough for pressure. Her girl parts were on fire. She needed him to touch her so badly, but somehow she knew he'd get upset with her if she tried to touch herself without his permission. She was so close to finishing though. So close. If only he'd touch her there. He'd only have to do it for a minute or so before her body would respond in the way it was meant to. When he had finished the slaps against her skin he pulled her by the neck into a kneeling position. "How did that make you feel Jennifer?" He asked as he walked around her. Seeing her looking up at him from that position made him need to distract himself. It was too early still for him to come. It was too early for him to give in to her. Lightly he trailed his fingers over her nipples, teasing her into moaning loudly for him. Suddenly he slapped her cheek enough for her to feel it. "I asked you how did that make you feel Jennifer. You are supposed to answer me when I ask you a question, like a good little girl instead of some slut feeling her body. Maybe you don't need to come. Maybe your cunt is happy just the way it is." Her face dropped. She needed to come. It would be unfair of him to leave her like this, her body on fire. "I'm sorry Sir, I didn't mean to. It made me feel good. My whole body is on fire." She kept her hands at her side even though she wanted to trail them all over her skin, to savor this feeling. She wanted to trail between her legs and trace her lips and stick two fingers in when she couldn't take it anymore. She'd never felt this turned on before. This was too big. It was almost too big for her to take. "I need to come, so bad. Benjamin, touch me please? Do something. I don't care. Just make me come." The words were out of her mouth before she could stop them but she didn't regret them. Begging him for these things only turned her on more. He slapped her face again, a little harder. "Who do you think is in control here slut? Do you think you are? You'll come when I say you can and not a second before or I'm going to make you wish you hadn't. Do you understand that?" She nodded. This was going even better than he could have dreamed. He grabbed a nipple and rolled it between his two fingers. "You want this don't you? Tell me who's dirty little whore you are and I'll suck on the other one. If you make it really believable I may even bite it." Someone Like You CH. 1 "I'm tired of being alone." Elizabeth Anne Gorden announced to her three best friends while at their usual Saturday lunch date. Looking down at her food that she no longer had a taste for, she pushed the plate away. Giving her full attention back to the ladies sitting around her she waited for their response. All she got was two sighs and a grumble. "Really you guys are not going to say anything, I need your guidance or I could start my cat collection and the age of 23 how about that?" "Izzy what do you expect us to say you haven't have a decent date since you broke up with Sean at the end of our first year of college. You never told us why you broke up with him and we all were ready for the two of you two get married. Then you disappeared for three months, we didn't know where you were and when you came back you didn't explain anything to us your, best friends. Now you want our help come on.'' Jessica took a deep breath. "Jess you didn't have to go so hard on her. Look Izzy you know we want what's best for you but you have to admit it's been like a revolving door down there lately." Zoe said laughing in her thick Puerto Rican/New York accent. "ZOE!" Sara shirked. "You're no better than Jessica. She serious and I think she wants our help or she wouldn't be telling us. Now Izzy you need to explain to us what exactly you mean.'' ''Thank you Sara and Zoe I have only slept with two of those guys bringing my number to three. We can't say the same about you now can we?'' Izzy had to think about this one even though her friend were all right with there comment it didn't make her feel any better about herself. The vision she had of her life at this point wasn't living up to her expectations. Career wise she was where she wants to be as a nurse in the emergency of a local Children's Hospital. She lives in a nice condo in the meat packing district and owned her own car but something just didn't click. 'What do I want' she asked herself and as she glanced over to the pregnant couple sitting next to them it clicked. "I want that. I want to go home at night to more than just Bailey wanting for me to fill her bowl after a long day at work. I want, no wait scratch that, I need a man there waiting for me when I get there to hear how my day went and to rub ma feet." "Chica I keep telling you not even our manicurist wants to touch those things.'' Zoe giggled. "But you love that fat ball of fur you call a cat." Jessica snorted. "Zoe stay focused." Sara said hitting her with her elbow as she patted Izzy's hand. "Well sweetie, you need to start taking the guys you've been dating more serious if you want find that one for you." "I know Sara and I try but there's just something that's missing from them." She sighed. "Why can't I find him? He's out there isn't he? And Jess I do love my cat just because she doesn't like you doesn't mean you have to be nasty towards her. Zoe if you don't stay off my feet. You don't hear me saying anything about your ever changing eyebrows I mean we aren't five anymore its not ok for you to still continue to experiment with them. " "Boom she told you!" Jessica laughed. Zoe's hand shot up to her eyebrows. "You always go for the low blow Izzy. I put to much Nair yesterday, does it really look that bad I have a date tonight?" "That's what you get and no they don't look that bad I just wanted you to she how it felt." She laughed. "Ok, back to the subject at hand. Izzy you need to let go and not be so frigid be more open don't allow your fears to stop you from trying