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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Tokyo_Mew_Mew
  Relationship:
      Shirogane_Ryou/Original_Character(s), Ikisatashi_Quiche/Momomiya_Ichigo,
      Akasaka_Keiichiro/Original_Character(s), Ikisatashi_Pie/Midorikawa
      Lettuce
  Additional Tags:
      Teacher-Student_Relationship, Loss_of_Virginity, emancipation,
      friendships, Classroom_Sex, Birthday_Sex
  Series:
      Part 1 of its_my_life
  Stats:
      Published: 2018-02-05 Updated: 2018-03-04 Chapters: 7/? Words: 36851
****** It's My Life ******
by SarT55
Summary
     First Copy that I have rushed through! WORKING ON REDOING IT!
     Elliot was unhappy with his life; his marriage, his job and his
     father. The only good things in his life were his mother and sisters,
     a few of his friends and his cat…that was until he met the love of
     his life. It was after he met her that his life started to change for
     the better. Elliot was a high school science teacher; but later
     becomes an at home scientist. He was in a loveless marriage where his
     wife was cheating on him… His family he doesn’t get along with his
     father who tried pushing him into a career in archeology. He has a
     great relationship with his mother and youngest sister; his middle
     sister not so much. The girl that he loves so much, however, does
     have secrets and as much as he wants to know; he doesn’t push. But
     soon all those secrets will all come out. How can one person change
     someones life so much? Read & Find out. A lot of sex in this one. AU.
     Characters are OOC.
     PLEASE NOTE I DO NOT OWN TOKYO MEW MEW/MEW MEW POWER OR ANY OF ITS
     CHARACTERS. I JUST OWN THE STORY I WRITE AND THE CHARACTERS I CREATE!
***** Chapter 1 *****
Vivian (Vivie)-17 x Elliot-27
Liliana-27 x Wesley-29
Zoey-17 x Dren-21
Corina-24 x Steven-23
Bridget-17 x Sardon-27
Kiki-15 x Tarb-16
Renee-26 x Ryan-29
Bailey-22 x Tyler-28
Molly-26 x Mark-19
Families:
Amy + James = Elliot, Bailey & Kiki
Mom + Dad = Wesley & Renee
Mom + Dad = Dustin, Justin, Mia & Vivian
Suzie + Adam = Zoey
Mom + Dad = Bridget & Nick
Mom + Dad = Sardon, Dren & Tarb
Mom + Dad = Ryan, Liliana, Steven
Mimete + Scott = Sebastian, Tyler, Molly, Corina
Mom + Dad = Mark
===============================================================================
 
                           Chapter_1:_The_Beginning!
We start off in a decent sized two story, four bedroom house; with a large
finished basement and two full baths and a half bath in the basement. A young
man in his late twenties was laying in his king sized bed with a much younger
girl in her late teens; he was holding onto her protectively while she slept
peacefully in his arms.
“I love you.” The man said to the young girl before he kissed her; she made a
soft noise, indicating she heard him and felt the same. He smiled softly at her
before he got out of bed, got dressed and went downstairs to make some coffee.
Elliot’s_P.O.V.:
Knock, knock, knock.
“Who could be here at this hour of the morning?” I asked as I looked at the
clock on his wall; it was only 8:30 in the freaking morning.
“Hello?” I asked as he opened his door.
“Good morning Elliot! Congratulations!” It was my best friend, Wesley; he
exclaimed happily at my door as he came in.
“Good morning Wesley; what are you doing here…at not even nine in the morning?”
I asked annoyed as I poured myself and Wesley some coffee.
“I wanted to congratulate you on your divorce.” Wesley said simply as he sat at
the table.
“How did you hear about that already; I haven’t told anyone yet.” I said kind
of shocked.
“Oh come on Elliot; you didn’t think I wouldn’t find out? Molly came over and
bitched at me because she didn’t get any of your money, this house or the car;
and that this is that little slut’s fault. Her words, not mine. Speaking of
which; how is Vivian today? You haven’t told her about the divorce yet?” Wesley
asked me.
“She’s fine; she’s asleep right now. She knows; we were up kind of late last
night. And how can it be her fault? Molly’s the one who cheated on me; I only
started seeing Vivie after we were separated. Other then Vivie, myself and now
you…and I’m assuming Liliana; nobody knows. And I’d like to keep it that
way…for a little while now. I told Vivie she could one of her friends; but only
one; and they have to swear not to tell anyone else.” I told Wesley.
“That’s fine. And of course Liliana knows; she was up when Molly came by. Good
luck there. Doesn’t Vivian have two best friends? What were you two doing last
night?” Wesley asked me giving me a look.
“Good. Yes, I know. And yes; she has two really good best friends; Zoey and
Bridget. Wouldn’t you like to know?” I told Wesley glaring at him over my
coffee mug.
“Yes. And to think; if you weren’t friends with Sardon and Vivian with Bridget,
you and Vivian might not have ever been together.” Wesley said simply while
giving me the look of “I know what you did last night”.
“What do you mean by that? And no, we didn’t do that; Vivie wasn’t feeling the
greatest so we watched movies all night.” I said simply.
“I mean that if Sardon and Bridget didn’t start dating, you would’ve never got
the courage up to ask out a younger girl. You always thought that being with a
younger girl, especially one of your students was immoral and would never
happen. Sardon is one of your best friends and you’re both twenty seven; while
Bridget is one of Vivian’s best friends, and they’re both seventeen. Not only
that but you and Sardon were both teachers; you two have a lot in common. Is
she pregnant?” Wesley asked me after he got done explaining things; it made me
choke on my coffee a little.
“No, she’s not pregnant! She’s just stressed out; she’s been stressed out a lot
lately…and it makes her really tired. It’s really starting to worry me. And we
all grew up together and have a lot in common; you just like girls around your
own age. And if you’re forgetting, you were a teacher as well.” I said looking
at him.
“I’m sure she’ll be fine; she probably just misses her friends. She did
graduate two years early; they’re still in school.” Wesley told me.
“No, it’s not that; there’s something else bothering her. She sees Zoey and
Bridget every other day and pretty much every weekend.” I said simply.
“She still hasn’t opened up about certain things then?” Wesley asked me.
“No…but its fine; she’ll say something when she’s ready. How’s Liliana?” I
asked changing the subject.
“She’s good; very pregnant. She’s just ready to have this baby.” Wesley said
simply as he sighed.
“I’m sorry; she’s only having the one right?” I asked looking at Wesley.
“Yes.” Wesley sighed.
“Well, be thankful for that. When my sister, Bailey was pregnant six years ago;
she was pregnant with twins.” I told Wesley remembering how cranky Bailey had
gotten.
“Have you talked to her at all lately?” Wesley asked me.
“Heh, no; not since Tyler knocked up and they moved away. The only think I know
is that they’re still together and happy and have more kids. She calls mom
every now and then and lets her know what’s going on; and like me, she’s still
not talking to dad. I’m sorry; I don’t care how pregnant and cranky you are. If
you’re going to act like that and pull the shit that she did…then no; I don’t
want anything to do with you.” I said simply as I finished my coffee.
“Yeah, you two did get into it pretty badly didn’t you?” Wesley asked me.
“Yes; but I don’t want to talk about that right now. Vivie, are you ok?” I said
simply, and then called out when I heard something crash and her yell out.
“Yes; I just stubbed my toe on the door!” She called back.
“Ok.” I said simply.
“Hey there Vivian; how are you this morning?” Wesley asked as Vivian walked
out, half asleep, glasses half on her face and half off and in a pair of shorts
and one of my T-shirts.
“I’m ok; how are you? How’s Liliana; did she have her baby yet?” Vivian asked
as she went to sit down.
“I’m good; no, she didn’t have the baby yet; but she’s ready to pop any day
now.” Wesley said smiling.
“That’s good.” Vivian said smiling with a yawn.
“Are you hungry; I can make you something.” I told her as she laid her head on
the table.
“I’m good, thank you.” She said softly.
“Are you feeling ok; you never skip breakfast. You’re not pregnant are you?” I
asked feeling her forehead to feel if it was; it was just fine.
“I’m fine; just tired. No, I’m not pregnant. At least I hope not; that’s what
the birth control is for. I’m not ready to be a mom; are you ready to be a
dad?” She asked looking at me confused.
“No, not yet; you had said you wanted to be nineteen or so. And I’m in no
hurry; whenever you’re ready.” I told her honestly. I know my mom wants me to
have kids; she wants grandkids that live near her.
“Ok. I’m just really tired for some reason. Maybe it has to do with Dustin
calling the other day…” Vivian said trailing off.
“Your brother; what’d he want?” I asked confused. Truth be told; I don’t know
anything about her family…other than she doesn’t seem to want to be anywhere
near them. I know that because on her sixteenth birthday she said she filed for
emancipation and got it a few weeks later. That being said; it doesn’t seem her
family cares what she does either way.
“I don’t know…something about Mia needing help with something; she needs money
is all I got from all of it.” Vivian sighed.
“Are you ok?” I asked her.
“I don’t know.” Finally, an honest answer from her; she looked like she was
about to cry.
“Vivian, come here; tell me what’s wrong.” I told her as I pulled her onto my
lap.
Just then Wesley’s phone started ringing at him; Liliana was texting him.
“I better go; Lili is demanding pickles and chips. Have a good day; feel better
Vivian.” Wesley said as Vivian stood up to give him a hug.
After Wesley left I noticed Vivian had begun to shake.
“Vivie, come here.” I said, but it was too late; she blacked out and hit the
floor.
“Vivian! Vivie, wake up. Phone!” I yelled as I grabbed my cell and called 911.
An ambulance arrived fifteen minutes later and Vivian was still unresponsive;
she was breathing, but wouldn’t wake up.
I told the EMT that I didn’t know what was wrong; that she just randomly
collapsed. I don’t know anything about her family history or her family in
general. They took her to the hospital and I followed.
I texted Wesley, Zoey and Bridget to let them know what was going on; I also
called my mother. I thought about somehow contacting her family, but decided
against it.
When I was finally able to go to her room, Vivian had all sorts of IVs and
wires attached to her.
“Elliot; Elliot what’s going on? Are you ok?” I heard my mother ask as she came
up from behind me.
“I don’t know; I don’t know what happened.” I said on the verge of tears; which
doesn’t happen very often.
“Oh Elliot, everything will be ok. I’m sure she’ll pull through; she always
does, doesn’t she?” My other asked me.
“Yeah, I guess.” I said as I pulled a chair up to her bed.
“Why are you still with her? Why did you divorce Molly; she was such a great
girl.”
“What are you doing here James?” I asked bitterly; it was my father.
“I am your father and you will address me as so. And I asked you a question.”
James said annoyed.
My parents divorced years ago for personal reasons; I was really happy because
I can’t stand my dad. One, he forced me into archeology saying science was just
a hobby; needless to say, science won out. Two, he’s the reason Molly and I
were married; well him and her parents. My dad and her dad are best friends and
wanted us to be a family. And three, he is always putting what us kids like
down.
“If you were my father; you would support my decisions and who I love. How did
you even figure out that I divorced Molly anyways?” I asked annoyed as I held
onto Vivian’s hand.
“Molly told her parents and her dad called me because she was really upset. Why
did you divorce her when you’re the one fucking your students?” James asked
finally hitting my last nerve.
“Mom, can you please watch over Vivie for me? I need to speak with dad…outside
and privately. Call me if she wakes up or something happens, please?” I asked
staring at my dad angrily.
“Of course. James, if you hurt my son; it’ll be the last thing you ever do.” My
mother warned, knowing my dad’s temper. I love my mom and my youngest sister,
Kiki. I have another sister, Bailey, but I don’t talk to her anymore…for
personal reasons.
Outside:
“So what do you want to say to me son?” James asked me simply.
“First off James, I’m not your son. From this point on, I am disowning you.
Before I could handle you being my biological father and living far away from
me; but I can’t even handle that anymore. I hate you. I can’t speak for Bailey
or Kiki, but I literally hate you. I get archeology is important and whatnot,
but I don’t want to study that; I love science and that’s what I went to school
for. As for Molly; well, poor little bitch. If she cared so much; if she was so
upset; she shouldn’t have cheated on me, with a younger guy in the first place.
Oh and by the way when she started having the affair with the guy he was
sixteen or seventeen and he was with Vivie’s best friend. I separated from her
with the plan of divorcing her three years ago with the plan of not being in a
relationship for a long while…if ever. Then I met Vivie; who yes, was a student
in my advanced science class. But I didn’t start a relationship with her until
a few months later after I got to know her a little better. And I didn’t start
making_love to her until a few months after that; I never fucked her. And she’s
the only student I had any interest in. So, before you go saying shit you don’t
understand you should think before you act! And why are you being so fucking
righteous, high and mighty anyways; you’re the one who was cheating on mom when
you had that affair or whatever with your assistant!” I yelled at him; no, I
blew up at him is more like it.
“First off son, you can’t disown me; I forbid it. Secondly it’s different when
a girl does it; she has every right to have a guy on this side when her
husband/partner isn’t paying attention to them. If a guy does it; it’s wrong
and immoral. I admit that I made a mistake, but your mother, sisters and you
were driving me up a wall; so I had to.” James said which pissed me off.
“You know what; I have nothing more to say to you. Just get the fuck out of my
life and stay out of it. I’m sorry I didn’t stay with that whore; but I can’t
help how I feel. I love Vivie and that’s never going to change! Goodbye.” I
said simply as I walked past him and back into the hospital where I made my way
back to Vivie’s room.
“Elliot?” My mother asked me worried as I came in and sat down right away.
I sighed before speaking, “I’m fine mom; how is Vivie? Any changes?” I asked as
I watched my Vivian.
“No. A nurse came in awhile ago and took her vitals and such, but he didn’t
tell me anything. I’m sorry this is all happening; I know how you feel about
her. I don’t think I’ve ever told you this before, but I think that who you
love shouldn’t be about age; it should be about love itself. As long as you’re
happy; and as long as she’s happy. As long as you make each other happy; age is
just a number.” My mom told me softly as I held onto Vivian’s hand; her words
were comforting.
“I am happy mom; she makes me feel like I’m flying. I know that’s stupid
because I can’t fly, but its how I feel. And as far as I know, I make her
happy; she hasn’t told me otherwise.” I said softly.
“You make me very happy. I’m the happiest I’ve ever been when I’m with you.” I
head Vivian speak softly.
“Vivie. Baby, are you ok?” I asked once I realized that she was waking up.
“My head and my whole body hurt. What happened?” She asked me as she opened her
eyes; then she noticed my mother.
“Hi? Who is she?” Vivian asked me confused. Shit, that’s right; she’s never met
my mother in person before.
“Vivie, this is my mother, Amy; mom, this is Vivian, the love of my life.” I
said introducing them as Vivian blushed; at least I think she was blushing; her
face was red.
“It’s nice to finally meet the girl who makes my son so happy.” My mother said
smiling warmly as she went to shake Vivian’s hand.
“Nice to meet you as well; Elliot talks about you a lot. Now, what happened and
where am I?” Vivian asked very confused.
“Baby, you blacked out; I tried to wake you up at home, but I couldn’t. So I
called an ambulance and you were taken to this hospital; so far we don’t know
what’s wrong.” I told her sadly as I rubbed her hand.
After a few seconds I pushed the call button and a nurse came in.
“Can I help you? Oh, you’re awake. How long has she been up?” He asked looking
at me, mom and Vivian.
“About three minutes or so. Can you tell me what’s going on with her?” I asked
looking at the nurse.
“No, but her doctor will be in after awhile. But now that she’s awake I should
probably check her vitals again; they might’ve changed from when she was out
‘til now. My name is Jack by the way; and I will be one of your nurses. Do you
have any questions for me?” Nurse Jack asked as he checked her blood pressure,
pulse and temperature.
“Am I going to be ok? I don’t have a blood clot do I?” Vivian asked scared; she
was close to crying.
“I’m sure you’ll be fine. I don’t know if you have a clot or not. But it seems
we’ll find out. Are you currently pregnant?” Nurse Jack asked.
“No…” Vivian said as tears started to fall from her eyes.
“Are you sure?” Nurse Jack asked.
“Yes…No…I don’t know anymore!” Vivian cried out as tears just started pouring.
“Ok; it’s ok. Before we can check for a blood clot we’ll need a sample of your
urine to make sure you’re not pregnant. Then if you’re not pregnant you’ll need
to drink two vials of contrast. Let’s see here; you’re allergic to pears,
pineapples, coconuts, papaya, jackfruit, rambutan, nuts, dates, lychee,
avocado, shellfish, and shaebutter. You’re also allergic to Sulfa drugs,
Codeine, prednisone and Xarelto. Does that sound right?” Nurse Jack asked.
“Yes…” Vivian replied, breathing deeply.
“Ok, do you think can get up to use the bathroom or no?” Nurse Jack asked.
“I think so.” Vivian said softly as she sat up slowly.
“Do you need any help? I can get a female nurse or someone.” Nurse Jack
offered.
“Vivian!” All of the sudden Zoey and Bridget came running into the room.
“What’s going on?” Zoey asked as her and Bridget where of breath.
“We don’t know.” I replied.
“Sorry we weren’t here earlier; we couldn’t just leave school.” Bridget said
softly.
“Excuse me, but who are you girls?” Nurse Jack asked.
“They’re my best friends. That’s Zoey and that’s Bridget. They can stay, can’t
they?” Vivian asked.
“That’s fine. Do you think you girls could help Vivian to the bathroom; we need
a urine sample from her.” Nurse Jack asked the girls.
“Of course.” Both Zoey and Bridget said as they walked over to Vivian and
helped her to the bathroom to keep her steady.
After a few minutes they came back and then we played the waiting game.
Forty-five minutes later Nurse Jack came back with two vials of contrast and a
lady with a cart behind him.
“Ok; well you’re not pregnant. So, that being said the doctor needs some blood
from you and then you have two hours to drink two bottles of contrast; we found
you vanilla flavor.” Nurse Jack said as an elderly lady came and took Vivian’s
blood.
“Have you done this before?” I asked looking at her; she looked like she’s done
this before.
“A few times.” She admitted softly.
So she drank the contrast and then she was taken for a CT scan.
“So…do either of you know what’s going on?” My mother asked as soon as Vivian
was out of the room.
“Don’t you know?” Zoey asked me.
“Know what?” I asked looking at her right away.
Zoey and Bridget then exchanged looks of worry.
“What is going on here? I don’t care if I don’t know anything about her family
or any of that. But when it comes to her health; I think I have a right to
know. That way I know how to help take care of her if she needs it in the
future. So, I’ll ask one more time; what’s going on?” I demanded.
“Vivian has a history of blood clots; she has some blood disease; but I can’t
remember what it’s called…” Zoey started.
“She has Vitamin K deficiency. And because of that she gets Portal Vein
Thrombosis and/or Pulmonary Embolisms. She’s supposed to be taking warfarin for
them…but…” Bridget explained, but stopped.
“But she stopped taking it…along with her medications for her low blood
pressure, hypoglycemia, depression, anxiety and PTSD. I know she used to take
Warfarin for the blood clots, Midodrine for the low blood pressure and
Buspirone for the depression and anxiety. She had something for the PTSD, but
after only a week of taking it she refused to take it anymore because she
didn’t feel right on it; that and it caused insomnia. I don’t think she takes
anything for the hypoglycemia, but I’m not sure. I know she stopped taking
everything a few years ago and for the most part she’s been doing fine…except
for her depression; the gets really bad from time to time; but you know that.
But, in saying that, since she’s been with you; she hasn’t been depressed as
much. I’ve known her since we were five; she was fine until we she turned ten…I
think. Once she turned ten she started getting really sick, sleeping all the
time; she didn’t go to the hospital until she passed out at school and they
sent her to the hospital where they found out she had low blood pressure and
hypoglycemia. She was diagnosed with anxiety and depression when she was
thirteen and then PTSD when she was fourteen and a half fifteen. I can’t tell
you why she has PTSD though; that’s her business.” Zoey said softly.
Shortly after she got done telling me all that Vivian was brought back and back
in bed; I gave her a look and she knew I knew.
“Vivian, I’m sorry; we thought he knew.” Zoey said softly.
Vivian sighed before speaking, “It’s fine; he would’ve found out one way or
another anyways. I guess now was as good a time as ever.”
“We’re still sorry. I’m sorry Vivian, but I have to go; I promised mom I’d look
after my younger brother after she went to work tonight. Feel better; I’ll see
you soon?” Bridget asked with a sad look on her face.
“It’s fine; and of course I’ll see you later.” Vivian said softly, with a small
smile as Bridget hugged her.
Just then Zoey’s phone went off; her parents wanted her home for dinner in
twenty minutes.
“Vivian?” Zoey asked.
“I will defiantly see you later. Best friends for life, right?” Vivian asked.
“Right!” Zoey said smiling as she also hugged Vivian before she headed out.
“I’ll be back after awhile.” My mother said giving us some space to talk…in
private.
“I’m sorry…can you please stop looking at me like that; I don’t want you to
hate me.” She said softly. Needless to say that shocked me; I don’t hate her.
“Vivie, I don’t hate you; I’m really upset that you wouldn’t tell something as
important as this. But no, I don’t hate you; I could never hate you. I love
you; I love you with all my heart. But I just don’t understand why didn’t tell
me any of that.” I said to her as I made her look at me; she had tears in her
eyes. I hate when she cries.
“I just wanted to be normal for once.” She said softly.
“What the hell are you talking about; you are normal. Just because you have
medical issues doesn’t mean you’re not normal. Please Vivie; please let me help
you.” I said as tears dripped down my face and I held her hand.
“Elliot…ok…” She said softly…and then she started to wheeze.
“Vivie, what’s wrong?” I asked worried.
“My chest hurts.” She breathed out in pain.
I was about to push the call button when a new doctor came in and she sighed in
frustration.
“Vivian, it’s been awhile hasn’t it?” The doctor asked.
“Two and a half years…” Vivian wheezed.
“Are you having troubles breathing now? Let’s have a look. Now, you’ve never
had any problems with your lungs and breathing before have you? Who’s your
friend?” The doctor asked.
“No. This is Elliot Grant; he’s my boyfriend.” Vivian said softly.
“Aww I see. How old is he?” The doctor asked.
“I’m seventeen now and I’m also emancipated. I can be with whoever I want; I’m
old enough; and age is just a number.” Vivian wheezed.
“Ok, calm down now. You didn’t answer my question; I’m not here to judge you or
him.” The doctor said simply.
“He’s twenty seven.” Vivian said as she calmed down.
“Ok. Where are your parents; do you want them here?” The doctor asked.
“I don’t know. No, I don’t want them here.” Vivian said softly.
The doctor just sighed as he continued to check her lungs.
“Ok then…so where are you staying then?” The doctor asked.
“With Elliot.” Vivian said softly.
“And you feel safe staying there?” The doctor asked; I get it, standard
procedure.
“Yes.” She said, starting to get annoyed.
“Ok; calm down. At least you have someone to take care of you; especially when
you’re as sick as you are. You’re lucky you’re alive right now; do you
understand that? I’m Dr. Halem; it’s very nice to meet you.” The doctor asked
looking directly at her and then introduced himself to me.
“Nice to meet you.” I replied back shaking his hand.
“Do I have a blood clot?” Vivian asked looking back at him.
“Well, you have one starting in your left lung. Your blood pressure and blood
sugar are both dangerously low; so we’re going to have you stay here for a few
nights. Do you know just how lucky you are to have a blood clot just starting
to form instead of a full blown clot already there? I don’t mean t o be that
guy; but why on earth would you go and stop all your medications without asking
me first Vivian? Because now on top of all your other issues, scans show you
now has asthma as well.” Dr. Halem explained.
“You said I could go off of them.” Vivian wheezed.
“Vivian, I never said you could go off any of them. First off I have no right
to say whether or not you can go off your meds for depression, anxiety or PTSD;
that’s for your therapist. From which I understand you’ve also stopped seeing
her. As for the Warfarin and Midodrine I do have say; but I never said you
could go off of it. Where and when would you get that from?” Dr. Halem asked
looking her.
“Two years ago; when your fill-in doctor, Dr. Grear saw me.” Vivian replied
softly.
“I don’t have a fill-in doctor; it’s just me. What did you say his name was?”
Dr. Halem asked obviously confused.
“Dr. Grear. He said that he was filling in for you that day; your nurse Hillary
vouched for him. And he said it would be just fine and safe for me to stop
taking my medications because according to my scans I was blood clot free. And
as long as I took it easy and stayed calm I wouldn’t need the Midodrine; and
you never put me on anything for the hypoglycemia.” Vivian replied.
“I’m not sure what or who you’re talking about. But I let Hillary go almost
three years ago; she was stealing medications and writing out fake
prescriptions. You’re sure she was there that day?” Dr. Halem asked.
“YES, I’M SURE! Why don’t you believe me?!” Vivian asked finally breaking down.
“Vivie, calm down; you’re going to hurt yourself.” I said as I walked back to
her side after the doctor went to the end of the bed. I took her hand and
squeezed it gently while she cried.
“I never said I didn’t believe you; I just don’t understand what you’re talking
about. We don’t have a doctor by that name; but it doesn’t mean someone didn’t
impersonate one. As for Hillary, I wouldn’t know how she got back in. But your
friend is right; you need to calm down. In a little bit a nurse will be in to
put you on a Heparin drip so that your clot doesn’t get any bigger. You will
also be put on something for you low blood pressure and sugar. Well for your
blood sugar someone will probably bring you something to eat. I’m going to call
Dr. Rachael and let her know what’s going on; I’m sure she’ll want to know
right away. I will also get on writing you your prescriptions to get you back
on Warfarin and Midodrine. Do you need a new pro-time pack so that you can test
how thin your blood is? Or a kit to test your blood sugar?” Dr. Halem asked.
“Yes, I need both.” Vivian replied back, trying to calm down.
“Ok, well, I’ll be around. If you need me do hesitate to ask. Vivian feel
better soon; try to have a good rest of the day. Bye now.” Dr. Halem said as he
left the room.
“Vivie…” I started but got interrupted by Vivian.
“Please, I’m sorry. Please don’t leave me alone.” Vivian said with tears in her
eyes.
What on earth was she going on about; she didn’t really think I was going to
leave her, did she?
“What are you talking about; I’m not going to leave you. If that’s what you’re
thinking, then why; why would you think I’d leave you?” I asked looking at her.
“Because everyone else did. The only ones that didn’t leave were Zoey and
Bridget; but they’ve been around forever. I didn’t tell you any of this because
I love you and I didn’t want to lose you. The first boyfriend I had left after
he found out all that I had; he said it was too much to handle and that nobody
could handle all the problems I had. I tried so hard not to fall in love with
you; I really did. I didn’t want to be hurt again; but it didn’t take long to
lose that battle and I fell in love. You were kind to me; and I didn’t want you
to get hurt as well. At first, when I met you I couldn’t stop thinking about
what he told me…what a lot of people have told me…” Vivian explained trailing
off as she started crying again.
“That’s stupid. I’m glad you lost the battle, because I love you so much. That
guy; your ex was an idiot and he lost out on a great girl. His loss is my win.
Just because he tells you that you’ll never find love again, doesn’t make it
true. It’s obviously not true…” I was going to continue on, but she grabbed her
blanket and interrupted me again.
“That’s not what he said.” She said softly.
“Then what?” I asked.
“You don’t want to know.” She told me softly.
“Yes, I do. What could be so ba…?” I started to ask, but I think I figured it
out…just looking at her wrist where there were several scars.
“Did he tell you to kill yourself; is that why you cut?” I asked her seriously
making her look at me.
“Kind of… his exact words were ‘Why are you alive; you’re just a burden to
everyone and yourself. How can you live how you’re living? You should just do
yourself and everyone around you a favor and just end it; your life isn’t worth
it anyways.’ So, yes; that’s why I started cutting myself…and stopped eating.”
She said to me…truthfully; tears in her eyes.
“Vivie…don’t you ever listen to people like him; you mean everything to me. You
stopped eating?” I asked her.
“Before I started cutting; that’s one of the reasons I started cutting. It hurt
so badly after a week of not eating; I couldn’t get my stomach to stop hurting
until I ate something. So I started cutting because my wrist would stop hurting
and go numb after awhile. But for some reason, I couldn’t bring myself to end
it.” She said softly.
“I’m glad you didn’t; I don’t know where I’d be without you. Why didn’t you
tell anyone about this? Why didn’t you go to your parents?” I asked getting a
hurt look from her.
“Who? There was nobody out there who could help. Eventually I told Zoey and
Bridget, but they couldn’t do anything. As for my parents…well you’re going to
find out eventually; one way or another.” She started before taking a deep
breath.
“You know I got emancipated last year. You would always ask me why; and I would
say that I didn’t want to talk about it. Well, that was the truth; I don’t like
talking about my family. Because I don’t have a family…not a real one at least.
Well, that’s an oxymoron, because I do have living, breathing parents and
siblings. But they don’t care; they never cared. My parents wanted to stop
having kids after Mia; Dustin and Justin, who are twins, and then Mia. That’s
all they wanted. But then ooops…mom never got any of the surgeries to get it so
she couldn’t have kids anymore; then she had me…by a different guy. And I’m
nothing more than a mistake and an accident to my mom and stepdad…until I
started having all my issues; then I became…what do they call it? A cash cow?
Up until I turned fourteen they claimed SSI for me; but when I was fourteen I
got that job. Needless to say they were not happy because SSI was cut in half
or something, because I was working. Then they were really unhappy when I filed
for emancipation. I know that that apartment I was living in before you was
bad; but it was all I could afford. That and it was better than living in a
pantry. We lived in a four bedroom house and before I came around, Mia had her
own room while the twins shared…but after I was born mom and dad gave each of
them their own room. I got a cot in a pantry. You asked me several times what
the marks on my back were. I told you I figured out a way to hurt myself; they
were really from one of my stepdad’s belts. I did start cutting myself; I got
my first to razor blades from my mom and sister. My brothers pushed me down
stairs. My biological dad is dead or I might’ve to see if I could’ve stayed
with him.” She explained as tears started to form in her eyes.
She took another breath, “Whenever I could, I would try to stay at Zoey’s or
Bridget’s. I hid everything as best as I could and I begged them not to tell;
but Zoey’s parents found out. It was late and Zoey and I were getting changed
for bed when her mom walked in; she saw everything and asked. When she found
out, she told her husband; they said they were going to try to help, but every
time they tried, my parents came up with an excuse. Mia had a second bed in her
room; so naturally that’s where I stayed. Yes, my brothers pushed me down the
stairs; but what can you do; boys will be boys. I still don’t know how they
covered up the marks on my back, but they did. Eventually Zoey’s parents
apologized; I said it was fine, they tried. But then her dad said something
about emancipation and that’s how I found out about that; they even helped with
getting the papers and getting it filled out. And that’s pretty much it; that’s
why I don’t talk to my parents or siblings. I don’t exist to them unless they
can get something; so they don’t exist to me. With the exception of my grandma;
he was always nice and cared for me.” Vivian explained to me; and I was pissed
off. How could anyone say or do that to their own child? But now I understand
why she didn’t say anything.
“Elliot…” She said my name as she yawned.
“Yeah, what is it?” I asked her.
“Ummm…I don’t know anymore; I forgot.” She said yawning. Her mind was starting
to go blank and shut off; I could see it in her face.
“Go to sleep.” I told her as I rubbed her hand.
“No…I’m not tired.” She said like a child.
So instead of rubbing her hand I started to rub her forehead before giving it a
gentle kiss, “Vivie, go to sleep; I will be here when you wake up. Unless I
have to use the bathroom, I will be right here; I promise. I love you and
always will; no matter what. I don’t care about your past before me; I only
care about the here and now. Yes, you have secrets; everyone does. And yes,
there are things you should’ve told me when we started dating. And when I say
that, I’m talking about your medical stuff. I’m glad I know about your family
situation now, but I don’t give a damn about that; I care about you and your
health and that’s pretty much it. I love you Vivie.” I told her getting more
tears from her. And then something finally hit her.
“What about the cats? Who’s taking care of the cats?” She asked panicked.
“Relax; calm down before you have a heart attack. I called Sardon and let him
know what was going on; he has a key and will be taking care of the cats. They
are going to be just fine. Now, go to sleep; I’m right here and I’m not leaving
you.” I said as I leaned down and gently kissed her; her normally soft lips
were really chapped.
It took a little bit, but she eventually clocked out and went to sleep.
“That’s sweet.” I jumped when I heard my mother.
“When did you get back?” I asked not even hearing her come in.
“Around the first time you told her to go to sleep. Elliot, you, unlike your
father, turned out to be a great guy. Treat her well; and if you ever hurt her
in any way I will chop your balls off myself.” My mother warned me; I tell you
she can be really scary.
“I wouldn’t plan on ever hurting her. And yes, I know that’s what dad said; but
I strive to be more like you then him any day. The day I turn out to be
anything like him, asides from determination, is the day I kill myself.” I said
figuratively; but you know my mother.
“Elliot Lee Grant! You take that back right now! I know you’re not like your
father and you never will be. You will not kill yourself; do you hear me?” My
mother asked me.
“Yes mother; but I wasn’t being serious.” I said sighing.
“I don’t care; you don’t say that. Especially now that it’s not just you; you
have someone to take care of. So…tell me; how did you to meet? What was it
like? You do remember, don’t you?” My mother asked me. Boy, I knew this was
going to come up one of these days.
“Yes mother; I remember perfectly. I remember pretty much everything from day
one.” I told my mother honestly.
“Well then, tell me already; I want to know how my son fell in love. I want
every little detail.” My mother said as she sat down and waited; she wasn’t
going anywhere.
I sighed… “Fine…you win…”
***** Chapter 2 *****
              Chapter_2: A_Year_Ago:_His_Side_of_the_Story:_Pt._1
Flashback:_Still_Elliot’s_P.O.V.:
Another long ass, boring day; with a bunch of ungrateful teenagers who don’t
want to be here. Sure, I was once a teenager not that long ago, but I liked
going to school. - seven years ago - I am now twenty six and a high school
science teacher who teaches Advance Science 2. My best friend Wesley teaches
Advance Science 1 and my other best friend Sardon teaches Advanced Geometry.
This is not what I imagined when I wanted to be a scientist and study science;
I just wanted to be a scientist…doing good for the world.
Anyways, we’re only in the third month of the year and I was told I was getting
a new student; a female named Vivian Graze. Great…another student who doesn’t
want to be here; she’s already ten minutes late. At least this was the last
class of the day. Our school year starts in July and is pretty much all year
long; May and June are pretty much summer vacation; and there are ten classes
total plus lunch.
Suddenly the classroom door swung open and in walked a young girl who seemed
out of breath.
“May I help you?” I asked the girl; she looked maybe fifteen or maybe even
younger.
“Oh, I hope so. Is this Advanced Science with Mr. Grant?” She asked softly.
“It is; I’m Mr. Grant.” I told the girl.
“Oh thank god; I’ve been looking for the last fifteen minutes. I got lost a few
times; this school is a lot bigger than the last one I went to.” She said as
she caught her breath.
“How can I help you; are you looking for someone in particular?” I asked her,
confused as to why she’s here.
“Yes, I’m looking for Mr. Grant; is that you?” She asked me politely.
“Yes, what can I help you with?” I asked her.
“Man, she’s cute.” I heard one of my male students whisper.
“Yeah, she is; she’s the new girl.” Another male student whispered.
“Not much is known about her; maybe she’s weird.” A female student whispered.
“That’s enough now; quiet down and start reading pages 56-82!” I exclaimed
shocking my students.
“Now, back to you; how can I help you?” I asked looking at the girl. She was
tiny; she really couldn’t be more then fifteen. She had fair skin, long, wavy
dirty blonde hair that reached her mid back and sky blue eyes with glasses that
sparked teal everywhere except the lenses. She wore the typical school
uniform…except she wore thigh high socks instead of ankle socks.
“Oh yes; I’m in your class this year.” She said simply handing me a note. I was
confused; there’s no way she’s a senior.
“If you don’t mind my asking, but how old are you?” I asked looking at her.
“I just turned sixteen a few months ago; on June 9th.” She replied back.
“Oh, there must be a mistake; my class is for seniors only.” I told her.
“I know; I’m a senior.” She said; once again I was confused.
“But you said you were only sixteen.” I said.
“Yes, that is correct; I skipped a few grades. So yes, while the typical
seniors are between the ages of seventeen-eighteen, I am not; but I’m also not
your average sixteen year old. If it wasn’t for being really sick and missing
so much school a few years back, I would’ve graduated last year. But what are
you going to do? Sick is sick, not much you can do about that is there?”She
asked smiling. She had a big smile with almost perfect teeth; they were a
little uneven.
“I guess not. So you must be Vivian Graze then?” I asked.
“Yep that’s me. Sorry again for being late; this school is my bigger than the
one I used to attend…and I sorta, kinda got lost.” She said smiling with a sort
of giggle. She is a spaz; but as long as she does the work.
“Ok…so you’re shorter than the rest of the class it seems, so we’ll have to
stick you in the front so you can see the board and such. Cody, can you move to
the back of the class please?” I asked. He gladly took the opportunity to move
to the very back of the classroom. I don’t know if that was good move or not;
Cody can be a bit of a trouble maker. Scratch that; most of the students in my
class are.
“Ok, there you are; please take a seat. Oh, and here’s your text book. I’m
sorry I have to do this to you but, you just got here and we just started a new
subject last week. So while most of the class has to read pages 56-82; you’ll
have to read pages 35-82. Meet me at the end of the class and I’ll get you the
pages that you missed. I don’t want you to miss out on anything. Do I make
myself clear?” I asked her.
“Yes Mr. Grant. I can take my seat now?” She asked politely. That’s a thing I
caught right away; she was polite…unlike my other students.
“Yeah go ahead.” I said simply.
I sighed…it was now time to start the class.
“Ok class; get out your notebooks; it’s time to take notes!” I exclaimed so
that everyone could hear me.
I put my notes for the class to take up on the projector for them all to see on
the bored.
I watched as the class took notes; and then my eyes fell onto Vivian. She was
just staring at the bored; I started to wonder if she knew what was going on.
After about twenty minutes of note taking I had the class read the pages they
were supposed to read until the bell rang.
“Vivian, could you please come here?” I called to her.
After everyone left I looked at her and spoke, “I don’t know if this is the
right class for you.” I told her.
“Why not?” She asked me confused.
“When I have the class take notes I watch everyone to make sure they are taking
accurate notes. I watched you just stare at the screen every time I changed it;
I never once seen you write anything until a little towards the change of each
page…” I was going to continue, but she interrupted me.
“But I did take notes; and I got them all written down.” She said and showed me
her notebook; she indeed did have everything written down.
“But how?” I asked confused.
“I told you; I wasn’t your ordinary sixteen year old. My IQ is 135 and I’m
considered a speed reader and writer. I read the first two Harry Potter books
in one day; would’ve been three, but I got in trouble for not being active
enough and was forced to go out and play. The only books that take me a long
time to read are Stephen King’s IT and The Stand. I’m sorry if I made it look
like I wasn’t paying attention; but for me, if I read and write stuff down at
the same time, it never gets done. I may not be the best at science or math…but
I like to learn; and I did pas Advance science 1 at my old school; so naturally
they put me in Advanced Science 2. I’m just glad they didn’t put me in any math
classes this year; I’m really bad at that. Just because I have an IQ of 135
doesn’t mean I know or am good at everything. Again, I’m sorry it looked like I
wasn’t paying attention; I really was.” She said softly with a small smile.
“It’s fine. Well, as long as you do the work; I guess its fine.” I said simply
while looking at her.
I remember thinking how different from the other students she was.
“Mr. Grant?” She asked me, snapping me out of my thoughts.
“Yes, what is it?” I asked.
“You said you had papers for me?” She asked looking at me.
“Oh yes; sorry about that. Here you go; I would like to have these papers on my
desk in the next two weeks.” I told her; I was just ready to leave school for
the night. Oh, that’s right, I have a teachers board meeting to attend…damn.
“Mr. Grant?” She asked me again.
“Yes, what is it?” I asked.
“Would it be ok if I read from page one to the page I’m supposed to read? Or
are you one of those teachers who skips around?” She asked me.
“No, I don’t skip around; do you really want to do that?” I asked shocked and
confused.
“Yes, I would. I’ll need to know the material for when exams come around.” She
said with a smile.
“I could just block all that out for you.” I said, but she interrupted me.
“Oh no, I couldn’t ask you to do that for me. Just because I’m new here doesn’t
mean I should get any special treatment. Besides, how am I ever going to learn
anything if I don’t learn the material and get passes?” She asked me; she
really was different.
“Well ok then…see me after class tomorrow and I’ll have the rest of the pages
for you.” I told her simply.
“Ok, thank you.” She said softly.
“You are so weird.” I heard a female student at the door.
“Zoey! Bridget!” Vivian cried running to them and hugged them
“Vivian, you made it!” The two called hugging her back.
I knew both of them…in a sense. Zoey, I’ve had in study hall and I’ve seen her
around; she usually sleeps during study hall…and in math class. And then
there’s Bridget; she dating one of my best friends, Sardon. Like me, Sardon is
a teacher; the Advanced Geometry teacher. It was a shock to find out my best
friend was dating one of his students; but whatever makes him happy I suppose.
Bridget was decently smart too, I guess; she’s in his Geometry class.
Zoey was about two inches taller than Vivian with long red hair down to a
little below her shoulders and brown eyes.
Bridget was taller than both girls with long green hair down to her lower back
and pale blue eyes with glasses.
“Why do you have to be so damn smart? We could’ve been in classes together
still! But no…you had to go and skip grades. I thought at least when you got
really sick we’d still have at least a year of school together. But no…you had
to be smart! And you Bridget; you graduate next year! What am I going to do
without you two; you’re leaving me alone in the dust! I’m kidding; relax! At
least we have study hall together; we can talk about this and that and boys!”
Zoey exclaimed.
“We know you are; at least you have other friends here as well. Megan and Mimi,
right?” Vivian asked.