new thing." Sara said not wanting to be sidetracked. "Let me tell you why she doesn't try to get to know these guys that she dates. Their not 6'4 with sea green and blue eyes, dark brown hair, perfectly tanned with creamy skin, and a surfer body that knows how to make her cum fifty ways to Sunday. See basically none of these guys she goes out with is Sean Matthews and will never be." Jessica said with a smirk on her face as everyone stares at her stone faced. "Then tell me I'm lying and I won't talk anymore but you can't because you know I'm right." "JESSICA can you please leave Sean's name out of our conversation he has nothing to do with this, I moved on a long time ago from my relationship with him so stop bring him up!" She practically yelled but caught herself when she noticed people were staring at her. "My bad damn Elizabeth, I was just stating the fact you don't have to be so aggressive." Sara rolled her eyes. "I'm ready to go were's the waiter so I can pay the bill it is my turn right?" Sara said looking around the restaurant for to signal the waiter for the bill. After she got his attention and paid for their meal she stood hugging her friend's goodbye then left them sitting there. As she walked she could hear Sara fussing with Jessica and Zoe as she walked away. "Now look what you two did; she's leaving and her feelings are more than likely hurt! Are you proud of yourselves?" Sara asked look at both of them. "No hice nada (I did nothing). This time it was all Jess' fault.'' Looking at Jessica she say "Sometimes you need to let things go. We agreed to let her tell us what happened that summer when she's ready. Siempre tienes que empujar boca grande. (You always have to push, big mouth)." "Shut up Zoe, if you have a say in it you never do anything." Giving Zoe the finger she then turned to Sara. "You really need to stop babying her. We know something happened to her that summer and she needs to talk about it. Keeping that shit in doesn't help her. It's been four years when will she be ready?" "Y no oivides el hecho de que su entrometido." (And don't forget the fact that you're nosey.) Zoe mumbled. That was the last part of the conversation she was able to hear before she got to far away. ************ Never mind I'll find someone like I wish nothing but the best for you to don't forget me I beg I remember you said sometimes it lasts in love but sometime it hurts instead. Sometimes I wonder why I bought this damn CD. Izzy thought to herself as she drove home, after leaving the restaurant she went the grocery store to pick up a couple thing for her house. Now 3 blocks away from home Adele has her thinking about the one person she tries so hard to forget. 4 years 7 months ago "Babe hurry I want to get on the Ferris wheel before the line get to long!" Elizabeth was like a kid in a candy story she was so cute. With finals over at last she could finally unwind with the one person that makes her feel free Sean. "Izzy slow down we just got her there is no need to rush I thought you said in the car that you were hungry how about we go get something to eat and check out some of the venders first don't you want me to win you one of those over stuffed bear?" Sean was trying his best to steer to get her to go in the opposite direction. "If we do it now we won't have to worry about it for the rest of the night and I know how much you hate getting on the Ferris Wheel but you know I'll hold you hand the whole time and if you lucky I'll even give you a kiss." She teased as she walked them close to the ride. "Who said anything about being scared I just thought you would want to eat first. But if you want to get on the ride lets go and I'll tell you this I'll be cashing in on that kiss and I want it all.'' "You can't have it all we're in public there's kids here." Izzy said laughing and blushing all at the same time. "Wanna bet, bring that ass and let's get this over with now." As Sean paid for the tickets she stood in the line watch all the girls around him wonder where they could find a guy like him. She love Sean with every fiber of her soul in the three years they'd been together they had yet to have a serious argument about anything. They had started dating the summer after their sophomore year in high school following an incident where he nearly mowed her down with his power scooter but luckily for her she jumped out of his way. Once he got finished begging her not to tell his parent and noticed how beautiful she was that was all she wrote then been stuck like glue. She'd never been close with anyone other than Sara, Jessica, and Zoe that all changed after that summer. "Stop thinking about me.'' Sean caught her day dreaming so he decided to sneak up behind her after kissing her neck he turned her to face him. He started walking her backward as the line began moving again. "Have I told you how sexy you look in this little white skirt and the girls they are phenomenal in this top. I just want to suck on them so bad.'' Kissing her again but this time at that spot right next to her ear making her moan from deep in her throat while still try to push him away. "How about we blow this joint and go back to my place and I relieve you of these clothes." "Sean, baby wait we can not do this here remember you got us kick out of the movies last week because of this now take your hands off my ass and back away for my neck. I not ready to go and if we keep this up that is what will happen." She blew him a kiss as she filled the gap that they'd caused in the line. Sean stood watching he walk away giving him some time so the erection that he worked up could go do. It always amazed him how strong his love and attraction was toward her was. His caramel queen as he would call her when they where making love. She stood 5'7 with dark brown hair her eyes were the color of melted caramel and skin looked like roasted almonds on a cold