“Yes…but it won’t be the same.” Zoey said making a face.
“How many advanced classes are you in?” Bridget asked her softly.
“Never mind that; what classes are you in period?” Zoey asked.
“Oh um; I have a lot of fun classes.” Vivian said softly. I will say…she is
cute for a student. What the hell am I thinking; she’s a student for crying out
loud!
“Like what? Any cute boys…or teachers?” Zoey asked.
“Uh…Zoey!” Vivian cried embarrassed.
“What? I’m just wondering. So what classes do you have that you consider fun?”
Zoey asked again.
“Well I have:
SM1
   1. Mythology-7:00-7:45 AM-Mr. Gregory
   2. Advanced US History 7:50-8:35 AM-Mr. Jacks
   3. Arts Metals & Glass 8:40-9:25 AM-Mrs. Heathe
   4. Drawing & Painting 9:30-10:15 AM-Mrs. Faller
   5. Advanced American Lit. 10:20-11:05 AM-Mr. Gregory
   6. Lunch 11-05-11:55 AM
   7. Pottery 12:00-12:45 PM-Mrs. Guger
   8. Study Hall-12:50-1:35 PM-Mr. Jacks
   9. Study Hall-1:40-2:25 PM-Ms. Sade
  10. Creative Writing-2:30-3:15 PM Mr. Swanson
  11. Advanced Science 2-3:20-4:05-Mr. Grant
I wanted to take English Lit as well, but they told me I needed a second study
hall instead…
SM2
   1. Silent Reading & Book Reports-7:00-7:45 AM-Ms. States
   2. Advanced Arts Metal & Glass 7:50-8:35 AM-Mrs. Heathe
   3. Advanced Mythology 8:40-9:25 AM-Mr. Gregory
   4. English Lit. 9:30-10:15 AM-Mr. Gregory
   5. Advanced Creative Writing 10:20-11:05 AM-Mr. Swanson
   6. Lunch 11-05-11:55 AM
   7. Advanced Drawing & Painting 12:00-12:45 PM-Mrs. Faller
   8. Study Hall-12:50-1:35 PM-Ms. Crews
   9. Study Hall-1:40-2:25 PM-Mr. Grant
  10. Advanced Pottery-2:30-3:15 PM Mr. Guger
  11. Advanced Science 2-3:20-4:05-Mr. Grant
“I got to chose most of my classes this year; I love this school!” Vivian said
with a big smile.
“I don’t know how you can; I would’ve rather gone to your school; you only had
eight classes and they started at 8:00 instead of 7:00.” Zoey said annoyed.
“Yeah, well that’s a change, but I don’t mind; I like all the classes and being
here. Plus, unlike my old school, I get to pick most of my classes with a few
that are mandatory.” Vivian said.
“Speaking of which; how did you manage to get out of Health Class? That’s
mandatory and you’re not in it.” Zoey said looking at her.
“I took the exam for it last week; they told me if I could pass that I didn’t
have to take the class.” Vivian said simply.
“Lucky. So, are you ready to go then?” Zoey asked.
“For what?” Vivian asked confused.
“To go to the mall; you said you’d go, remember? Mark is waiting and Sardon
said he’d give us a ride.” Zoey said simply.
“Mark’s going to be there? Who’s Sardon?” Vivian asked looking at the two.
“Of course Mark’s going to be there; come on, he’s not a bad guy.” Zoey said
simply.
“As long as you’re happy and he doesn’t hurt you, I guess…who is Sardon again?”
Vivian asked softly.
“That’s the spirit! Sardon is Bridget’s boyfriend by the way; he’s a teacher
here.” Zoey said pushing the girls in the room while whispering the last part
so only we could hear.
“Oh…but why did you push us in here? Mr. Grant is here.” Vivian said simply.
“Elliot is one of Sardon’s best friends; he knows.” Bridget said as she waved.
“Oh…” Vivian replied as she looked around.
“So you’re coming right; we can see if you can get a boyfriend.” Zoey said
causing Vivian to turn very red in the face.
“N-no…no I-I’m good. I’ll go, but no boy searching…” Vivian stuttered out.
“There you girls are; did you find your friend yet? If you want to go to the
mall we need to go now. I have a family thing tonight, remember?” Sardon asked
as he came to the room.
“Yep, this is our friend Vivian; we’re totally ready to go.” Zoey said as she
dragged Vivian out of the room.
So that’s when I first met Vivian.
So the next two months went by and Vivian somehow became my best student…even
with her lack of knowledge of science. But I guess…she’s the only one that
tries and actually puts in the work.
“Ok class; it’s that time of the month again. Thursday I will be having a study
session at my home starting at six; come or don’t come; it’s up to you. I hope
to see some of you there…” I said as I handed out the flyer with all the
information on it.
The only reason I do this is because for advance classes it’s mandatory.
Granted I don’t know why; no one ever shows up.
Just then the bell rang indicating the end of the day. “Alright class; remember
to get that homework assignment done and handed in tomorrow. Have a good day
and be safe.” I said as everyone left.
***** Chapter 3 *****
              Chapter_3: A_Year_Ago:_His_Side_of_the_Story:_Pt._2
 
Thursday:
It was around six thirty and I was just hanging around my house with Wesley and
Sardon; they had their study groups right after school ended at the school.
Unfortunately I wasn’t lucky enough to get a time right away. Oh well; I’d
rather do it from my house anyways; I have a couch instead of hard seats.
I wasn’t really expecting anyone to show up because it was already half an hour
past the time I was supposed to start.
“You know, if you can’t get even one student to show up for study group,
Principal Harper will get on your ass again.” Sardon told me.
“Yeah I know. Personally I don’t care; he can shove it. This is my last year as
a teacher anyways; I’m planning on retiring and becoming an actual scientist
from home. I’ve already got takers who want me to help them; I just have to
quit being a teacher. I would’ve quite next semester, but I finally have a
student who actually wants to learn.” I said simply.
“You mean that Vivian girl?” Sardon asked as he and Wesley drank their beer; I
don’t drink.
“Yeah, that’s her; she’s actually pretty smart…when she puts her mind to it;
and when she’s not being distracted.” I said as I drank some milk and got my
Cat, Mr. Franks off the counter.
“I thought you said she was a good student.” Wesley said confused.
“She is; but other students have been cat calling her and it really bothers
her. But she always manages to get everything done.” I said.
“I think Bridget said she has an eidetic memory; so when she can’t finish her
notes in class she finishes them at home.” Sardon said as he ate some cheese.
“I’ve noticed that about her; she always has notes done…no matter what.
Sometimes they’re out of order, but they’re there.” I said simply as I once
again chased Mr. Franks off the counter.
Knock, knock, knock.
All of the sudden there was someone knocking on my door; god I hope it wasn’t
my wife again…unless she was ready to sign the divorce papers.
I went to the door and got a huge surprise; there at my door…in the rain was
Vivian. She was soaking wet.
“Oh thank you lord; I finally found you! Wait, this is your place right?” She
asked me as she started to shiver.
“Get in here; what are you doing here?” I asked her confused as I went to find
a towel.
“For the study group; I’m sorry I’m late. I don’t know the area and I couldn’t
find it. And I left my place late because I fell asleep. I’m sorry. I didn’t
miss it did I? Oh I did, I’m sorry. Hello.” She said as she finally noticed
Wesley and Sardon; she really was a spaz.
“You walked here…in the rain?” I asked skeptical.
“Well, it wasn’t raining when I left. It only started fifteen minutes ago. Why
are you looking at me like that?” She asked me while I just stared at her.
“Yeah, but it’s down-pouring.” I said as I grabbed her one of my shirts and a
pair of boxers.
“It’s ok; it’s just water.” She said with a smile.
“Yeah ok…there is a bathroom down the hall and to the right; go take a shower
and dry off before you catch a cold. I don’t need your parents coming after
me.” I said sighing.
“My parents won’t come after you; I’m emancipated.” She said simply.
I just stared at her like she was crazy, but she showed me her ID and
emancipation information.
“Ok then…go take a shower and dry off anyways; I still don’t need you getting
sick. Put these on; I’ll wash and dry your clothes afterwards.” I said simply.
“Does this still mean we’re going to do study group?” She asked.
“Go! We’ll discuss it after you’re out.” I said pushing her towards the
bathroom.
“Ok, ok, I’m going.” She said as she walked to the bathroom.
She was only in there for about five minutes when she came out.
“Now why are you staring at me?” She asked when she came out.
She was wearing my clothes…and she was super cute in them.
‘Damnit! What the hell am I thinking; she’s my student! I’m not Sardon. I’m not
Sardon.’ I said to myself.
“Mr. Grant, are you ok?” She asked me confused and concerned laced in her
voice.
“Yes, I’m fine. Where are you clothes?” I asked and noticed she had a plastic
bag. “I told you’d I wash them for you; now hand them over and go sit down.” I
said simply; she did as she was told.
“Well, we’re going to head out now. Have a good study date.” Sardon and Wesley
said at the same time as they left.
“Ooh…maybe not.” Wesley said in a worried tone.
“Your wife’s here. Good luck. I’d stay, but I’m supposed to meet Bridget.”
Sardon said as he headed out.
“See you later.” I sighed.
“Do you need me to stay?” Wesley asked looking at me.
I would’ve said no, but Vivian was here. “Yeah, that’d be great.” I said
simply.
When Sardon said my wife was here I saw a pained face come across Vivian’s
face; I didn’t understand why, but I didn’t have time to ask.
“Well, well, well, came just in time for one of the riff-raff to leave. I can’t
stand that guy; why was he in our house? And you to Wesley; why are you here?”
My wife asked me and Wesley.
I was about to say something when she finally noticed Vivian.
“Who the hell is she? Are you cheating on me…with some child slut?” She asked;
and I could see a flash of pain in Vivian’s eyes.
“Molly that’s enough! First off, this is my house, not ours; you don’t live
here. If you remember, we’re separated. And why? Oh yes, that’s right; because
you’ve been cheating on me for years now. And as for Vivian; she’s my student
and she came here to study.” I said rather annoyed and angry.
“Excuse me! Listen here sweetheart; this is as much my house as it is his. If
you’re fucking my husband I want you out right now! If you’re not fucking your
student, why is she wearing your clothes?” Molly asked and I lost it.
“Can I use the bathroom?” Vivian asked looking down.
“Yeah, go ahead.” I said before Molly could say anything.
After I heard the bathroom door shut I let loose. “Do you have anything better
to do then tear someone else down?! And no, this is not your house; I bought it
before we were married. And by the way, marrying you was a mistake! I’m not
fucking her; I’m not even having sex with her! She’s just my student and she’s
here to study! And for Christ’s sake; not that it’s any of your business but
she’s wearing my clothes because she walked here in the rain and she was soaked
from head to toe; I didn’t want her to get sick! Now, get out of my house
before I call the police…again!” I yelled extremely pissed off.
After I freaked out she left and I calmed down after a few minutes.
“Are you good now?” Wesley asked me.
“Yeah I think so. You can go if you need to be somewhere.” I said simply.
“Yeah, I’ll go; but I need to say something first.” Wesley said seriously,
looking at me.
“Yeah, what is it?” I asked.
“Tread carefully.” He said.
“Excuse me.” I said confused.
“With Vivian. You can try to hide your feelings from everyone and even
yourself; but you can’t hide them from me. I see the way you stare at her; I’m
not sure if Sardon does or not, but I do. I’m not going to say anything
negative because I see how Sardon and Bridget are; they’re really happy
together despite the age difference. If you decide you want to have something
with her, tread carefully. After all, you deserve some kind of happiness;
because god knows you’re not going to get that with Molly. Now I have to go.
Have a good evening; and remember what I said.” Wesley said simply as he left.
I stood there and sighed…then I jumped when I heard a scream and a loud
crashing noise coming from my bathroom.
“Vivian, what happened? Are you ok? Are you decent in there? I’m coming in!” I
exclaimed as I opened my bathroom door.
When I got in there I stared in shock; there in the middle of the floor was
Vivian and Mr. Franks…surrounded by a bunch of bathroom things.
“What happened in here?” I asked as Mr. Franks started to cuddle and nuzzle
Vivian; something he never did with Molly or any other of my friends.
“I’m sorry. I was washing my hands after using the bathroom and waiting for the
fighting to be done when I felt something run across my legs. When I looked
down there was nothing there…until I looked back up onto the bathroom sink; the
cat just jumped at me out of nowhere and I fell backwards.
“Mr. Franks…” I sighed before kneeling next to her.
“Did you hit your head?” I asked as Mr. Franks jumped to me.
“No.” She replied.
“How many fingers do you see?” I asked her.
“Three. One. Four and a thumb.” She responded.
“Ok, let me help you up. Don’t worry about any of this; I’ll get it later.” I
told her as I helped her up.
“Thank you.” She said softly as we went back to the living room…Mr. Franks
walking in between her feet the entire time.
When she sat on the couch Mr. Franks jumped up on her and sat on her lap right
away.
“Wow…” I just said as I grabbed a chair and sat across from her.
“What?” She asked as she petted Mr. Franks.
“He normally doesn’t like anybody but me.” I said as I looked at what she had
done.
“Maybe I’m special.” She said smiling.
“Maybe.” I said simply.
“No, it’s not that; I have nine cats of my own.” She said simply.
“Nine?” I asked.
“Mmmhmm.” She made a noise.
I didn’t say anything, but wow, nine; that’s a lot of cats.
So for the next half an hour we worked on what she didn’t understand; which was
most of it. All was going well…until her phone rang and she freaked out.
Vivian’s_Grandma:
“What’s going on; is everything all right?” I asked as she jumped up after the
call ended.
“Are my clothes done?” She asked right away.
“They should be. Hold on…” I said going to the dryer; they were done.
“Thank you!” She exclaimed running to the bathroom to change.
She came back out a few minutes later.
“I’m sorry but I have to go! I forgot I was supposed to go see my grandma
tonight! I go every Tuesday and Thursday, but I wanted to see what study group
was! It was really fun and we’ll have to do it again; it really helped! I have
to go; I have half an hour to get there! I’m sorry; I’ll see you tomorrow in
class!” She exclaimed as she gathered her things and took off…into the rain
again.
“Damnit all!” I exclaimed as I got my keys.
I found her running down the street in the rain.
“Hey! Where are you going; I’ll take you there.” I said from in my car, getting
Vivian’s attention.
“Shady Pine Home. I’m fine; I don’t want to burden you.” She said.
“Vivian, I’m only going to say this once; get in the damn car before you get
sick!” I exclaimed. She was hesitant at first, but eventually got in.
“Shady Pine Home for the sick or elderly?” I asked.
“There are two different places?” She asked confused.
“Yeah. Is your grandma sick?” I asked.
“Define sick?” She asked.
After a few minutes of silence she spoke up, “The only thing I know is that the
place is on the corner of 6th of Maple Street.” She said softly.
“So for the elderly then…” I said as I drove.
The rest of the way was silent.
“Thank you Mr. Grant.” She said as she got out of the car and headed inside.
“You’re welcome I said back.” I was about to head out when I noticed she forgot
her book bag.
“Damnit…” I cursed as I parked the car and got out.
“Hello, how may I help you?” A lady at a front desk asked.
“I’m not sure. I just dropped off Vivian Graze and she forgot her book bag in
my car; she’s here to see her grandma. I’m sorry I don’t know her grandmother’s
name.” I replied back.
“Oh you mean Vivs. Her grandma is Caroline; she is in room 44C. You just go
down that hall, turn left and go straight for six rooms and turn right; her
room is the second on the left. Have a good day sir.
“Thank you.” I said as I started looking all the while thinking, ‘why on earth
can’t I stop thinking about Vivian?’
After a few minutes I found them; her grandmother was embarrassing her about
something.
“Grandma!” I head Vivian cry out.
“What? Its how you feel isn’t it?” Her grandmother asked.
I feel like I’ve walked in on something I shouldn’t have.
“Oh hello; may I help you with something?” Her grandmother asked when she
noticed me.
“Hmmm? Grandma, who are you talking…to? Mr. Grant, what are you doing here?”
Vivian asked me a bit shocked as she went red in the face.
“You forgot your book bag in my car; I guess you were in such a hurry.” I said
handing her, her book bag.
“Thank you.” She said softly.
“So you’re Mr. Grant? Why, he is rather handsome isn’t he?” Her grandma asked
in a mischievous tone of voice.
“Grandma…” Vivian sighed smacking her head, turning brighter red. “I’m sorry
about her; she’s a little flamboyant.” Vivian said as she recovered from her
embarrassment.
“Oh its fine. Well, I should be going then. I’ll see you tomorrow in class.” I
told her as I turned to leave.
But before I could get one foot out the door her grandmother spoke, “Mr. Grant,
why don’t you stay and play a game of scrabble with us. It’ll be fun; I haven’t
played a three person game of scrabble in a long time. Come on.” Her grandma
said, pretty much demanding of me.
“Grandma…Mr. Grant is a very busy man…” Vivian said simply.
“He can’t be that busy; he was able to bring you here in time. And so you’re
not late for that job of yours; he can give you a ride there afterwards.
Besides a three person game will go faster than a two person game. What do you
say? Come on Vivs, please. Please! Please! Please!” Her grandmother begged…like
a child.
“If he wants, I guess…” Vivian sighed.
“What do you say Mr. Grant; care to join us?” Her grandmother asked.
“I guess one game wouldn’t hurt. And it is pouring out there…” I said humoring
her grandmother.
“Ok Caroline; it’s time to take your medications.” An orderly said coming into
the room.
“No, I don’t think so.” Caroline replied back kind of harshly.
“Grandma!” Vivian exclaimed shocked.
“I will not take any of my medications from you; I want them from that nice gay
guy.” Caroline said stubbornly.
“Grandma, do you mean Chris?” Vivian asked.
“Yes, Chris; the gay guy; he is so kind and makes me laugh.” Caroline said
simply.
“Grandma…” Vivian started out sighing before continuing, “Chris can’t give you
your medications today or for awhile. You’ll be lucky if he ever comes back.
Grandma, Chris was in an accident and is in the hospital; he’s hurt very badly;
he can’t even walk right now.”
“Did that lady tell you that? It’s all hogwash!” Caroline yelled.
“No grandma…Chris called me last night; I promise.” Vivian said looking at her.
“I know my Vivs wouldn’t lie to her grandma, now would she?” Caroline asked.
“No grandma, I wouldn’t. Please grandma, let this lady help you. If you don’t
let her help you, Mr. Grant and I won’t play scrabble with you.” Vivian said
softly, pleading with her grandma as I looked around.
I seen a few pictures that caught my eye; they were of famed scientists Carlton
Kriticus and his son Matthew Kriticus. They were two of my favorite scientists
ever and I looked up to both of them.
After a little bit of persuasion, Caroline let the orderly give her shots and
other medications.
“There, I took them. Now we can play scrabble.” Caroline asked impatiently.
“Yeah, I think I have time. Mr. Grant?” Vivian asked me.
“Mr. Grant, are you ok?” Vivian asked me again, this time snapping me out of my
confusion.
“Huh, what? Oh sorry. Yeah, I’m ready; let’s play.” I said as we sat down.
“Grandma, this is my Advanced Science teacher, Mr. Grant. Mr. Grant, this is my
grandmother Caroline.” Vivian said introducing us while getting the stuff for
Scrabble.
As Vivian was getting things ready, I just had to ask.
“Caroline, do you mind if I ask you a question?” I asked.
“If you don’t mind me asking you one first.” She answered back.
“Shoot.” I said.
“What is your first name? I only ever hear Mr. Grant.” She said simply.
“Oh, my name is Elliot.” I said simply.
“Elliot? That’s a nice name. It’s Hebrew, it’s a form of the name Elijah and it
means “Lord is my god.” Vivian is Latin and means “Full of life.” And my
grandbaby is certainly full of life. Anyways, you had a question for me; shoot,
as you say.” Caroline said.
“You knew Carlton and Matthew Kriticus?” I asked.
“Yes, I knew them both very well. And Vivian, she knew my husband very
well…Carlton was my husband and Matthew was our son; Vivian’s father.” Caroline
said softly.
“Can we just play the game please; I have to be to work in a two hours.” Vivian
said softly; she obviously wasn’t comfortable with this conversation.
“Yeah, sure.” I said
“Mr. Grant?” Vivian asked me softly.
“Yeah?” I asked.
“Could you keep score; she cheats when she keeps score. I do not; you do!” Both
Vivian and Caroline shot out at the same time.
“Sure.” I said simply.
So we play a round of scrabble and I kept score and Vivian won; she is very,
very good at this game. Her grandma came in second; they both use big words…
“Well grandma, it was fun; but I have to go.” Vivian said simply as she gave
her grandmother a hug.
“But first, I have something for you. I didn’t have a whole lot of money to get
you anything for your birthday and I was going to give this to you anyways.”
Vivian said digging through her bag.
“Oh sweetheart; I tell you every year not to worry about getting me anything. I
just love spending time with you.” Caroline said somewhat annoyed.
“I know, but I didn’t buy this; I made it in art…just for you. Here, I didn’t
have time to wrap it, but I hope you like it.” Vivian said softly handing her
grandma a painting of five cats.
“Oh, oh my. Is this all of them; my boys…and is this my Dolly Parton?” Caroline
asked as tears started to form.
“Yep. Do you like it?” Vivian asked hopeful.
“Do I like it? No, I love it. This is the best thing ever! But anything from
you is the best ever. Now, if you’d find yourself a good guy; that’d make me
extremely happy as well; someone to take care of you.” Caroline said making
Vivian blush and spaz.
“Grandma!” Vivian cried out.
“Baby girl, you know I love you. I’ll see you next time.” Caroline said as the
two hugged.
“Oh, but first…I need to use the bathroom. Love you grandma; see you around.”
Vivian said as she headed out.
I was about to head out when Caroline stopped me.
“Elliot, wait. Please, can I talk with you for a moment?” She asked me.
“Um, sure.” I said simply.
“I may be old, but I’m not blind; just so you are aware. Let me talk. I see the
way you look at my grandbaby; she is single. If you ever get the courage to ask
her out, please do me one favor. Take care of her; she’s…had a hard life. She’s
stubborn and not used to asking for help either. As you know, my husband and
son were great scientists; I am not. I know nothing about science; I was big
into mathematics and writing. And to be honest, she’s more of a writer herself
and a talented one; she’s defiantly more talented in it then I was. I think she
gets her smarts from her dad and grandfather personally. But she struggles with
math and science; more math, but eh. As soon as she could; she got done taking
math classes. I’m sure she would’ve stopped science, but she wants to
learn…even if she doesn’t want to be a scientist; she just wants to learn. She
was never and I mean never into science when she was little; but after her dad
died she started to pay a little more attention to it. She started learning
from her grandfather before he died. Well, she tried to learn. Science is one
of her gray areas. Being really honest; she never really knew her father. He
was a really busy man; and when he was around she was with her mother. But, she
was really close with her grandfather. You do know she got herself
emancipated.” Caroline asked me.
“Yes, I know.” I replied.
“Ok. Keep an eye on her…even if you don’t ask her out. She doesn’t think I
know, but I do; I don’t like the place she’s living at. Follow her and you’ll
see. But I can’t stop her. Anyways, you should go; she’s probably waiting. And
don’t be a stranger; visit any time. I like having someone I can wipe the floor
with at scrabble.” Caroline said with a chuckle.
“Ok, see you around. Have a good day.” I said as I left her room.
Sure enough I found Vivian waiting by the front doors.
***** Chapter 4 *****
              Chapter_4: A_Year_Ago:_His_Side_of_the_Story:_Pt._3
 
Trouble:
“Your grandma is a…” I started.
“Character?” Vivian asked as we went to my car.
“Yeah…” I said as I started driving.
“So where to?” I asked, but she remained silent.
“Where do you work?” I asked again, wondering what could be so bad.
“So you know about my dad and grandpa?” She asked softly.
“Yes; but if you don’t want to talk about that, it’s fine. I understand that it
must be hard for you; I lost both my grandparents when I was very young.” I
told her.
“I’m sorry.” She said softly; she seems to say that a lot.
“Anyways, where am I taking you?” I asked again.
She just sighed and then said where she needed to go, “Friskey’s Bar, Grill and
Other.”
I slammed on my breaks and pulled over.
“Where did you say you work?” I asked shocked, not thinking I heard her right.
“Friskey’s Bar, Grill and Other.” She repeated.
“I thought that’s what you said. And you’re how old?” I asked.
“I told you I’m sixteen; I’ve been working there since I was fourteen. It’s
fine; I’m just waitressing.” She said softly.
“No. No, no. Do you know what that place is?” I snapped.
“Yes…but I need to pay rent somehow.” She said slowly.
“There’s no way a fourteen year old needs rent money; fourteen year olds can’t
get emancipated!” I was yelling by this point.
“I know. At that point I was saving up to get things, emancipated and enough to
rent when I turned sixteen. And tuition…” She said softly.
“I don’t care! Do you know how dangerous that place is?! How can you be so
reckless and stupid?” I asked her as I started up the car again.
The rest of the ride was silent; I dropped her off and she slowly walked into
her job. I was very upset and angry, but at the same time I felt bad. Sigh…I
shouldn’t have yelled at her like that. And I shouldn’t have called her stupid.
After awhile I started to get hungry so I went to a diner down the street and
had dinner. It made me think; when did she last eat that day?
I was going to go home when I got a flat tire…so I had to go find an all night
dealership. Let me tell you, there aren’t many of them; but I found one.
I was told it would be a few hours because there were three cars ahead of me. I
said fine, paid and made sure I had proof of payment before I headed out.
After I got done there I walked to the park a few blocks away for a few hours.
It was about midnight when I decided I was calm enough to go get my car and
that’s when I saw Vivian walking.
“Seriously; it’s after midnight. What is she doing?” I asked myself.
‘Right, she probably thinks I hate her by now. Maybe I should let her be.” I
thought to myself.
I got to the dealership and they had just gotten to my car; come back in
fifteen minutes or in the morning.
Great…
So I went out walking, staying close to the dealership so I could get my car as
soon as possible.
But staying close to the dealership all changed in a heartbeat when I heard
something that made me cringe.
“Ahh! Get off of me! Please! Somebody please help me! Please, please; I’m just
a waitress; I don’t dance or anything! Please stop!”
That was Vivian; she was in trouble. All the anger that I had at her turned to
fear as I rushed in the direction I heard the screaming.
I don’t really remember a whole lot from that night; I just remember waking up
in a hospital bed with stabbing pain in my arm. Vivian was sleeping sideways in
a recliner and I swore I could hear…cats?
Admissions_at_the_Hospital:
“Oh, Mr. Grant, you’re awake. How are you feeling this morning?” A nurse asked
coming in.
“What time and day is it?” I asked a bit groggy.
“It is nine in the morning on a Friday. How are you feeling?” The nurse asked
again.
“I need to get to class; I have classes to teach!” I said panicked as I sat up,
but laid back down holding my arm.
“What happened?” I asked confused.
“First off, you’re not going anywhere until a doctor releases you. As for what
happened, you saved that young girl; twice. She called 911 frantic and said you
and her were hurt. The suspects by the way have been apprehended and are in
prison; they were both very wanted men. That poor girl; she’s about to be
homeless; she refuses to go home to her parents. But what can you do; she’s
emancipated. Anyways, she waited with you all night; I think she fell asleep a
few hours ago. You two are very lucky. You were stabbed twice in your right
shoulder area.” The nurse said simply, kindly.
“What about Vivian?” I asked right away.
“Well, she was about raped with a foreign object; the knife handle I think. The
doctor said she was lucky; she still has her hymen intact. She had a minor
concussion and she inhaled a lot of smoke. She had a few cuts on her stomach
and upper legs from falling through the floor. She also had a few cuts on her
wrist as well; but those are old and are all self inflicted.”
“Wait, are you saying she’s a cutter?” I asked confused.
“It seems that way, but these cuts with the exception of one are old. How are
you feeling this morning?” The nurse said as she once again asked me how I was.
“Oh you know; like I’ve been stabbed.” I said annoyed.
“Can you rate you pain from one-ten; one being the least amount of pain and ten
being the worse?” The nurse asked me.
“Umm, five; pain doesn’t really bother me a whole lot.” I said honestly.
“Ok so you don’t want any pain medications right now?” She asked.
“No, I’m good thank you.” I said simply.
“Well if you’re all good I’ll let you be. Just push that button if you need
anything.” The nurse said leaving.
I didn’t say anything back that time.
Cutter? What’s so wrong with her life that she had to resort to cutting?
Mew, mew, mew, mew.
There are those cats again; where are they coming from?
“Oww…what the hell?” I asked myself and then I noticed a little black cat had
jumped up onto the bed and onto me.
Meowww…
The cat meowed at me like it wanted attention. It had a tag:
                            My Name is: Mr. Shadow
                           My Owner is: Vivian Graze
                     If found Please Call: (732) 639-3372
This must be one of Vivian’s cats.
“Mr. Shadow huh?” I asked it as it head butted me.
After an hour or so Wesley and Sardon came into the room.
“What happened?” Wesley asked right away.
“I don’t remember exactly. But apparently I was stabbed twice; and Vivian was
nearly raped by a knife handle, suffered smoke inhalation, scratches on her
stomach and legs from falling through a floor and apparently she’s a cutter.
What’s going on with you two?” I asked annoyed.
“The news said that you gave Vivian a ride home after study group and she was
attacked and then the apartment she was staying in caught fire and there was a
murdered woman found there. The only reason we knew what was going on was
because Vivian called us frantic; neither of could understand her. By the time
we arrived on the scene you two were unconscious on the floor in between a
giant whole and her couch. She was struggling to breathe because of the smoke
when we pulled you two out.” Wesley explained.
Right after we got you out the ambulances were there ready to take you to the
hospital.   Doctors say that if she hadn’t wrapped your arm up like she had;
you would be dead.” Sardon explained.
“What are her cats doing here?” I asked confused.
“She refused to leave without them. She had them in their carriers already;
something to do when the fire first started. So Sardon got you and Vivian while
Bridget, Zoey and I got the cats. They are at school right now; they’ll come
and visit later, if they get the time. So what’s the plan?” Wesley asked
looking at me.
“First off, and I don’t care what others have to say about this, I’m going to
have Vivian move in with me; I have three spare rooms. I don’t care what it
takes; I am getting her out of that place and job and somewhere safe.” I
explained.
“Whatever works for you; just don’t push her too far.” Wesley said simply.
“So what is that cat’s name?” Sardon asked.
“Apparently his name is Mr. Shadow.” I said simply.
“Awww…I see. Are you going to be able to handle having ten cats in your house?”
Sardon asked.
“I’ll have to; I’m not going to make her move in and get rid of her cats.” I
said. Just then I heard Vivian start to stir a little.
“Vivian?” I asked looking over at her.
“Mr. Grant, you’re alive!” She cried happily.
“Yes, and so are you…” I said as I trailed off.
“We’ll give you some space.” Wesley said as he and Sardon left the room.
“Vivian…” I started.
“I’m soo sorry Mr. Grant; you were right! I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you!”
Vivian cried.
“I didn’t say anything for you to have to listen to. I shouldn’t have been so
harsh; I was just shocked. But I will say this and I want you to listen and do
as I say. Do you understand me?” asked.
“Yes.” She said softly.
“Ok good. I want you to quit that job and I want you to move in with me.” I
told her flat out.
“What?” She asked confused.
“You have nowhere to go; that place, all though didn’t burn down, it was set on
fire due to technical issues. And that could happen again; it’s not safe… And
that job of yours I believe landed in the hospital and nearly got you raped
with the handle of a knife. As I said before it’s too dangerous. And that place
you were living in was a death trap. I have three extra rooms you can stay in;
so I want you to stay at my place.” I told her simply.
“What about your wife; she doesn’t seem to want me there.” Vivian said quietly.
“What she wants doesn’t matter. We’re separated and I make no plans on getting
back together with her. She cheated on me; not that that matters a whole lot. I
never loved her to begin with; I was, in a way, forced to marry her. It was my
dad’s idea; no I don’t really talk to my dad anymore. I don’t say this often,
but please. Please let me keep you safe.” I said to her.
“But…if I have no job…how will I pay rent and take care mine and my grandma’s
cats?” She asked near tears.
“Don’t worry about rent; just worry about school and such. And as for the cats
I will take care of buying the things they need. Come here and sit next to me.”
I said gently as I patted a spot next to me on the bed.
“I don’t think that’s allowed.” She said hesitant.
“I really don’t give a crap what’s allowed and what’s not. Please, come here.”
I said again.
This time she got up and slowly walked over to me and slowly sat down next to
me.
“Now, please don’t cry; I don’t like seeing you cry. I know you wanted to live
on your own and be independent; but staying at that job and in that deathtrap;
it’s not safe. Please, let me keep you safe.” I pleaded with her as I rubbed
her back softly. At my touch she jumped a bit, but relaxed and closed her eyes.
“Ok…Mr. Grant?” She said and then asked softly.
“Yes, what is it?” I asked her as I continued to rub her back; she seemed to
really like it.
“Why did you come save me last night…twice?” She asked me; I was a little
confused.
“I’m sorry Vivian, but last night is kind of a blur to me; I don’t really
remember a whole lot. I just remember hearing you scream for help and I just
knew I had to help. Do you remember what happened?” I asked her as I stopped
rubbing her back.
“Yes…” She said softly as a pink flush ran across her nose and cheeks.
“Are you feeling ok? Do you need to lie down? Hold on a second; here, lie
down.” I told her.
“N-no, I-I’m ok. I think I’m already breaking a rule by sitting here.” She said
softly.
“Like I said before; I don’t give a crap by what’s allowed and what’s not. Now,
come here.” I said as I gently pulled her down, onto the bed next to me.
I may not remember a whole lot of what happened last night; but I distinctly
remember saying “I love you” to her.
“Can you tell me what happened last night?” I asked her.
“Yes…” She said trailing off.
“Well, are you going to?” I asked as I looked at her.
“If you tell me something…if you can remember.” She said softly, looking up at
me.
“What is it?” I asked her.
“Did you mean what you said?” She asked me as she looked down while she
fidgeted with her fingers.
It took me a few seconds to realize what she meant.
I just sighed before I answered her. “Could you look at me when I tell you
this? There you are. Yes, Vivian, I meant what I said. I know I shouldn’t, but
I do.” I said simply; I was shocked by the tears in her eyes as she carefully
hugged me.
Was she crying?
“I’m sorry. Like I said before I know I shouldn’t…because of the age difference
and the fact that I’m your teacher. But, I can’t help how I feel. Again, I’m
sorry; I know its wrong.” I said to her.
I started to get even more confused as she hugged me tighter.
She began to shake as she spoke, “Why?” she asked.
“Why what; I don’t understand.” I said; I was very confused.
“Why is it wrong?” She asked as she began cry.
“Vivian…” I started, but was interrupted.
“Why do I feel like this?” She asked again.
“Vivian, look at me. Vivian, please. Please look at me.” I pleaded as I gently
cupped her chin to make her look up at me.
“Vivian…what do you feel?” I asked her, but she just cried.
“I feel…everything I shouldn’t towards a teacher.” She said softly, hiccupping
through tears.
“It’s ok…” I started.
“No, it’s not; you’ll get in trouble and I don’t want that!” She cried out.
I just sighed as I rolled on my side to face her better.
“Vivian…if you want to try to have a relationship I’d be thrilled to try as
well. And I’d only get in trouble if we got caught. And fortunately for me, I
live in an area where most don’t even care; not even the cops. The only thing
that would happen is I’d lose my job; which is fine by me, because I was
planning on quitting after the end of this year anyways. And we can make it
work; I know we can.” I said moving hair from her eyes.
“How?” She asked softly.
“Because my friend Sardon and your friend Bridget make it work.” I said simply
getting her attention.
“That’s right…” She said softly.
“Can I hug you?” I asked her, snapping her back to reality.
She nodded her head and held onto me while I held her in my arms.
“Say it, please?” She asked softly.
“I love you.” I said as she snuggled in closer to me.
“I love you.” She said softly to me and I just held her closer.
“So, you’ll move in and quit your job so I can take care of you?” I asked her;
she nodded her head yes.
“Good.” I said breathing in her scent.
“Now, will you tell me what happened last night?” I asked her.
“Where do you want me to start from?” She asked.
“I guess from when you left work.” I told her as I rolled back onto my back;
she didn’t look happy with a pouty face.
“Come here.” I told her as I chuckled and pulled her up to me so she could lay
her head on my shoulder.
“I left work to go home when I felt like I was being followed; so I quickened
my pace. I was almost home when I felt a hand grab my wrist and pull me back; I
was then thrown on the ground…hard. That’s when I saw who had grabbed me; it
was my boss’s brother…I think; they’re always together. Please don’t look at me
like that; you were right. He told me to be quiet and it would all be over in
just a little bit. I tried telling him I wasn’t a dancer or anything like that;
I was just a waitress. He then started to pull my close off and he pulled a
knife out; I thought he was going to kill me, but he just started to put it…”
She started, but I could see it upset her; I knew what happened anyways; he
started rape her with the knife.
“You can skip that part; I know what happened. The nurse told me…” I told her
as she cried into my chest.
I sighed; I could see Wesley and Sardon at the doorway out of the corner of my
eyes.
“You two might as well come in now; I know you’re there.” I said making Vivian
look up scared.
“No, you’re fine; it’s just Wesley and Sardon.” I said softly as they came in.
“Hello.” Wesley and Sardon said politely.
“Hi.” She replied back softly.
“Don’t you have to be back at school?” I asked annoyed as I held onto Vivian.
“Not for the next two hours.” Wesley said simply as he and Sardon sat down.
“Vivian, you might as well continue; I think they want to know as well.” I said
simply while the other two nodded.
“Right…before he could put it all the way in you came and attacked him. I
didn’t really see what happened but I know he stabbed you in your shoulder; I
could see and smell the blood from your shoulder…and your arm. I’m sorry; I
know it’s my fault. But anyways, he ran away and you were hurt…so I brought you
to my apartment where I bandaged you up the best that I could. You said my
apartment looked somewhat nice, but you didn’t like the area and you felt like
something was wrong. I was going to call you an ambulance when you said you
smelt smoke; and the flames started. I told you to go; and you said not without
you and you tried to pull me out. But I couldn’t; I couldn’t leave without my
cats. I could do without everything else; but not them. My grandma is going to
kill me when she finds all this out; she does watch the news. You told me to
make it quick; and I did. My cats knew something was wrong so they were already
at their kennels. You put them in the hall as I went to get the last cat…Mr.
Shadow; he can be a bit difficult. I figured I’d just carry him out. On the way
though I heard a noise and so did you; and that’s when I fell through the
floor. You caught me right away because you heard the noise and you wanted me
out of there…and fast. You had a hard time getting me up so I passed you Mr.
Shadow and you then grabbed my other arm to pull me up. Then you fell backwards
and I feel on top of you and I couldn’t breathe and I felt something hit my
head.   And then everything went black and I woke up here. When the doctors
were done with me they said I could go see you; but you were asleep. I tried to
stay awake as long as I could, but I fell asleep. All my cats were in your
room; I don’t know why though.” Vivian said explaining everything as she
stretched.
She was starting to doze off; granted she was also trying to fight sleep.
After a few minutes she lost her battle and fell asleep, one arm around me and
the other between us, holding onto my shirt. Her head was buried in my shoulder
and I could feel her breath on my neck.
“Did she just fall asleep?” Sardon asked me shocked.
“Yes.” I replied.
“Did she just wake up a little bit ago?” Sardon asked again.
“I don’t think she actually slept very much.” I said as I played with her hair.
“You really do love her don’t you? You seem happy.” Wesley said looking at me.
“Yes, I do; and I am.” I replied back.
“That’s good. I’m so happy to see that you’re happy; you deserve it.” Wesley
said to me.
“It’s about damn time. If you hadn’t told her how you felt soon I would’ve told
her. But seriously; congrats.” Sardon said to me.
“Thanks you two. Hey, could you do me a favor?” I asked looking at them.
“What is it?” They asked me.
“Could one of you get my car; it’s at this place. And would one of you take her
cats to my place and make sure they and Mr. Franks are taken care of?” I asked
looking at them.
“Yeah sure.” They said at the same time.
“I’ll get his car and you get the cats.” Sardon said looking at Wesley.
“Fine. Call one of us when you get released; we’ll have our phones on and you
know our class room phones. You shouldn’t be driving right away…and I don’t
think she can.” Wesley said simply as he and Sardon picked up the cats before
leaving. But somehow Mr. Shadow avoided them and was still here
“Meow!” Mr. Shadow cried as he jumped up on us and fell asleep.
It wasn’t long after that, that I fell asleep as well.
A few hours later at about 2:30 a doctor came in and woke me up; Vivian was
still fast asleep.
“How are you feeling Mr. Grant?” The doctor asked me.
“I’m good; who are you?” I asked a bit groggy and my whole left side had gone
numb.
“I’m Dr. Salem. You know…if you didn’t have a girl sleeping on your arm; it
wouldn’t be asleep and numb.” The doctor said noticing that my left side was
numb.
I just looked at him.
“Don’t worry; I’m not here to judge. I’m just here to say if you think you’re
good to go; you can leave. I have written you a prescription for Oxycodone for
any pain you might have; take one to two ever six hours as needed.” The doctor
said simply as he smiled when Vivian stretched.
“Well whenever you’re ready; a nurse will be in, in a little while to remove
your IVs. Have a wonderful day and try to stay out of trouble.” He said as he
walked out of the room.
“Vivian, wake up.” I said, as I gently shook her.
“MmmmMmmm…” Vivian moaned as she stretched.
“What’s going on? Where are the rest of my cats?” She asked panicked as she sat
up and noticed that only Mr. Shadow was here.
“Vivie, calm down; Wesley took your cats to my place already; they’re safe. I
just have to wait for a nurse and we can go home.” I told her softly.
“You’re being discharged? Vivie?” She asked me.
“It seems that way. Oh yeah, I’m sorry. I just thought it was a cute little
nickname; you don’t like it?” I asked her as Mr. Shadow jumped to her.