winter day. Now her body was out of this world 38DD's that stood at perfect attention, a flat stomach, small waist, and an ass that sat just right in her pant's it made him want to squeeze every time he saw her. Snapping himself of the day dream he closed the gap that formed between the two of them. As the rides conductor helped her into the seat of the ride Sean took a deep breath and prepared himself for the dreadful ride. "Stop being a baby and get on the ride." Izzy with a big smile on her face patted the open space next to her. As their seat raised into the night sky a sense of peace come over Sean this is what he wanted for the rest of their lives. He knew that this young woman sitting next to him was going to eventually be his wife and give him many babies. If it was up to him they would have already been married with a baby on the way but knowing how important getting a degree is to her made him put off asking her until to marry him until the graduate. "I love you." Snuggling up next Sean Izzy kissed his cheek. Getting off the Farris wheel they strolled hand in hand to the area designated for food. "I want popcorn and a hotdog with extra sautéed onions." "I'm going to have some cotton candy and a ginger ale, my stomach hurts a little." Izzy told Sean as to walk up to the food booth. "I told you that we shouldn't have gone on the ride. Now you don't feel well. We should leave after this; you should go home and sleep." Sean said while rubbing her shoulders. "I'm not ready to leave yet. It will be better after I have the ginger ale. And it wasn't the ride I have been feeling well on and off for a will I just haven't said anything." She said in a slight whisper preparing herself for his reaction. He paid the lady in the booth and took their food to a bench. "Ok, so you been sick and haven't told anyone that something wasn't right with you. Does that make any sense to you because that makes absolutely none to me." "This is way I didn't say anything to you. You're ready to send me to the emergency for nothing but an upset stomach. You have to remember that I have been stressed out over finals and all that stuff I'll fine." Kissing her chin he got up and took their thrash away. "I want to go buy some things." Izzy walk towards him while stuffing cotton candy into her mouth. By the time they got to the care Izzy had a little of everything that included a purple hand stitched throw quilt for her couch, homemade jams, seasons and hot sauce to last her for the next six months. "All I want to do is take a shower and go to bed. This was fun thank you." As they pulled up to Sean's apartment Izzy was fast asleep and he didn't want to wake her so he took the stuff inside then came back; carried her to the bedroom gently laid her on the bed and took off her clothes/shoes. After taking of all his clothes were off he pulled her into his arms and went to sleep. The next morning when Izzy woke it was to an empty bed, the smell of coffee and bile rising from the pit of her stomach as she ran to the toilet all she could this is that this is getting old and well will it end. Making sure nothing looked out of place and no remnants of her upset stomach lingered. Then she took a quick shower; put on some comfortable clothes. She headed to the kitchen. "You're finally awake. I made your favorite for breakfast, French toast!" Turning as she walking into the kitchen with a plate of fresh French toast he walked up to her and gave her a kiss. "Umm, I'm not that hungry yet but it smells so good and I now you wanted to spend the day together but I have to go do some stuff that I forgot about." Avoiding eye contact she started gathering her things trying to make a quick exit. "Wait a minute, you just woke up and we were going to spend the day watching the entire Batman series we've been planning this for week. Your acting weird, what's the matter with you?" Sean asked as he followed her around his apartment. "It's nothing I swear I just have some stuff that I have to get done before we go to the Hamptons to meet up with everyone else. Just call Mike and tell him to come over, he probable isn't doing anything with his time anyway. Stop pouting I'll be back in time for us to leave." Giving him a quick kiss she was gone. His gut told him something was absolutely not right. As Izzy started her car she gave herself a peep talk "Elizabeth Anne pull it together you could be totally fine". Taking a deep breath she pulled off and headed straight to Target. What she didn't tell Sean was that while she was in the shower it dawned that her period was missing in action and she was scared shitless. As she rushed to pick-up three pregnancy test one of each of the best ones. She drove as fast as she could to her apartment saying a little pray. Drinking two glasses of fruit punch she waited for that urge to pee. After the third test came back positive she speed dialed her doctor and made an emergency appointment. At the doctor's office the nurse called her name faster than she expected and she was more than happy. "So Elizabeth what brings you into our office today you file show that you're not due for a checkup for next six months?" The smiling nurse asked. "I failed three pregnancy test this morning and I need to be sure." As tear ran down her face she felt like her chest would implode. "Hey, look at me you're going to be ok we'll give you a couple of test and see what's doing in there and then you go from there don't work yourself up. Twenty minutes later her doctor walked into the exam room with a smile on her face. "I have great news Elizabeth you six weeks pregnant." Not blinking she thanked her doctor and left the office. Dialing Sara's number she told her that she wouldn't be able to make it to the Hampton all for the summer and to tell Jessica as well as Zoe that she was sorry and to have fun. Then she sent Sean a text telling him she would