“But aren’t you hurting? No, I like it; it’s just new.” She asked, concerned as
she got out of the bed; and then said as she blushed. She was even cuter when
she blushed.
“Nope. And good; Vivie. I should probably call one of the guys to come get us;
I’m not allowed to drive for the day.” I told her.
“Mr. Grant?” She asked before I could get dial Wesley.
“What is it?” I asked.
“Do you know if the building completely burned down or if it’s still standing?”
She asked me; I wonder why.
“Why?” I asked.
“I was just wondering if we could go back there and get some of my things if it
was still standing. My bed was pretty much new and I have a few of my grandma’s
things there; like her dresser, some knick-knacks, pictures and a few other
things. I also have a few of my dad’s and grandpa’s things. I was told that
unless something happened to them; I was supposed to keep their research safe.”
She said softly; she looked like she was going to cry.
“We can go by and see if it’s still there. And if it is; and you promise to be
careful, maybe tomorrow or something we can go and get your things.” I told
her. She looked at me shocked, like she thought I was going to say no and then
smiled.
“Thank you.” She said softly.
“You’re welcome.” I told her before I called Wesley.
When I got off the phone with him a nurse came in and removed all my IVs before
Vivian and I left…with Mr. Shadow and waited outside for Wesley to come get us.
The_Next_Day:
So it was now Saturday and we were at that god awful apartment Vivie used to
live in.
We were met there by Wesley and a medium sized moving truck, Sardon, Bridget
and Zoey.
“It’s about damn time you move out of this place. I just can’t it’s with Mr.
Grant; and that you’re dating now. But I’m glad; I’m glad you finally found
happiness.” Zoey said to Vivie as she hugged her.
“I’m happy for you too. So, are you going to be quitting your job as well?”
Bridget asked also hugging Vivie.
“…Yes…” Vivie said slowly.
“Finally!” Both Zoey and Bridget exclaimed happily.
This should be easy; she only has a few kitchen supplies, cat stuff in the
living room with an old couch, she said she didn’t want anymore and some
bathroom stuff. It’s her room that would take the longest to get done; it was
filled with all sorts of things. She mainly had stuffed animals, pillows and
blankets…a shit ton of stuffed animals, blankets and pillows. She also had
knick-knacks, her clothes, wall décor, posters, her bed and her dresser. Oh and
her dad’s and grandpa’s science research was hidden between her mattress and
box spring. The bed frame and her dresser were the heaviest things she had; I
think they were made of hickory wood.
“My grandpa made them; he made the dresser and frame for my grandma. But when
she went into the nursing home she couldn’t take them with so she gave them to
me; she says I’m her only grandchild. My dad never planned on having kids; but
grandma said he loved me very much. She also says I have an aunt, but they
don’t speak to each other. I don’t know why; and I don’t ask.” Vivie said
softly when she seen me looking.
“And those?” I asked as she held on tightly to a few stacks of paper that were
lettered and numbered.
“Research. I didn’t know where else to hide them and I didn’t want to get it
all mixed up so I lettered them with their initials and numbered them in
order.” She replied as she tripped over a loose floor board.
“I’m sorry.” She said as I helped her up.
“Don’t be; just be careful.” I told her as she boxed up the research with a
bunch of her stuffed animals.
After about two hours or so we got everything packed up and put in the moving
truck to take back to my place.
Bar_Fight:
After we got everything packed up I, along with Wesley and Sardon, for support,
took Vivian to her job so she could quit.
I knew this was going to be trouble, but I didn’t think it was going to be as
bad as it was.
“There you are; where the hell have you been?! You didn’t show up last night;
no call or anything! What the hell are you thinking?! And who the hell are
these guys?” Vivie’s boss/owner of the place yelled at her.
“I-I was attacked the other night…by your brother…Samuel. My apartment then
caught fire and I had to go the hospital. And then yesterday I moved…and today
I packed up the stuff that I had left.” Vivie said softly, scared as she
fidgeted with her fingers while looking down at her feet.
“Samuel would never attack you! I heard about what happened; you sent an
innocent man to prison! You probably wanted it anyways; pretty girl like you!
Now get to work!” The guy yelled pissing me off.
“I can’t.” Vivian said softly and then flinched when he yelled again.
“What do you mean you can’t? You look just fine to me.” The guy said as he
looked as if he was getting pissed.
“I’m quitting today…” She said looking directly at him.
“Like hell you are! Now get to work!” He yelled grabbing her arm roughly and
yanked her towards him.
“OWW!” Vivie cried out in pain.
“Get your hands off of her!” I yelled punching him in the face and gently
pushed her towards Wesley.
“Get her out of here!” I yelled as I stood my ground with this asswipe; Sardon
by my side.
“Right!” Wesley exclaimed taking a crying Vivie out of here.
“Where do you think you’re my girl?” The guy asked holding his face.
I won’t go into a lot of details; but by the time the police showed up, the
owner was on his ass bleeding from his mouth and nose and missing a few teeth.
He had tried to get me and Sardon arrested, but with Vivie’s, Wesley’s and a
few other girls statements he was arrested instead. And as it would turn out he
had several warrants out for his arrest.
***** Chapter 5 *****
              Chapter_5: A_Year_Ago:_His_Side_of_the_Story:_Pt._4
Our_First_Kiss:
So it took a few weeks to get used to things with Vivie and her cats living
with me and Mr. Franks.
We got her room all set up and she found she had even more room than at the
apartment. Mr. Franks loves having cat towers and wet food now; the cats are
slowly adjusting to each other and at least no longer want to kill one another.
I learned that she thought her cat Mr. Shadow was a girl at first; her name was
just Shadow until she found out he was a Mr. She also has a cat named Buttons
and together she and Mr. Shadow had three kittens; Bubbles, Pumpkin and Shimba.
She also has her grandma’s four cats, Elvis Presley, Jerry Lee Lewis, Johnny
Cash and Michael Jackson. She used to have a fifth cat named Dolly Parton, but
she died a few years back.
My house has two floors and a basement. The living room, kitchen, main bedroom
and a bathroom are downstairs along with a room that used to be my mancave. But
that was just when Molly was living here; I couldn’t stand being around her and
would lock myself in there. And that was before I found out she was cheating on
me. The room is now a study room. The upstairs has a bathroom and three
bedrooms along with a hall closet. The basement is full and finished; it has a
half bath and could be used for multiple purposes.
Something I had to get used to was when I woke up I had to start putting pants
and a shirt on; I walked out in just my boxers one morning…well actually a few
times, forgetting she had moved in while she was making breakfast and she blush
furiously and hide her face.
She had to get used to eating non processed foods all of the time; apparently
the only thing she knows how to make are eggs and already cooked foods. She
also had to get used to not walking everywhere all the damn time; I give her
rides to and from school so she doesn’t have to get up so damn early. I also
give her rides to see her grandma everyday; which they’re both happy about. And
somehow I always get dragged into playing scrabble…and losing horribly at it.
But it’s always nice to hear stories about Vivie’s father and grandfather…and
stories of when she was little…which always make Vivie blush and moan in
annoyance; it’s actually kind of cute.
Oh and Vivie was right; her grandma laid her a good one when she found out
where she was working and all that. But she was extremely happy she moved out;
and even more when she found out she moved in with me and we were dating.
I’ve taken her on several dates now.
I was sitting on the couch, listening to soft music, going through her
grandfather’s and father’s research when she came out of her room.
“Mr. Grant?” She asked softly, she had tears in her eyes.
“Vivie, what’s wrong; did something happen? Is Elvis and Jerry ok?” I asked
looking at her. You see Elvis Presley and Jerry Lee Lewis are on their last
life and we don’t think they’ll be around much longer.
“No, they’re ok.” She said softly as she stood at the end of the couch.
“What’s wrong?” I asked concerned.
“I think I had a nightmare.” She said looking at me before falling to her knees
and cried.
“Vivie, hey; everything’s ok. Do you want to talk about it?” I asked her; she’s
been having a lot of nightmares lately, but she never remembers them.
“You weren’t there; you were gone. Everyone was gone!” She said softly as I
pulled her to me. I carried her to the couch and set her down on my lap. She
seemed to really like that; it seemed to comfort her.
“It’s ok; I’m right here and I’m not going anywhere. And I’m sure the others
are fine as well; you’ll see them at school on Monday. And we can go see your
grandma and family anytime you want.” I told her.
“NO!” She exclaimed out of nowhere.
“What?” I asked shocked.
“Just grandma…no other family. I don’t want to see them!” she cried.
“Ok, ok.” I said as I rubbed her back.
She never talked about her family; and I never asked. I just figure she’ll tell
me when she’s ready.
“Ok, it’s getting late; we should get to bed.” I told her simply; it was after
a little after two in the morning.
I got up while picking her up and was about to take her to her room when she
asked me a question.
“Mr. Grant?” She asked softly, yawning.
“Can I stay with you tonight?” She asked me softly while leaning her head on my
shoulder; catching me off guard.
“What?” I asked kind of shocked.
“Can I stay with you tonight; in your room?” She asked again, but then said
softly, “I don’t want to do anything; but cuddle and sleep...and maybe…”
“Maybe?” I asked.
“I don’t know…” She said as I stopped at the foot of the stairs.
She grabbed a hold of my shirt and held on, pulling herself to me; like she
always does when I carry her up the stairs.
I sighed, breathing in her scent as I carried her to my room.
“I suppose you can stay with me.” I told her as I opened my door. I had to stop
and hold still as a horde of cats came running by. And at the end of that
horde, walking ever so slowly, with a bit of a limp were Elvis and Jerry; the
oldest two cats.
Even if we wanted to do something other than cuddle, we couldn’t; eight of the
ten cats were already in my bed while Elvis and Jerry waited to be picked up.
I gently put Vivie down and watched her crawl over to the wall before picking
Elvis and Jerry up; they howled in pain as soon as I touched them.
“I know…it’s time.” Vivie said softly looking at me with tears in her eyes, “I
don’t want to see them in pain anymore. And grandma always told me to do what’s
best for them.” She finished as I put them into the bed; they crawled up by her
head and found a comfy spot.
“I’ll see if we can get it done and over with tomorrow or the next day.” I
sighed as I told her this; she just looked at me with tears in her eyes, but
she understood.
I got into bed and lay next to her, holding her hand.
“I’m sorry to have to ask this, but do you mind if I take my shirt off?” I
asked her; I normally just sleep in my boxers, but I don’t want to make her
uncomfortable.
“That’s fine; it’s your bed. You do what makes you comfy; I’m just a guest for
the night. I know you sleep in your boxers.” She said softly.
“Thanks…and how do you know that?” I asked looking at her as I took my shirt
off.
“I’ve seen you in the mornings remember? You used to walk around in nothing but
your boxers when you first got up.” She said simply with a smile.
“Right.” I said remembering. I smiled as I gently touched her face.
We were just lying there staring at each other when I felt a bunch of cat paws
on my back pushing me to her and her to me.
“What in the world?” I asked out loud when the cats somehow managed to push us
together; they then laid right behind us, making it impossible to move.
Well, now I was really glad I kept my pants on; she was almost right next to
me. She was blushing again.
“I don’t think they want us moving anywhere.” She said softly as she fidgeted
with her hands. And that’s when I remembered something; I never talked to her
about her cutting. Then I thought about it and decided to wait; this probably
wasn’t the best time.
“Mr. Grant?” She asked looking at me.
“Yes, what is it?” I asked as I tried to maneuver around these cats a little; I
could feel her breath on my chest.
“I remember what I was going to say before; when you stopped at the stairs.”
She said looking at me.
“Ok, shoot.” I said.
“I was just wondering…” She started, but stopped as she turned red.
“Yes?” I asked pulling her chin up.
“Can I have a kiss? And not a kiss on the forehead; an actual kiss?” She asked
softly.
“Have you ever been kissed before?” I asked her.
“Once.” She answered.
I tucked some hair behind her ear before I answered her, “I’ll only kiss you on
one condition.”
“What?” She asked confused.
“When it’s just you and me; when we’re not in school…I want you to call me by
my name; not Mr. Grant. When it’s just the two of us, call me Elliot.” I told
her as I pulled her to me; she made a soft noise when I did.
“Elliot.” She said softly as she put her arms around my shoulders.
“Good girl.” I said making her smile and giggle before I leaned down to kiss
her lips for the very first time.
After I kissed her all the cats except for Elvis and Jerry moved to the foot of
the bed…
‘Those damn cats…but I guess I have them to thank for this.’ I thought to
myself as I pushed Vivie onto her back.
She just stared at me with wonder and amazement shining in her eyes.
“How was that?” I asked her.
“Really, really great…” She said as she put her arms up.
“Do you want to go to sleep now?” I asked her and she shook her head, “Can I
have some more?” She asked still holding her arms up.
I smiled at her and crawled over her where she put her arms around my neck.
I hadn’t expected to be making out with her that night; but that’s when did for
about an hour. She would pull me down on top of her and would shiver when my
bare skin touched the bare skin of her exposed stomach.
I had wrapped my arms around her waist and she made a noise.
“Are you ok? Did I do something wrong; do you want to stop?” I asked her after
that.
“N-no. I’m fine, it’s just a new feeling; that have arms around me like this.
But it’s a good feeling.” She said softly.
I smiled at her as I went back to kissing her. Every now and then I would lift
her small body up to mine and she would lightly moan into my mouth.
If it weren’t for her pulling away and yawning I think we would’ve gone too far
that night.
I rolled off of her and she looked a little disappointed.
“Go to sleep; you’re tired. And it’s now almost four in the morning.” I told
her as she rolled over onto her side and faced me.
“Can we do that again sometime?” She asked me.
I smiled at her before gently pecking her on the lips, “of course.” I responded
to her making her smile before she fell asleep.
I watched her sleep for awhile before pulling her to me and falling asleep with
her.
‘One day we’ll go all the way; but for now kissing is what we should stick to.’
That was my last thought as I fell asleep holding her close.
That next morning was horrible; both Elvis and Jerry passed away in their
sleep. Vivie was really depressed and slept most of the day; at least she
wasn’t cutting. I called her grandma to let her know. She sounded upset, but
said “at least they’re not in pain anymore and are in a better place.” She also
told me to watch over her granddaughter; I told her I always would.
The_Talk_About_Cutting:
So the next few months went by and everything was going smoothly. Sardon,
Wesley and I taught Bridget, Zoey and Vivie how to dance. School was going
really well; just a few months until May…until I’d retire and Vivie will
graduate. She’s still the best student I have; and it’s not because I’m dating
her; it’s because she’s the only one that does the work.
She said that she doesn’t understand anything her grandpa and dad writes in
their research…even with my teachings. She also told me that she was originally
going to sell or burn the research. If she had to do either, her grandma said
to burn it because the men that wanted the research were good for nothing
fucktards that were not worthy of the research. She couldn’t believe her
grandma would say such a thing, “fucktard.” I think it’s funny to be honest; I
wish my grandma was like that. Don’t get me wrong I love my grandma dearly, but
she’s nowhere near as entertaining as Caroline.
But anyways one day when she went to visit her grandma without me they talked.
Vivie told me that she had asked her grandmother permission to give me the
research; she said yes, that I was very worthy.
“If you want, when you’re done with teaching that is, you can use their
research and become a great scientist like them.” She said while we ate dinner.
She said she didn’t think it was finished yet, so I could get my work in there
as well.
That was the second greatest day of my life; the first being when Vivie and I
started dating and she moved in. I’m really glad that it wasn’t either; I want
to do some of the work as well. And Wesley is also quitting teaching as well
and is going to be my assistant. He finally got a girlfriend by the way; her
name is Liliana.   She’s a nice girl; she’s around his age. Best part is she
doesn’t judge my relationship with Vivie or Sardon’s with Bridget.
I’ve taken Vivie out on a few dates; we usually go to movies or out to dinner
on the weekends. She loves making out…any chance we get. Also her and her cats
have been sleeping with me more.
The only thing left to do is talk about her cutting. I know, I know; that
should’ve been done months ago. But we’ve been busy with other things and
tonight was no different; I have a school board meeting. So the plan is to drop
Vivie off at home and then had back for the meeting at six.
“Ok. Vivie, I need to have an important talk with you when I get home tonight.”
I told her seriously.
“Am I in trouble? Are you breaking up with me?” She asked me close to tears.
“No, I’m not breaking up with you. I just need to talk to you; it’s something
that should’ve been brought up months ago. You don’t have to worry about me
breaking up with you. I’ll see you in about two hours. Call me if anything goes
wrong or if there’s an emergency, ok?” I asked her.
“Ok. I love you.” She said and I smiled at her, “I love you too.” I told her as
I kissed her gently for a few seconds.
I left my phone one, but turned it to vibrate…until the principal made me turn
it off when we I got to the school.
At the meeting we talked about the same boring stuff we always talked about;
parent teacher conferences, retiring, graduation coming up, school lunch menus,
cameras being installed next year, stricter punishments for rule breakers and
bullies. And finally we talked about sexual harassment because it was brought
to the attention of the principal that a bunch of the younger girls at the
school were being sexually harassed by older male students.
That was all the first hour. The second hour was all about questions and
concerns; which most of us really didn’t care about. I just wanted to leave; I
needed to get home and have that conversation with Vivie.
Apparently I’m not the only one who didn’t want to be there because about
fifteen minutes into the last hour the meeting ended; nobody had any questions
or concerns.
“Have a good rest day and remember what I said.” Principal Harper said smiling
as everyone left.
“Well that was fun…” Sardon said as I started to turn on my phone.
“Yeah…” I said sarcastically as I waited.
“So is tonight the night?” Wesley asked looking at me.
“Yep.” I replied; my phone was being slow and stupid.
“The night for what? You’re not going to ask her to marry you are you?” Sardon
asked shocked.
“What, no! I’m going to talk to her about her cutting.” I said rather shocked
myself. Why on earth would he think I was going to ask her to marry me at this
point and time; I mean come on, she’s sixteen.
By the time my phone turned back on I noticed I had eight missed calls, more
than ten missed texts and eight voice mail in the last hour.
I was just about to check them when Zoey came running up out of breath.
“Mr. Grant!” She yelled as she panted.
“Zoey, what are you doing here? Are you alright?” I asked somewhat worried.
“No…I found out my boyfriend Mark was cheating on me!” She finally said through
deep and heavy breathing.
Sardon had already left; but if he were here, he’d have the same reaction as me
and Wesley. “The why are you telling me this” look.
I was about to say something but she said something first; something that
pissed me off
“He’s been cheating on me with your wife for the past two years!” She cried.
“Zoey, how do you know this? Don’t you think you should’ve called Vivian or
Bridget?” I asked as I made my way to my car so that others couldn’t hear.
“That’s why I’m here! Vivian texted me a picture of them kissing! They showed
up at your house! Vivian said she tried to call you, but you weren’t answering;
we figured you had your phone off or something. I went over there to see what
was wrong, but when I got there I couldn’t find Vivian and I can’t reach her on
her phone. And when she finally called back she sounded like she couldn’t
breathe!” Zoey yelled at me.
“For fucks sakes! Get in the car!” I exclaimed as I got in.
‘What did Molly do this time?’ I asked myself.
“Zoey, call the police and tell them to get to my place!” I demanded as I drove
off; driving a little faster than the speed limit…just because Vivie could
possibly be in danger and there were hardly and cars out right now.
By the time we got to my place and inside I could hear Molly yelling; she and
this Mark guy were having sex on my couch.
“What the hell!” I yelled as soon as Zoey and I got inside.
Molly was pissed off, especially when Mark pulled out, got dressed and tried to
apologize and explain away what had happened. He said that Molly had seduced
him; which is possible, but in this situation highly doubtful. Zoey broke up
with him after that and started crying.
“What are you doing here Molly; and where’s Vivian?” I asked pissed off.
“This is my house too you know. And who; who’s Vivian?” She asked playing
innocent. And that’s when the cops got here.
“You called the cops?” Molly asked pissed off.
“What seems to be the problem here?” The police officer asked.
“Nothing sir; just some miscommunication.” Molly said smiling.
“No, she’s trespassing; this is my house; I bought before we were married. We
are separated by the way; she doesn’t live here. Then there’s the second
problem; her and her boyfriend or whoever he is have done something with my
roommate Vivian. Yes, she’s one of my students; she lives here because she’s
emancipated and was living in a horrible situation before. But she’s missing
and they won’t say what they did with her.” I said as calmly as I could.
“She called me; she’s scared and sounded like she couldn’t breathe. She texted
me earlier because she had a picture of my ex kissing his wife. I texted him
and told him we were through and came here. There was no answer at the door.
And after I got that call I went to get Mr. Grant at the school.” Zoey said as
a witness and Molly and Mark were taken into custody; they refused to say where
Vivian was, claiming I was fucking her.
After a few minutes the police said that he would start a search; but he wanted
to search the house first. I told him that was fine. And a few minutes into
everything I started to hear a noise coming from my ceiling.
“What’s up there?” The police officer asked.
“I’m not sure; nothing should be up there. It’s just a crawlspace.” I said as I
showed him to where it was.
When we opened it up I could hear Vivian wheezing. Apparently Molly knew about
the crawlspace and had tied Vivie up and threw her up there because she refused
to tell Molly where I kept my money.
With my help, the officer got Vivian down and took her where paramedics were;
but she refused to go to the hospital. She said she was fine; the paramedic
confirmed that and she was sent back inside where Zoey hugged her right away;
both of them saying their I’m sorry’s and crying.
After about half an hour Zoey’s mom came to get her and took her home while
Vivian went to the bathroom to clean up; she was covered in whatever was up in
the crawlspace.
After about fifteen minutes or so in the bathroom I started to get a bad
feeling.
“Vivie, are you ok in there?” I asked through the door.
“Y-yes. I-I’ll be out in a minute or two.” She said shakily.
“Vivie, I’m coming in.” I said seriously; I got the feeling she was cutting.
And I was right. “Vivie, stop that! Give me that blade right now!” I yelled at
her.
After a few hesitant seconds she gave me the blade.
“Why? Why would you do this to yourself?” She just looked at me like she was
going to cry as I got a cloth, wetted and sat down. I grabbed her wrist and
pressed the cloth to the new cut and keeping pressure on it so the bleeding
would stop.
“Before you say anything; I know this isn’t the first time you’ve done this.
Earlier I said I needed to talk to you when I got home; this was why. The day
we told each other how felt; I should’ve said something then. A doctor told the
nurse and she told me after I asked how you were doing. Vivie, why? How long
have you been cutting? Have you been doing this since we started dating?” I
asked after telling her I’ve known about her cutting.
She looked at me before looking down and cried.
“I’m sorry. I’ve been cutting for a few years; I don’t know how many exactly
anymore. I didn’t tell you because I stopped after that day; after I moved in.
I was going to end it the night before that. Not because of you; but because
you were right. That job and where I lived; they weren’t good. I-I didn’t know
how you felt; I didn’t think anyone cared. Well I knew Zoey and Bridget and
grandma cared, but they’d move on after awhile; they all knew I cut. But I
stopped because…I don’t know why exactly. But I stopped. And tonight all my
anxiety or whatever came back and I lost it. I understand if you hate me now
and want me gone now. But I still love you and always will. I wasn’t going to
cut originally; I was going to stop. I was just pressing the blade down for a
few seconds when you knocked and it scared me so my hand jerked. I’m not saying
it’s your fault because it’s mine. I’m sorry.” She said softly as she explained
things.
I was angry and I didn’t know if she was telling the truth or not, but I still
loved her and I wasn’t going to kick her out.
With her arm above her head already, I gently pushed her down onto the cold
bathroom tiled floor and pinned her there.
“Now you listen to me; and listen good. Who you are now is not who you were
back then; and because of that I make no plans on leaving you. But in saying
that, I’m not going to ever let you cut again! I’m going to do everything in my
power to make you happy and keep you that way. Do you understand me? I only
care about who are now, not who you used to be. I love you here and now.” I
told her while I leaned over her, pinning her with my body.
“Mr. Grant…” She said trailing off.
“Elliot; my name is Elliot. It’s just you and me; I’m only Mr. Grant at
school.” I said putting both her hands together while I used my other to move
some of her wet hair out of her face.
“Elliot.” She said blushing and that’s when I realized she was just in her
panties; she had yet to put her pajamas on.
“I’m sorry!” I said quickly getting up so she could put her pajamas on; she
wore a satin pajama top with short satin pajamas. Her wrist was still bleeding
a little so I bandaged it up.
She stood up and hugged me again while she leaned her head against my chest.
“I’m sorry.” She repeated.”
“It’s fine; just promise you won’t do it again.” I told her as we walked to the
living room.
“I promise.” She said softly as she sat on the couch.
“Have you eaten yet?” I asked her.
“I had a cookie and a cheese stick.” She said softly.
“So that means no. And you didn’t eat lunch today I heard. What’s going on with
you?” I asked kneeling in front her.
“I don’t feel good; my head has hurt all day and my stomach has been upset for
the last few hours.” She said softly.
I sighed looking at her. I was about to feel her forehead when she got up and
ran to the bathroom and threw up; I could hear her and I felt bad.
After a few minutes she came back and I felt her forehead; it was really warm.
“Sit right here, I’ll be right back.” I told her.
“Ok.” She breathed out as I went to get the thermometer.
When I came back she had passed out sitting up.
I sighed again, “Guess I’ll check when she gets up again.” I laid her down on
the couch before finding her a pillow, blanket and one of her stuffed animals.
The next day she wasn’t any better; in fact she was worse. She had a
temperature of 102.5; so I made her go see a doctor. She had pneumonia; she was
sick for two weeks. So between Zoey and Bridget, they got all of Vivie’s
homework and school work she missed…including notes.
Doctors wanted her to stay at the hospital, but she flat out refused; she had a
panic attack over it. So I took her home and took care of her; if not me
someone else came over to.
***** Chapter 6 *****
              Chapter_6: A_Year_Ago:_His_Side_of_the_Story:_Pt._5
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Dren_&_Tarb:
So about four months before the end of the school year, Sardon’s parents died,
leaving his two brothers to him because they had no other family. His brothers’
names are Dren and Tarb and at the time they were twenty and fifteen.
“Knock, knock! Elliot let us in!” Sardon yelled from outside my door.
“I’m coming!” I yelled as I got to my door.
“Took you long enough; can we come in?” Sardon asked while his brothers stood
behind me.
“Yeah, might as well.” I said inviting them in.
“You remember my younger brothers Dren and Tarb, right? Is Bridget here by any
chance; she said her and Zoey were coming over.” Sardon asked looking around.
“Yeah; they’ve been here since last night.” I said as I got coffee.
“You sound so thrilled. What, didn’t get any last night?” Sardon asked looking
at me.
“Shut up!” I exclaimed throwing a spoon at him.
“So what’s wrong?” Sardon asked me.
“We were up all night watching horror movies. I’m not sure whose idea it was to
watch those kinds of movies because none of them could handle them; they all
screamed and jumped through all of them. Zoey and Bridget would hold onto each
other while Vivie latched onto me.” I said drinking some coffee.
“It couldn’t have been that bad; she was looking for protection.” Dren said as
he sat on my couch.
“You try having nails digging into your flesh through several movies. Or
screaming in your ears.” I said simply.
“Vivie screamed in your ears?” Sardon asked shocked.
“No, the other two did; Vivie said there and cried into my side while digging
her nails into my arm and stomach.” I said simply.
“I’m sorry…” Vivie said quietly as she walked downstairs rubbing her eyes.
“No, it’s fine; you tried saying you didn’t want to watch those movies. Where
are your glasses; how did you make it down here without them?” I asked
confused; she’s legally blind without them.
“I don’t know; I couldn’t find them. I’ve figured out the layout of this how
that I can feel my way around it; as long as I hold onto something I’m fine. I
just don’t know where my glasses are.” She said softly feeling around the
walls.
“Are these it?” Dren asked holding up Vivie’s glasses and waving them around in
the air.
“Yes, but why are they down here? Oh that’s right I had to carry all three
girls upstairs to Vivie’s room after they fell asleep on the couch; they
must’ve fallen off.” I said simply.
“Right…” Sardon said rolling his eyes as he snatched up Vivie’s glasses and
picked up Bridget’s on the way.
“Which one is Vivie’s room? Don’t worry, I’m not going to wake the girls; I’m
just going to set Bridget’s glasses next to her.” Sardon said as he handed me
Vivie’s glasses.
“Upstairs, first door to the left.” I replied placing Vivie’s glasses on her
face.
“That’s so much better.” Vivie said with a smile.
I was about to give her a kiss when she noticed Dren and Tarb.
“Oh, Mr. Grant has friends over?” She asked looking at them turning red.
“Vivie, these are Sardon’s younger brothers, Dren and Tarb. You don’t have to
call me Mr. Grant in front of them. Guys, this is my girlfriend Vivian.” I said
introducing everyone.
“You call her Vivie?” Tarb asked making a face.
“Yes, I call her Vivie. Just as you call Kiki ‘Pudding cup’.” I said
embarrassing Tarb.
“You swore you’d never say that out loud!” Tarb yelled as Dren fell to the
floor laughing his butt off.
“No, I said I wouldn’t tell Kiki.” I said simply.
“Who’s Kiki?” Vivie asked confused.
“Kiki is my youngest sister; I’ve told you that, haven’t I?” I asked looking at
her.
“No…you haven’t said anything much about your family. You just said you have a
mother, two younger sisters and you don’t talk to your dad. Your grandma is in
a nursing home five or six hours away and your grandfather passed away three
years ago. And you don’t talk to your grandparents on your dad’s side.” She
said softly.
“He only gets along with his mother and youngest sister Pudding Cup!” Dren
exclaimed teasing Tarb.
“Shut up!” Tarb yelled turning red in the face.
“What’s going on down here?” Bridget asked as she walked down the stairs with
Sardon.
“Did we wake you?” Dren asked looking at Bridget.
“No, Sardon did when he set my glasses down and tripped over a cat. No, you
guys woke up Zoey.” Bridget said softly.
“Oh no…” Vivie said as she and Bridget exchanged a look of worry.
“What’s oh no?” I asked confused.
“Zoey doesn’t like to be woken up by anything except her alarm clock…she gets
really cranky.” Vivie and Bridget said at the same time.
“What the hell is with all the god damn noise?! Don’t you know I’m trying to
sleep up here?! For fucks sakes! Can’t a woman get any damn sleep around
here?!” Zoey yelled stomping down the stairs.
She was about to say something else until she saw Dren and Tarb.
“Oh, why didn’t you say you had guests coming today?” Zoey asked as she turned
red.
“I did, last night before you started watching horror movies. I told you Sardon
was coming with his brothers.” I said looking at her.
“Oh, yeah…” Zoey said staring at the boys; I think she was mainly looking at
Dren.
“So…” Bridget started when Zoey grabbed her and Vivie and yanked them upstairs.
“Conference time! Girls, I need help with something!” Zoey exclaimed as the
three disappeared.
“What was that all about?” Tarb asked confused.
“I’m not sure…” Sardon and I said at the same time in disbelief.
Dren couldn’t stop drooling.
“Dren, are you ok?” I asked looking at him.
“Yeah, I’m fine. So, you’re like my brother now; you like the younger girls?”
Dren asked earning a smack to the back of his head.
“You don’t need to make it sound so perverted!” Sardon exclaimed as I watched.
“We’re not the only ones.” I said over my coffee cup.
“What is that supposed to mean?” Dren asked quickly.
“I saw the way you looked at Zoey.” I said simply making Dren fall over.
“Her name is Zoey?” He asked getting that weird look in his eyes.
“HA! You do like her!” Tarb yelled in that annoying younger brother tone.
“Shut up!” Dren yelled embarrassed.
“You got to tell me about her! What’s she like?” Dren asked running up to me.
“I don’t really know a whole lot about her other than she’s Vivie’s best
friend. What do you want me to say? She’s a sixteen year old girl.” I said
simply not knowing a lot about normal sixteen year old girls.
“You’re dating a sixteen year old girl.” Dren said making a point.
“Yes, but she’s not a normal sixteen year old girl…which is why I love her.
She’s more like a twenty something year old trapped in the body of a sixteen
year old girl…” I said simply.
“Who collects stuffed animals, blankets and pillows?” Sardon asked me.
“Everyone has their hobbies.” I said defending my reasoning.
“Elliot, I thought her hobbies were writing, reading and anything art.” Sardon
said looking at me.
“Yeah, they are. You know what; just shut up! So she may be a somewhat normal
sixteen year old; but I still love her.” I exclaimed drinking my coffee.
Just then the girls came back downstairs with Zoey hiding, poorly, behind Vivie
and Bridget.
“Well it was fun; thanks for having me over. My mom’s here. It’s time for me to
go; it was nice to meet you. Bye!” Zoey said as she ran out of my house with
all of her things; her mom was indeed out there.
“Vivie, I love you; but that friend of yours is weird.” I said meaning Zoey.
“Your friends are weird too.” She said to me.
“Yeah…you got me there.” I said simply; I couldn’t deny that.
“So Zoey was it?” Dren asked.
“Yes. Why do you ask?” Vivie asked.
“Is she single?” Dren asked causing Vivie to smile softly.
“Yes, newly; but it was a bad breakup.” Vivie said being vague as she
absentmindedly took a drink of my coffee.
“Three. Two. One.” I said counting down as I grabbed the garbage; she made a
face and spit it out into the garbage.
“This milk taste bad!” She cried spitting into the garbage.
“That’s not milk Vivie; that’s my coffee.” I said looking at her.
“Why does it taste worse than normal?” She asked as she finally stopped
spitting.
“It’s black; meaning I didn’t put anything like sugar, cream or milk in it.” I
said simply.
“Oh, I’m sorry.” She said softly as she went to get some milk.
“It’s fine…” I said as Tarb started rolling around on the floor laughing.
“Will you knock it off?! Grow up and be mature!” Dren exclaimed as he push Tarb
with his foot.
Wow, he must really like Zoey. Well, I guess; she’s his type…crazy and
spontaneous. But she’s Vivie’s friend and she’s kind to her; she treats her
well. That’s all that matters.
“Well anyways, are you ready to go Bridget?” Sardon asked looking at her.
“Yes, just let me get my things.” Bridget said running up the stairs, Vivie
following so she could help.
“So…you guys choose the weird ones don’t you?” Tarb asked looking at us.
“Look who’s talking; my sister is pretty weird herself and you like her.” I
said looking at him.
“Yeah well…she’s fifteen; she has every right! They’re sixteen; what’s their
excuse?!” Tarb asked getting flustered again.
“Oh, is little Tarby-Warby embarrassed?” Dren asked adding more fuel to the
fire.
“Ok you two; knock it off before you break something. Why don’t you two go wait
out in the car?” Sardon asked not really asking, giving them a look.
“Fine…” The two sighed.
“But you’ll figure out more about Zoey for me?” Dren asked lingering.
“I’ll see what I can do.” I said as he left smiling.
“What will you see what you can do?” Vivie asked coming downstairs with
Bridget.
“Dren wants to see if Zoey will go out with him.” I said simply.
I was drinking my coffee when Sardon asked me a question that made me spit it
out.
“So what do you want to do for your birthday?” Dren asked looking at me.
“Oh yeah, that’s coming up in a few weeks isn’t it?” Bridget asked.
“Yep, on January 15th.” Sardon said simply.
“I don’t want to do anything that day. I already have plans.” I said simply.
“Oh?” Sardon asked giving me that look.
“NO! I was just going to take Vivie out to a really nice dinner. Oh great…” I
said smacking my head. It was supposed to be a surprise.
“Why would you take me out; it’s your birthday, not mine. I should be doing
something for you.” Vivie said softly.
“Don’t worry about it…” I said simply.
“Well, we’d better be heading out. Have a good day.” Sardon said as Bridget
hugged Vivie before they left.
Wesley’s_Big_&_Shocking_News:
“And you say my friends are weird…” Vivie said drinking her milk while giving
me a look.
“Your friends are weird.” I said simply as she watched me.
“You’re just saying that because you don’t know how teenage girls work.” She
said sticking her tongue out at me.
“Why you…” I started.
“Oh no…I’m sorry…I’m sorry!” She screamed as she ran up the stairs; she knew
what was coming. It didn’t take me long to catch her; I had her pinned to her
bed as I started tickling her, finding any bare skin that I could.
“Hahahaha! ELLIOT! Hahahaha! ELLI…I’m sorry!! Hahahaha!” She cried out
laughing, twisting and turning in my hold.
After a few seconds she managed to weasel her way out of my grip and backed
herself into the corner of her bed so that she could breathe.
“Elliot…why you have to be so mean?” She asked as she crawled over to me.
Tickling was her weakness; I knew that and so did she. But boy was it great to
hear her laughing like that; and it wasn’t no fake laughing crap.
“It’s fun.” I replied simply to which she stuck her tongue out in reply.
“That tongue again…what am I going to do with you?” I asked looking at her.
“I don’t know…” She said in a teasing type of way before she wrapped her arms
around my shoulders.
“Guess you’ll need to be punished.” I told her as I kissed her.
We laid there making out for at least half an hour; I had recently learned that
she liked it when I stuck my tongue in her mouth…not all the way down her
throat, but in her mouth.
I wanted her that day; I wanted her bad. And I’m pretty sure she wanted me as
well, because she didn’t object when I started pushing her shirt up.
I would’ve taken her right then and there if someone hadn’t come knocking on
fucking door.
“Damnit…” I said as I pulled away from her.
“Who do you think it is?” She asked as me as she regained her breath.
“I’m not sure…but it doesn’t seem like they’re going away any time soon. Fix
yourself so it doesn’t look like we were just having some kind of sex; I don’t
know who’s at the door and we don’t want them to get the wrong impression.” I
told as I straightened myself up.
“Right…” She said softly as she got situated.
I kissed her gently and quickly before heading downstairs.
When I got to the door I was surprised to see Wesley there.
“What’s wrong Wes?” I asked looking at him; he looked like an absolute wreck.
“I just found out I have a three year old daughter.” Wesley said in a panic.
“What?!” I asked shocked.
“Can I come in?” Wesley asked looking at me.
“Yeah, come in. Do you need anything?” I asked as Vivie came downstairs.
“Hi Mr. Courage…is something wrong?” She asked once she noticed him.
“You can call me Wesley, you know…and a whole lot.” Wesley said kindly.
“Right…do you need anything?” She asked softly.
“Yeah…to go three years into the past…” Wesley said stressed out as he sat
down.
I don’t think Vivie knew what to do with that information; she stood there
confused.
“Vivie…can you make us some coffee?” I asked looking at her.
“Yes, that I can do…” Vivie said softly as she went into the kitchen.
So she made the coffee and brought everything for us to put in it because she
didn’t know how we liked it; Wesley liked his with sugar and cream and I
changed how I drank mine every so often.
“Would you like it if I left; for this to be just the two of you? I can give
you privacy.” She said softly, sensing that there was something bigger going
on.
“You can stay if you’d like; I could use all the support I can get.” Wesley
said politely.
“If you’re sure…” Vivie said unsure.
“It’s fine…I just found out I have a three year old daughter.” Wesley said what
he had told me at the doorway.
“Oh congratulations. Wait…you did not know about her before?” Vivie asked very
confused.
“No…her mother kept her from me. The only reason I found out is because her
mother passed away in a drunk driving accident. And lawyers came and told me
that because she put my name on the birth certificate I had the right to take
full custody of her. Her grandparents don’t want that; they want her for
themselves, but they don’t have that right.” Wesley explained.
“What are you going to do? Does Liliana know?” Vivie asked.
“I think I’m planning on keeping her. And yes, Liliana knows; she thinks it’s a
good idea for me to take her in. I don’t know; it’s just a lot to take in
overnight.” Wesley explained.
“I bet…well if you ever need any help we’re here for you.” I said sighing.
“I know…well I should be going; I have to go get her in an hour.” Wesley said
as he stood up.
“Ok…good luck Wes.” I said as I gave him a quick hug.
“Thanks.” Wesley said returning my hug and went to hug Vivie.
“Oh wait…do you know her name?” Vivie asked very curious.
“I was told it was Abigail.” Wesley said simply.
“Oh, that’s so pretty!” Vivie squealed excitedly; that’s the most I’ve seen her
excited with the exception of when we’re making out.
“I thought so. Well I got to go now. See you later.” Wesley said heading out.
“See you later!” Both Vivie and I called as he left.
“You seem excited.” I said looking at her.
“Oh yes…I love little kids.” She said simply with a big smile.
“Oh really?” I asked looking at her.
“Oh yes; they’re so cute and little.” She said in a child like voice.
“Do you want children?” I asked getting a serious look from her.
“Some day when I’m a little older; what about you?” She replied with a smile.
“Yes, I want children some day; I’ve wanted children for awhile now…but I’ve
been with the wrong girl.” I said as I walked over to her and held her in my
arms.
“It’s all about finding the right person.” She said as she leaned her head into
my chest.
“I agree.” I said as I held on tighter; I’ve found the right girl, I know I
have.
***** Chapter 7 *****
My_Birthday:
So…I was supposed to take Vivie out to eat for my birthday, but we got snowed
in…school was canceled for the next few days with how bad the snow, rain and
ice was.
At least the people at the restaurant I was planning on taking Vivie to
understood and we were able to reschedule for a different day.
At the moment Vivie was still sleeping in my bed with the cats when my phone
started ringing; it was my mother. It was eight thirty in the morning on the
dot…like every year.
“Hi mom.” I said as I answered the phone.
“Hi hunny, how are you on your special day?” My mother asked me; I could just
picture her smile.
“I’m good; how are you?” I asked.
“I’m fantastic! Just loving this weather we’re having!” My mother said
sarcastically on the other end; she hated the snow…but at the same time she
couldn’t live in a place where it didn’t know. Some days I just don’t
understand that woman.
“Ok…did you call me for a reason?” I asked her.
“Oh but of course I did. I don’t know if you know this…but today is my son’s
birthday; he’s turning twenty seven. Have you seen or heard from him at all?”
My mother asked me; she does this every year.