be over in a few minutes. Pulling up to Sean's building she prepared herself for what was about to go down. Sean opened the door as Izzy walked towards his door. "What happened Sara just called and said that you canceled on her. We've been going to the Hamptons since junior year; so what went down between you leaving here and running your errands." "You want to know what happened. I figure out that I don't want to be in this pointless relationship anymore and you like a weight that's making me drown fast so this is the end of us. So lose my number don't call me anymore, don't visit my parents and don't call my friends looking for me because they won't know anything. Am I clear?" With tear running down her face she packed as much as the duffle bag that she had at his house could hold. "I'll have my dad send someone to pick-up the rest of my thing later on in the week." "ELIZABETH WAIT A MOTHERFUCKING MINUTE! YOU ARE NOT GOING TO WALKING IN HERE TELL ME THIS BULLSHIT AND EXPECT ME TO BE OK WITH IT! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED WITHIN THE TWO HOUR YOUR WERE GONE?" Sean surprised himself by yelling at her but he didn't know what else to do. The love of his life was walking out the door and he had no clue as to what to do. Calmly Izzy explained. "Sean you're sucking the life out of me I can't do this anymore. We'll turn into a love less couple that has nothing in common. Let's just cut our losses and end this while it's still good." And with that she walked out the door. When Izzy got home she called her mom and told her to let their family in St. Croix, USVI know that she would be spending the summer with them also to tell the family pilot that she would be ready to go by six. Her mom questioned her sudden need to go the island; all she told her was that she needed to get away and to send her dad to get the remaining items from Sean house sometime this week. Sitting in her living room she searched the phone book for local abortion clinic. The whole time telling herself that she she'll be ok and that this was for the best. Following six calls and receiving dates that would be too far away she away the last call gave her an even better answer than she expected they had a cancellation so she to the spot. After taking another shower and packing two bags she left the house. As she laid on the table waiting for the pain medication to set in once that happened everything went into fast forward. The doctor came in asked a few questions a nurse held her hand and ten minutes later she was waiting for the nurse to clear her to leave. "Elizabeth, this has officially been the longest day of your life." Tear for the life she just took slide down her face but she shook the away. "I did what I had to do for me." That was the justification she gave herself to move on. Before the plane took off she called her cell phone company and changed her number then she text everyone except for Sean her number, told her friend not to worry about her then she turned her phone off for the rest of the summer. This was she needed island food, sun and her grandma. By the time the summer was over her self healing process was completed and even though she did give him her knew Sean had finally stop calling after leaving a heart retching voicemail that almost had her on the next smoking thing back to New York but she caught herself. ************ Nothing compares, no worries or cares Regrets and mistakes, they're memories made Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste? Never mind, I'll find someone like you wish nothing but the best for you Don't forget me, I begged, I remember you said Sometimes it last in love, but sometimes it hurts instead. By the time she snapped out of her daydream she was already parked in her spot, as she got out her car she took the c.d. with her. Thinking Adele you ain't ever lie girl. When she opened the door to her condo her beautiful cat was there to great her at the door. "Hey, baby did you miss mommy. I know I missed you. Let's go to the kitchen so I can put the groceries down.'' Like she knew what Izzy was saying Bailey prance ahead she closed and looked the door. As she walked into the kitchen she hit play on the answering machine, dropped the bags on the counter and picked up Bailey. The answer machine played: 'You have four missed calls' 1. "Elizabeth Anne Gorden this is your mother, yes you know the one that gave birth to you? You need to call me. You're my only child and I don't talk to you enough. Ok, so if you don't call me by tomorrow I will send you father to get you and I mean this. Good night." Someone Like You "Bailey I've been summons to parent duty." 2. "Izzy it's Sara of course you know this but call me when you're up to talking they didn't mean to be that way." 3. "Iz, I'm sorry I crossed the line today and I should not have brought up he who should not be named but I do know that you can't stay mad at me forever. But on to other news I name you a date with one of my bother frat brothers. Bye" Jessica end the message with that. "Oh, Bailey mommy is going to kill your auntie Jessica." 4. " Siento si hice daño a sus sentimientos no era a propósito por favor perdóneme. Te amo. Y cuando usted preparado para decirnos lo que pasó ese verano deberemos escucharle hasta el final aquí. Hasta entonces esperaremos. Besos. (I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings it wasn't on purpose please forgive me. I love you. And when you ready to tell us what happened that summer we'll be here to hear you out. Until then we'll wait. Kisses.) "Bailey if I didn't love this girl so much I would be mad for this Spanish that she's always forcing down my throat. But at least she has thought us Spanish. Ok now that that's over lets go watch the Batman Returns." Falling asleep with Bailey curled up at the end of the bed by the middle of the move Batman ended up watching her.