“Very funny mom…haha.” I said with a fake laugh.
“I know I am. Happy birthday Elliot, my baby boy!” My mom said; I can still see
her huge ass smile that she always has. I am so glad that Vivie wasn’t awake at
this moment…
“Thank you mom; love you. Can I call you back; I have to go for a little bit.”
I told her simple. I could hear Vivie; she sounded like she was having a
nightmare or something.
“Ok, talk to you in a little bit.” My mom said as we hung up.
After I hung up I went straight to my room and I was right; Vivie was tossing
and turning and moaning in her sleep.
I crawled into bed and pulled her to me, holding her close while telling her
everything was going to be ok, that I was right here.
This was weird; she hasn’t had a nightmare in long time. It’s got to be because
she fell asleep watching a horror movie last night.
Let me explain…
Last night Wesley and Sardon took me out for my birthday; we went to a
bar…which I don’t know why because the only thing I drink is beer and I only
drink at home. We got there and we met up with some old friends that I hadn’t
seen in years.
My friends are Renee and her husband Ryan, and Steven and his new
girlfriend…Corina. Corina is actually Molly’s little sister, but I guess they
don’t really talk.
Needless to say it started out as a fun night...until Corina got shitfaced and
became just like her sister. We hung out at the bar for a little bit; I drank
soda the whole time…even though both Steven and Corina tried to get me to drink
the hard liquor and Sardon tried to get me to have a few beers.
Then after a little bit we went and seen “I Spit on Your Grave 5.” It was a
horror movie that seemed more like a torture/revenge porno. After seeing that
movie I was really glad Vivie didn’t come with; that would’ve giving her
nightmares and she wouldn’t have slept for days. The movie was about a young
girl in her late twenties, who, after being viciously raped and beaten (which
they showed most of) goes on a revenge killing spree. Not saying that the men
didn’t deserve what was coming to them…but that movie was over the top
disturbing. Wesley didn’t really seem to like the movie either…but we got
outvoted; Sardon, Steven and Corina wanted to see it.
After that we went out for Chinese at my favorite Chinese restaurant and had a
pretty good time…until Steven and Corina got super shitfaced.
So because of Molly, Corina had started asking me about Vivie; so I told them
that I was dating a girl named Vivian who I call Vivie. And that’s when Corina
blurted out that Vivie was one of my students and was only sixteen; I wish I
could’ve denied that, but almost everyone knew about me and Vivie.
For a little while everything was calm and quiet…until Steven started acting
up; he’s obviously changed a lot since I seen him last.
“So what’s it like having teenage pussy?” Steven asked, over and over and over
again until I answered him, “I really wouldn’t know.”
“She lives with you, doesn’t she?” Steven asked annoyingly in a drunken stupor.
“Yes, she lives with me; but she has her own room.” I replied.
“Oh come on, you can’t honestly say you haven’t fucked her yet.” Steven
exclaimed taking another drink.
“I honestly can say that I haven’t fucked her…” I said starting to get annoyed.
“Ok Steven…I think you should probably stop now.” Wesley said stepping in…and
then Corina had to say something.
“I can’t believe you left my sister for one of your students; a slutty little
nobody. I mean sure, I don’t get along with Molly so much; but she’s still my
sister. And you’re still married to her; and you’re sleeping with someone who
you’ll probably only fuck once and then never see again. It’s not fair to
either of them…” Corina said slurring her words; but she meant them.
“You lucky dog you, you get two women!” Steven exclaimed drunk.
“I don’t have two women! For crying out loud; Molly and I are separated and I’m
just waiting for her to sign the divorce papers!” I exclaimed pissed off.
“Either way, you’re one lucky guy. If I was in your position I would’ve already
had the girl multiple times! She has a uniform right; cute little school girl?
Oh yeah, I would’ve already been in that pussy, making her scream. I would’ve
just ripped that uniform off of her, bent her over and shoved right in. And if
she complained or tried to fight me; I would punish her by going harder.”
Steven said proud of himself.
“Since when did you become so depraved?” I asked looking at him.
“Don’t get me wrong or anything; I love Corina to pieces. But having a young
school girl…even just once…yeah…” Steven said day dreaming.
I was going to say something…but I held my tongue. The difference between me
and Steven; I actually love and care for Vivie. She’s not just some random fuck
or fantasy…which by the way I’ve never done; sure I’ve had fantasies before,
but school girl has never been one. She’s a sweet, caring and smart girl who I
find comfort in and knowing she feels the same means the world to me. She just
happens to be a student of mine. And yes, I won’t deny this; there have been
times that I’ve wanted her so bad…but I will never force her.
So…like I said I wasn’t going to say anything; but Steven said something and I
lost it…but I’ll get to that later; we’re still in the restaurant.
After a little bit I decided I had had enough and I was going to head home.
“Well…I’m going to head home; I’m sure Vivie’s starting to wonder where I am…”
I said making a face.
“Yeah…we should’ve taken you to a strip joint! I bet you could get your jollies
off there!” Steven said taking another shot of tequila.
“No…I’m just going to head home; I should probably pick something up for Vivie
on my way back.” I said simply as I got up and put a tip down.
“Don’t you think she’d like Chinese?” Renee asked looking at me.
“She’s allergic to most Chinese food here.” I replied simply. This Chinese
restaurant is mainly Seafood Chinese; mainly shrimp and shellfish.
“Oh…” Renee said with the “I’m sorry” look.
“It’s fine.” I replied hugging her and Ryan.
“Poor little baby…” Corina said in a mocking tone; I decided to ignore her.
“Maybe we should take Vivian to a strip joint; maybe she’d be more fun.” Steven
said smirking.
I just sighed in frustration.
“Steven…Vivian’s only sixteen; she’s too young to be in a strip joint.” Wesley
said sensing my annoyance.
After that we all left and were walking to our vehicles; (I was with Wesley and
Sardon) when Steven said something that sent me flying over the edge.
“I bet you little Vivie would be a fun screw; I could probably force her down
easily. What do you say Ell? We could take her together and shoot our cum
inside of her. I bet she’s used to have cock in her; she is sixteen after all.
Most of those school girl are sluts anyways…especially the ones fucking their
teachers.” Steven said slurring his words. But like Corina, he meant every
single word.
I lost it and I punched him square in the face and told him we could no longer
be friends…not if he was going to talk like that; not just about Vivie, but any
girl period.
“I’m glad you and Molly are done!” Corina yelled as I got into the car.
“Yeah, so am I! Maybe you should get that message across your sister’s thick
mind!” I yelled back.
Sardon and Wesley, after all that, decided to not be friends with Steven
anymore. I’m not sure about Renee and Ryan. But regardless I’ll still talk with
them; as long as they don’t turn out like Steven.
“Soo….where are we going to get Vivian’s food?” Wesley asked me.
“Well…I plan to take her to an Italian place tomorrow; she really likes Italian
pastas, but has never been to an Italian restaurant before. So I called ahead
and ordered her a Taco Salad and a non alcoholic banana flavored margarita
without onions and guacamole from an authentic Mexican restaurant.” I
explained.
“Cool, cool.” Sardon said simply knowing where I needed to go.
So we went to get Vivie’s food which came with chips and their homemade cheese
sauce and headed back to my place.
When we got there Vivie, Zoey and Bridget were sitting on the couch watching
some horror movie; they all had their eyes covered. Zoey was hiding in her
hands, while Bridget was behind a pillow and Chloe was under a blanket; and
when we turned the lights on all three girls screamed bloody murder.
“God! Why do you girls watch these kinds of movies when they scare the hell out
of you?” Sardon and I asked looking at the girls.
“Because it’s fun!” Zoey exclaimed with a smile.
“Because Zoey makes us…but it is fun.” Bridget said softly while Vivie coward
under a blanket.
“Zoey…I don’t know why you make Vivian do that; you know she doesn’t handle
those movies well.” Zoey’s mom said coming in from behind us.
“Mom…she says she’s fine.” Zoey said simply.
“Mmmhmm…” Zoey’s mom said as she and I both watched as Vivie finally came out
from under the covers.
“Hi Elliot, Mr. Wesley, Mr. Sardon, Mrs. Hanson.” Vivie said softly smiling.
“Hi Vivian, how are you doing?” Mrs. Hanson asked.
“I’m good. How are you?” Vivian asked politely.
“I’m very well. Come on Zoey, your fathers waiting.” Mrs. Hanson said making
Zoey get up.
Before she left she hugged both Vivie and Bridget and then she was gone.
“Are you ready to go Bridget?” Sardon asked softly.
“Yeah, I’ll see you later.” Bridget said to Vivie before hugging her.
“See you later.” Vivie said softly as they left.
“So…did you have a good night?” I asked her.
“It was ok; did you have a good night?” She asked me.
“Yeah, it was good; I met up with some old friends who I hadn’t seen in years.
One of them I’m not with friends with anymore.” I said as I sat down.
“Why not? What’s that smell?” Vivie asked when I set the stuff down.
“Because as it would turn out, he was just another ass; he said some pretty
nasty stuff about you. But I won’t get into that. I didn’t know if you had
eaten any dinner yet…so I brought you a taco salad without onions and
guacamole, a non alcoholic banana flavored margarita and some chips and dip.” I
said simply.
“I had a piece of pizza that Zoey brought over…it was too spicy…” Vivie said
softly.
“So do you want the stuff I brought or no?” I asked looking at her.
“Yes, I do; thank you.” Vivie said softly.
“You’re welcome. So what were you girls watching tonight?” I asked as she
started eating.
“Well…Zoey’s cousin let her borrow some of her movies; said they were really
great…” Vivie started and then dropped her fork and ran to the bathroom where
she threw up.
“Sorry about that…” Vivie said sitting back down.
“Are you feeling ok?” I asked concerned.
“Yeah…just remembering the movie…” She said as she gained some color back to
her face.
“Was it that bad?” I asked.
“Elliot…it was awful!” She cried and latched onto me.
After a few minutes she calmed down and let go.
“Sorry about that.” She said softly.
“It’s ok; what was the movie?” I asked looking at her; when the guys and I got
in they were half through “Freddy vs. Jason.”
“We were going to watch the first movies, because that’s what Zoey’s cousin
gave her…but after the first one we couldn’t…not even Zoey.” Vivie said softly
staring at her food.
“What did you watch?” I asked again.
“Zoey’s cousin let her borrow the first three “I Spit on Your Graves.” Zoey
said that her cousin said they were great movies and that we would probably
really like them. So we started the first one…and then we finished it…it was
awful; so bad that not even Zoey wanted to watch the rest of them.” Vivie
cried, shaking…
“Vivie…” I sighed pulling her to me while putting my chin on her head.
“There’s like four or five of them…I think. Zoey said a new one just came out.”
Vivie said softly leaning into me.
“There are five…that’s what I seen tonight. Wesley and I got outvoted because
the others wanted to see it. I was hoping you wouldn’t ever have to see
something like that...because I know you’re not really into those kinds of
movies; horror movies in general. Are you ok? You’re really shaking.” I said as
I felt her shake.
“Yeah…I’m ok…It’s just a bad memory is all. If it’s all the same to you I’d
rather not talk about it just yet.” Vivie said softly.
“That’s fine; just remember I’m always here when you need me.” I said kissing
her forehead.
“I know. Can I sleep with you tonight?” Vivie asked looking up at me.
“Yeah of course you can; any time you want. Are you going to eat?” I asked
looking at her.
“Yeah, can I put something else on?” She asked softly.
“Of course.” I said changing the channel to something else.
So the rest of the night she ate her food…most of her food and half of her non
alcoholic margarita and then we went to bed.
When I woke I found that everything was covered in snow.
“Vivie, everything’s going to be ok; it’s just a bad dream.” I said trying to
sooth her while I rubbed her back and kissed her forehead.
After a few minutes she woke up.
“Elliot…Oh my god! Is that the time? We’re late for school!” Vivie cried as she
rushed to get out of bed.
“Vivie calm down; there is no school today…or for the next few days. I didn’t
wake you because we got a crap ton of snow last night and it’s still going; and
it’s not supposed to stop for a few days. So school’s canceled for a few days…
I also had to cancel and reschedule our date for tonight. At least I went
grocery shopping the other day.” I told her simply.
“Is it really that bad?” She asked softly getting up.
I just let her go out and look for herself.
“Ahhhh; oh my god!” I heard her scream; it sounded like she’s never seen this
much snow before.
“Something wrong?” I asked.
“I don’t know…” She said softly.
“You’ve seen snow before haven’t you?” I asked looking at her.
“Yes, I have; just not this much.” She replied back looking out the window.
“So…where are you from then?” I asked a little confused.
“A few hours south of here; about an hour less from my old apartment. Zoey’s
mom or dad would usually come get me on the weekends; or if they didn’t
Bridget’s mom would. Unless the roads were bad…then I was homebound.” She said
softly.
At that point I started to wonder why Vivie never wanted to be home…but I never
asked. I started to wonder if they were abusive.
“Can I take a bath?” Vivie asked looking out the window.
“Yeah, that’s fine; go ahead.” I told her as she walked over to me.
“Thank you and happy birthday.” She said softly as she gave me a hug before
going up to get a change of clothes.
After a bit I sat down on the couch as I heard the water start and turn off
after a few minutes.
I jumped as my phone rang; it was Kiki.
“Hello?” I asked as I answered.
“OH!!! Happy, happy birthday to you, to you big brother! Happy, happy birthday,
to you, to you! Happy, happy birthday big brother! Happy birthday Elliot!” Kiki
sang happily at first and then just said at the end.
“Thank you Kiki.” I said simply.
“You’re welcome. Mom’s wondering what’s taking you so long to call her back.”
Kiki said in that little sister tone of voice.
“Yeah, yeah; I had something important to attend to. I’ll call her when I get
done talking to you.” I said in a bored tone.
“Ok…so, I have a question.” Kiki said simply.
“Yeah, what is it?” I asked.
“Do you think your girlfriend would hang out with me? Her name is Vivian right;
she’s only a year older than me, correct?” Kiki asked from the other end of the
phone.
“How do you kn…I’m going to kill Tarb…” I said annoyed.
“Don’t be mad at Tarby; I made him tell me. I pinned him to the ground and made
him listen to Aqua’s “Barbie Girl” over and over again. So do you think she’d
hang out with me?” Kiki asked again with an evil laugh.
“I don’t know Kiki; she’s not like normal teenage girls. Except for she
collects stuffed animals, pillows and blankets. And she has seven cats. Does
mom know?” I asked dreading the answer.
“I haven’t told her…so I don’t know.” Kiki said truthfully.
“Well…thank you for that. Well I’m going to let you go so I can call and talk
to her. I’ll talk to Vivie, but I can’t promise you anything.” I said simply.
“Ok; talk to you later big brother!” Kiki exclaimed as we hung up.
“Ok…now it’s time to talk to…Dad?” I asked myself as I noticed my dad was
calling; he never calls me; it’s usually a text.
“What do you want dad?” I asked annoyed answering the phone.
“What on earth is going through your mind boy?” My dad asked me confusing me.
“What are you talking about?” I asked.
“What do you think you’re doing by wanting a divorce with Molly?! And what on
earth do you think you’re doing dating and having sex with your sixteen year
old student?! Both Molly and Corina called and told me!” Dad said angrily.
“I never wanted to marry Molly in the first place! And I don’t think she wanted
to be with me either; she’s been cheating on me since the beginning! And
besides, what does it matter to you anyways; it’s my life, not yours!” I
exclaimed just as angry at my dad.
“It concerns me when I did everything I could to get you with the perfect girl!
Molly is perfect for you! Or would you rather be with Corina?” My dad asked me.
“You’re kidding right? I don’t want to be with either of them! I am very happy
where I am and who I am with!” I yelled pissed off.
“Elliot?” Vivie asked softly as she stood there in nothing but a towel; she
looked worried.
I held my hand on the phone as I spoke to her, “It’s just my dad; he’s pissing
me off. Everything’s just fine.” I said staring at her.
“Is that the slut now? Elliot? Hello!” My dad shouted on the other end.
“For fucks sakes James! Yes, that’s her; but she’s not a slut!” I yelled back.
“Excuse me! What did you just call me? Never mind, just give her the phone; I
want to talk to the girl!” My dad demanded.
“Yes, never mind. And no, I’m not going to let you talk to her just so you can
berate her.”I said trying to calm down as Vivie stood there shocked.
“Give her the damn phone!” My dad yelled.
“No! Goodbye James.” I said as I hung up the phone.
“I-I’m going to go get changed…I just thought I’d see why you were yelling; I
thought I heard you call for me.” Vivie said quietly as she went back to the
bathroom.
“Damnit…” I sighed in frustration as I watched her walk away.
When she came back I was sitting on my couch, bouncing my leg up and down; my
dad wouldn’t stop fucking calling me. He’s called at least eight times in a row
since she went to go get dressed.
She came back wearing a teal and pink shirt with matching skirt and black
leggings.
“Is everything ok?” She asked softly as she sat next to me.
“It’d be a lot better if dad would stop calling and leave me alone.” I sighed.
“I’m sorry…” She said softly leaning her head on my shoulder.
“It’s fine…it’s not your fault.” I sighed.
“What does he want?” She asked.
“He wants to talk to you…but it’s probably only to berate you; he wants me to
leave you and go back to Molly. But that’s never going to happen; I love you
and that’s never going to change. God damnit all!” I exclaimed as my dad called
again.
“James?” Vivie asked softly seeing the caller ID.
“Yeah, that’s my dad…” I said simply as the phone stopped ringing.
After a few seconds the phone rang again…but this time Vivie grabbed the phone
and answered.
“Hello?” She asked answering the phone with the speaker on.
“Hello…who is this?” My dad asked.
“My name is Vivian.” Vivie said confidently.
“Well, hello Ms. Vivian. How are you today?” My dad asked calmly.
“I’m ok. I’d be a lot better if you were a little nicer to Elliot…it is his
birthday after all.” She said simply.
“Little girl…that’s between me and my son. Now…I want to get something off of
my chest…you’re sixteen correct?” My dad asked.
“Yes, that’s correct.” She answered.
“So…you’re a sophomore?” My dad asked.
“No…I’m a senior; I skipped a few years.” She answered.
“But you were really sick a few years back, correct?” My dad asked.
“But…how did you know that?” Vivie asked shocked.
“I have my ways sweetheart. Now tell me, why aren’t you out dating someone your
own age?” My dad asked.
“I don’t like any of the boys around my age at school or my old school. Mr.
Grant…Elliot is different; he’s very nice to me.” Vivie said as she started to
get flustered; I knew this would happen.
“Now sweetheart…are you aware that being a home wrecker is never a good thing;
you’re breaking up a good thing between my son and daughter-in-law. This needs
to stop. I don’t know what it is with you little girls who just want a thrill.”
My dad said disappointed.
“I’m sorry…I don’t understand what you mean.” Vivie said confused…oh boy, this
was not going to end well.
“I’m saying sluts like you need to get your own life and start dating in your
own age range. Pack your shit and go find somewhere else to live little girl!
Wearing cute little blue outfits like that won’t get you anywhere! And neither
will those fake crocodile tears!” My dad exclaimed making Vivie cry.
“But…how do you know what I’m wearing?” Vivie asked through tears.
“That’s enough dad.” I said hanging up while heading to my door.
“GO HOME AND GET OFF OF MY PROPERTY! IF YOU’RE NOT GONE WITHIN THE NEXT TEN
MINUTES I’M CALLING THE POLICE!” I yelled out my front door.
My dad had a snowmobile and I knew a few cops out here had them as well.
Plus…even if they didn’t; they did have vehicles that could get through the
snow.
“DOES YOUR MOTHER KNOW?! SHE’LL BE SO DISAPPOINTED IN YOU!” My dad yelled back
before leaving.
I then closed and locked my door; using all the locks this time.
“Am I really a slut?” Vivie asked sitting on the couch.
“No, of course not. A slut is someone who sleeps with lots of men; you know
this. My dad is just an ass; that’s why I didn’t want you talking to him. But I
will say you did really good; better than I thought you would. Come here. I
love you and I always will; and that’ll never change.” I told her as I pulled
her close.
“Do you think your mom will hate me too?” She asked softly.
“I don’t know…speaking of which…” I said as my mom started calling me.
“Hi mom…” I said sighing while Vivie laid her head on my shoulder.
“What’s wrong? What happened? Your sister said you were going to call me as
soon as you got done talking to her. That was over an hour ago.” My mother said
panicked.
“I’m fine mom…a little stressed, but fine; dad just called…and apparently
stopped by on his snowmobile.” I said stressed out.
“Oh, are you sure you’re ok?” Mom asked.
“Yes mom, I’m fine. Or at least I will be.” I said simply as Vivie started to
rub my shoulders.
“Ok good. So who is she?” Mom asked me.
“What?” I asked.
“Don’t “what” me…who is she? Who is making you so happy? I know it’s not Molly.
Are you still working on divorcing her?” Mom asked me.
“No, it’s not Molly and yes, I’m just waiting on her to sign the papers.” I
said
“Good…so who is making you so happy?” Mother asked again.
“Her name is Vivian, but I call her Vivie. But mom…there’s something you need
to understand…” I started.
“That she’s one of your students and is only sixteen? Yes, I know all of that
already. I overheard Tarb telling Kiki awhile ago. I was going to wait for you
to tell me. But after a few weeks went by I figured it was time to just ask
you. Sweetheart, why didn’t you tell me this?” My mother asked me sounding
disappointed.
“I didn’t want you to be mad at me. And I didn’t want you to think of her as a
slut or whatever.” I said honestly.
“Do you love her?” Mom asked.
“Yes.” I answered.
“Does she love you?” Mom asked again.
“Yes.” I answered.
“Well then…I don’t care how old she is. As long as both happy and treat each
other kindly and most importantly love each other. I want to meet her some
time. I understand it probably won’t be for awhile, but I do want to meet her.
I don’t even care if I have to wait until she’s eighteen; I want to meet her.
I’m sure your sisters would love to meet her as well.” Mom said happily.
Vivie looked happy as well; she could hear what mother was saying.
“Well…Kiki for sure. You know how I feel about Bailey.” I said simply.
“Yes Elliot…anyways, I’ll let you go. I just wanted to make sure everything was
ok and tell you happy birthday. Love you and tell Vivian I say hi and welcome
to the family.” Mom said.
“Thank you. Love you too; you and Kiki. I will. Bye.” I said as I hung up.
“Your mom seems nice…and peppy?” Vivie asked.
“She is…and you have no idea. Thanks for the neck and shoulder rub.” I said as
I put my phone down and she sat down next to me.
“You’re welcome. Happy birthday.” She said as she climbed onto my lap.
“Thank you.” I said pulling her to me and kissing her gently.
After a few minutes my phone rang again. But I ignored it as I pulled Vivie
closer to me, rubbing her back up and down.
After a few minutes my phone rang again and again and again.
“Damnit…who is it now?” I asked cursing as Vivie sat back on the couch.
“Hello?” I asked annoyed…it was an unknown number.
“It’s about time you got done fucking and answered your phone! Happy birthday!”
It was Zoey on the other end. This was awkward; Vivie must’ve given her my
number for my birthday or something. Zoey normally only called Vivie; she never
calls me. Bridget calls every now and then, but never Zoey.
“Thank you Zoey. And you know better than to say something like that.” I said
simply.
“I know, but its fun. Just wanted to say happy birthday! Someone else wants to
say hi.” Zoey said simply before handing the phone to someone else.
“Happy birthday sucker! I’m so glad you’re dating someone who is friends with
this sexy little thing!” It was Dren.
“Thanks…what are you doing over there?” I asked.
“Oh, we’re not at Zoey’s; she’s at my place. We’re dating now!” Dren exclaimed
on the other end.
“Really now? When did that start?” I asked looking at Vivie.
“Just a few days ago. Zoey wanted to tell Vivie yesterday, but something about
horror movies distracted them. Anyways, talk you later.” Dren said simply
handing the phone off.
“Happy birthday!”Sardon and Bridget said at the same time; they sounded out of
breath. But that made since; they were probably having sex; they’ve been doing
that for awhile now.
“Thanks.” I replied back and then Zoey was on the phone again.
“Well, that’s everyone here. Please tell Vivian about me and Dren if she
doesn’t know yet. And one more thing…” Zoey started.
“What is it?” I asked annoyed.
“Make sure you take good care of Vivian.” Zoey said laughing as she hung up.
“What was that all about?” Vivie asked looking at me.
“Oh, you know…everyone just wanted to say happy birthday and whatnot. Oh, and
Zoey and Dren are dating now.” I said looking at her.
“Dren? Sardon’s weird brother; the middle one right?” Vivie asked.
“Yep…” I said simply.
“Well that’s good; I’m happy for her. Hopefully he’s better then Mark was.”
Vivie said with a smile as her stomach began to growl.
“Hungry?” I asked looking at her.
“A little.” She admitted as I got up.
“Leftovers?” I asked.
“What about you?” She asked me.
“I ate when I got up; I had my leftover from the Chinese place. Don’t worry; I
brushed my teeth.” I said looking at her. I wouldn’t risk her health in any
way; I knew her shellfish allergy was deadly.
“Ok.” She said getting up.
“No, you sit; I’ll get your food.” I told her.
“But it’s your birthday.” She said still standing.
“I know, but its fine. To me, it’s just another day. Unless my mom’s
around…then it’s a whole big deal…” I said sighing as I reheated her food and
brought it to her.
“You don’t like huge parties?” She asked softly.
“No, not really. I’m happy with everything just the way it is.” I said turning
the TV on.
“Oh I see…so there will be no big parties for me…” She said eating.
“You can if you want…” I said looking at her; I didn’t want her to miss out on
things she liked.
“No, it’s perfectly fine; I don’t really like being around a whole lot of
people unless I have to…like school…” She said honestly.
“You’re not much for huge crowds?” I asked kind of shocked; she’s always going
to places with Zoey and Bridget or me.
“No…I have social anxiety; I’m trying to get over it, but it’s not easy.” She
said softly, eating.
“I would’ve never guessed; I always see you going to places with Zoey and
Bridget. And then there’s you and me; I take you to places all of the time.” I
said looking at her.
“Well…Zoey and Bridget drag me places whether I want to or not. And with
you…you like going out to places every now and then; so I want to at least try.
I know you won’t let anything happen to me…” She said as she finished her food.
“I wish you would’ve told me this…I would’ve found something you’re more
comfortable with. But you are right about one thing; I won’t let anything ever
happen to you.” I told as I hugged her.
“I know…but I don’t want you to have to give anything up; that’s not fair. Oh,
I have some presents to give you; I’ll be right back.” Vivie said ending that
conversation as she ran upstairs.
Birthday_Presents:
About five minutes later she came back with four boxes.
“You didn’t have to get me anything you know…” I told her as I looked at her.
“I know…but I wanted to. And one is from grandma.” She said handing me the
boxes.
I had opened her grandma’s gift first; it was two plane tickets and hotel
reservations for me and Vivie to go to Florida for a few days.
The first thing that I opened from Vivie was a funny shirt that said “I DON’T
ALWAYS THINK I’M RIGHT” in big letters and “but I am” in smaller letters. And
it had a picture of crazy looking cat on it with a sombrero.
The second thing that I opened was a painting of all the cats, her and me; this
meant a lot.
And the final thing I opened was something that had belonged to her dad and
grandpa; it wasn’t their notes…I already had that. It was a plaque that said
“BEST SCIENTISTS EVER” in big sky blue letters and in little blue letters were
names “Carlton Kriticus” “Matthew Kriticus” and now my name “Elliot Grant” the
plaque looked handmade.”
“Where did you find this?” I asked looking at Vivie.
“I made it when I was five or six.” She said simply. “Originally I made it for
daddy, but then he died and it came back to me. After two years I decided it
was time to move on, so I added a few things and grandpa’s name to it and gave
it to him. And then he died and grandma said she didn’t want it for personal
reasons…so it came back to me again. I’ve been keeping it in a box until now.
And now…I want you to have it. Because you’re going to be a great scientist one
day; and you are in my life now. And I strongly believe that you’re going to be
a great scientist one day like daddy and grandpa were.” Vivie said softly.
“Vivie…I love everything.” I told her as I hugged her to me.
While hugging her I could feel fresh tears on my neck.
“What’s wrong?” I asked concerned.
“I was afraid you weren’t going to like them. I really did add more things to
it. I put you on top because you’re current and I hope to have a lot of years
with you. I put grandpa in the middle because I knew him longer then daddy and
that’s why daddy is at the bottom. And I couldn’t think of a whole lot to draw
and paint for you except for us and the cats. And I didn’t have very much
money, but I was able to find you the shirt…I didn’t know if you liked that
kind of stuff. I knew you liked cats and you’re very smart and are right most
of the time. And…” Vivie babbled and babbled and I’m sure she would’ve kept
babbling had I not put a stop to it by kissing her and gently pushed her to the
couch.
“I love them. The painting and this plaque; they mean more to me than anything
you could ever buy me. I mean I love the shirt…but you shouldn’t spend your
money on me; just make me something and I’ll be happy.” I told her as I started
kissing her neck making her sigh.
“Elliot…” Vivie breathed out.
Just as I was about to lose control something hit my window making me jump and
Vivie cry out.
Dad was throwing snow balls at my window…him and one of his friends.
I didn’t give him the satisfaction of me yelling at him; I told Vivie to go to
her room and stay there while I called the cops.
Half an hour later the cops arrived and arrested my dad and his friend and
talked to both me and Vivie before leaving.
“Well…that was fun…” I sighed looking at Vivie.
“Yeah… So…what would you like to do Mr. Birthday Boy?” Vivie asked softly.
“Well first I’m going to make sure these are somewhere safe.” I told her as I
found some places and hung up both the picture and the plaque.
The_Best_Birthday_Present:
“Are you expecting anyone to come over today?” She asked looking at me while
blushing.
“No why? Are you feeling ok?” I asked looking at her.
“I have one more present for you; I’ll be right back.” Vivie said heading back
up to her room.
“You don’t have…” I started but she was up the stairs and in her room with the
door shut before I could finish.
‘She better not have bought me something expensive. As I said before I’m happy
with just handcrafted stuff.’ I thought to myself while I waited.
About ten minutes later she finally came back down wearing a robe as she stood
by the stairs.
“Ok…so what do you have for me? You didn’t spend anything did you?” I asked
looking at her.
“MmmMmm…the first part was free and with the second part; Sardon bought
it…after Zoey and Bridget helped me find it.” Vivie said quietly while
blushing.
“What did you get?” I asked suspiciously as I walked over to her.
“…Birth control…and this…” Vivie said slowly and softly as she opened the robe
to reveal very sexy black and teal lacy lingerie. She was wearing a corset type
of bra that went all the way to her stomach with matching panties and leggings.
They looked like silk and lace…which to me looked like it was bothering her;
she looked like she’d been scratching.
“What are you wearing? You look really uncomfortable.” I said looking at her.
“Sardon said you liked this kind of stuff…it’s just really itchy.” She said
softly.
“Vivie…what are you getting at here?” I asked looking at her.
“I told you I had one more gift to give you; it’s me.” She said softly while
blushing.
“Oh Vivie…you don’t have to do this…” I started.
“But I want to…I’ve wanted to for awhile but I was never protected and we can’t
use condoms because I’m allergic to latex. So I had to wait until I could get
on birth control; and I did…three months ago. My doctor said I only had to wait
two weeks before it would fully be in my system. And then when two weeks did
roll around I got scared. And then every time after there something always came
up. And then two weeks ago I had to get them refilled because it came down to
the last week and I was on my period…so after that I figured I’d just wait for
your birthday because I wanted it to be special…” She said looking at me while
she itched any spot that contained lace. So the hems of everything she was
wearing.
“Why lace?” I asked as I stood in front of her.
“Sardon said lace was your favorite…” Vivie said softly.
“First off…when it comes to sex and stuff like that; you need to be comfortable
too. No more lace; it makes you itch like crazy. Secondly, yes I did love lace.
But since I met and fell in love with you, stuff like that hasn’t even crossed
my mind. I want you to be comfy…so if you feel better in, let’s say silk or
cotton; wear those. Satin, I know you wear a lot of satin pajamas and stuff
like that. Don’t do something that doesn’t make you comfortable; don’t listen
to Sardon or anyone else about what you should wear, do or put your body
through. Do you understand me?” I asked pressing my body against hers.
“MmmmHmmm…” She breathed out.
“Good. Now…what am I going to do with you? Do you really want to do this?” I
asked pushing a strand of hair behind her ear.
“Yes…I do; I want to give you me…all of me.” She said softly looking directly
into my eyes.
“You really want to give me your innocence? You do realize that if we do this,
there’s no going back right?” I asked seriously.
“Yes…I want you to be the one to take me; to take my virginity. I want you to
be able to do anything you want to me. But…there is one thing I ask.” She said
softly.
“And what would that be?” I asked her as I grabbed her waist.
“No anal…” She said softly.
“That’s fine; I don’t like anal anyways. I’m going to pick you up. When I do I
want you to wrap your legs around my waist.” I told her before gently kissing
her.
She nodded her head while wrapping her arms around my neck.
While kissing her my arms traveled down to just beneath her butt where I lifted
her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist. I then carried her to my room
where I quickly, so no cats could get in, opened and closed the door, placing
her against it.
“I love you Vivian Graze.” I told her in between kisses.
“I love you too Elliot Grant.” Vivie said softly in between kisses.
“Can we lie down please?” She asked me as I felt her legs start to fall.
“As you wish.” I told her as I carried her to my bed where I gently laid her
down.
After looking at her for a few minutes I removed her leggings before climbing
on top of her.
“Elliot?” She asked before I could start kissing her.
“Yeah, what is it?” I asked tucking hair behind her ears.
“Would you mind if I slept with you every night; unless Zoey and/or Bridget are
over?” She asked me.
“I never thought you would ask. Of course you can. I was going to ask you a few
times, but didn’t want to push you.” I said as I looked at her; she had tears
in her eyes as she hugged me.
You know…for a sixteen year old; her breasts are a decent size…
Before I started kissing her I removed my shirt and pants so that we were at an
even playing ground.
“My love…” I said before kissing her.
After a few minutes I started to feel just how she felt wearing what she was
wearing; lace is itchy as fuck.
“I’m sorry to move so fast with this…but this crap has got to go. Everything
else I’ll take slow.” I told her as I ripped that corset off and pulled her
panties down.
So…lying there, completely naked in our bed, Vivie looked so beautiful and
innocent as I ran my hand over her face.
“Are you doing ok?” I asked her softly, noticing that her breathing hitched a
bit.
“Mmmhmmm…I’m ok; just a little nervous.” Vivie said softly as she blushed.
“You want to continue?” I asked her.
“Yes, I want to continue.” She said softly.
“Ok…don’t worry; I’ll take it nice and slow and just tell me if you want
something else or if you want to stop.” I told her as I leaned over her small
body and began kissing her like I normally do when we make out.
“I trust you.” She said softly as she pulled me down onto her while we made
out.
“Uh…” I heard Vivie gasp at the touch of my chest touching her breasts. If it
weren’t for the fact that Vivie was holding onto me and wasn’t letting go; I
would’ve asked her if she was ok.
After a little bit I started to lick her lips asking for entrance and she
opened up right away; I stuck my tongue in her mouth and listened to her moan
softly.
After a few seconds she slowly stuck her tongue in my mouth and we began to
wrestle tongues.
When I pulled away from her, there was a line of saliva from both of us,
connecting us.
I kissed her cheek, down her jaw and I finally found a crook in her neck and
just started kissing, licking and sucking at it causing her to sigh. It’s not
something I meant to happen, but I ended up leaving a nice sized hickey. Oh
well…with all this snow and the amount of school days that have been canceled,
it should be gone.
“Elliot…” Vivie sighed in contentment.
After a little bit I decided I could move on and started kissing her chest
lightly just above her breasts.
Her breath hitched a little each time I moved lower and she moved her arms
above her head.
After a little bit I stopped kissing her and decided that I should probably
experiment with touching first. So I gently cupped her breasts in my hands and
slowly began to rub them and that’s when Vivie shut her eyes and began panting.
“Ell-Elliot…Mmmmmm…” Vivie moaned out when I started to gently push down on her
breasts.
“Do you like that baby?” I asked looking at her as I continued to rub them.
“Ye-yes…plea-please more! Elliot!!!” She cried out tilting her head back as I
pinched her nipples. At first by accident; but she seemed to like it so I kept
going.
After a little bit I decided it was time to give her a new feeling as I put my
lips to her left breast and started to kiss and suck on it; she lost it and
started crying and panting out…especially when I started tonguing her nipple.
“Ahhh. Ah. Ah. Ah.” Vivie cried out arching her back a little as I started
sucking on her left nipple while pinching the right one.
After a few minutes I switched to kissing her right breast while playing with
the left. She made the same noises that she did with the other way around.
By the time I was done with her breasts I had seen that I had left a few
hickeys. That’s fine; nobody is going to see those except for me.
Her body was so soft as I traced it with my finger causing her to shiver and
gasp.
“Vivie…” I started causing her to look at me.
“Yes?” She asked sweetly.
“I’m going to move on, ok?” I asked as I moved my hand down more.
She didn’t say anything; she just shyly nodded her head which knocked backwards
as she felt my hand started rubbing her precious area.
“Uh-huh…uh. Uh. Uh. Oh…” Vivie moaned out pushing her body down.
“Are you ready?” I asked rubbing a singer finger between her folds.
“Please…” Vivie begged me. That’s all I needed to hear as I slowly stuck my
finger in her; she was tight.
“Ahhhaa!” Vivie cried out clutching a pillow while arching her back.
“Are you ok? I didn’t hurt you did I? Do you want me to stop?” I asked
concerned.
“N-no, don’t stop…it’s just a new feeling…” Vivie said softly as she started to
relax and I could feel her walls start to pulse around my finger.
“Ok.” I said as I began to slowly just push my finger in and out of her; and
after a little bit I sped up what I was doing.
“MmmmMmmm! Ell-Elliot! I-I-I can-cant…some-something’s happening!” Vivie cried
out scared and confused.
“Its ok baby, it’s ok; just let it happen. I promise you this isn’t a bad
thing.” I told her as I kept pushing my finger in and out of her.
“Ell-Elliotttt!!!” Vivie cried out as she pushed her hands down by mine and
lifted her hips as she experienced her first orgasm, spilling her juices all
over my finger. I pulled out and licked my finger and tasted her; she tasted
sweet.
She was panting pretty heavily as I crawled up over her.
“Wa-was that…” Vivie started before I kissed her.
“That was an orgasm…also known as a climax or cumming. You taste so good. Would
you mind if I got a better taste?” I asked her; she nodded her head.
I smiled before I started kissing down her body and once I got to her treasure
I looked up at her; she was panting with her mouth open with her arms over her
head again.
I kissed the top of her sex before licking her lips once before sticking my
tongue in her, tasting her.
And just like that her arms came down and began clutching at my sheets while
she moaned and thrashed around. She was trashing around so much I had to hold
her hips down while fondling her breasts.
“ELLIOTTT!!!” Vivie cried out a few seconds later as she grabbed my head and
came in my mouth; she was actually squirting.
I’ve never gotten a girl to squirt before. Sure, I’ve been able to pleasure and
satisfy girls before, but I’ve never gotten them to squirt. Well…one girl. I
had one serious girlfriend before I was forced into marrying Molly. However,
like Molly, this other girl cheated on me.
I didn’t want to let Vivie’s cum go to waste; so I licked it up completely
causing her to squirm around.
I then went up to and kissed her so that she could taste her.
I was about ready to take her when I felt her start to rub my erection from the
outside of my boxers while I kissed her. When I felt her hands I began grunting
into her mouth.
“Damnit Vivie…that feels good…” I said when I pulled away from her; that made
her smile.
“Can I touch it?” She asked softly.
“Of course.” I told her as I pulled off my boxers.
I smiled and chuckled a bit when I seen her expression.
“Are you ok?” I asked her.
“Yeah…it’s so big…” She said just staring at it before.
“Never seen one this big before?” I asked her; I knew she hadn’t seen one
period, but I just had to.
“No…” She said turning red.
“So shy…” I said before I kissed her while placing her hand on my throbbing
shaft.
She really was shy as I slowly moved her hand up and down at first. After a
little bit I let go of her hand and she was rubbing me by herself.
“Vivie…” I groaned into her mouth.
“Elliot…” Vivie moaned back as she started rubbing a bit faster.
“Vivie, this feels so good.” I told her as I started to feel up her breasts.
After a few seconds I felt as if she needed to be pleasured as well; she was on
her knees when I took my hand and slid it down her stomach and to my prize.
With my free hand I gently grabbed the back of her head and started kissing
her, sticking my tongue in her mouth as I stuck my finger inside her very wet
pussy causing her to moan out into my mouth.
After a few seconds she became unbalanced; so she wrapped her free arm around
my neck. And not long after that we both came in each others’ hands while I
grunted into her mouth and she cried into mind as she jerked forward.
Again when we pulled apart, there was a line of saliva from our kiss.
I fell backwards while she fell forwards and before I even had time to say
anything, I felt her kissing and licking the tip of my cock.
“Damnit Vivie! Vivie!” I called out when felt her put her mouth on me, taking
me.
She was really shy, but she seemed to know what she was doing and it felt
amazing.
“Vivie, I love you so much…and I’m sorry about this…” I told her as I pushed
her head down on me more, bobbing her head up and down. And like when she was
rubbing me she was doing this on her own.
“Oh my god! Vivie, I’m going to cum! VIVIE!” I called out cumming right then
and there, in her mouth.
She pulled away coughing a little, but it seemed she swallowed everything.
“Vivie…” I said as I sat up to face her, placing my hands gently on her
shoulders.
“Yes?” She asked looking at me; I think she knew what I was going to say,
because she just let me gently push her to the bed.
“Vivie my love; I love you. Are you ready?” I asked as I crawled up over her,
placing the tip of my cock at her entrance.
“I love you too Elliot. I’m ready. Will you be gentle?” She asked looking
directly at me.
“I’ll try…you know it’s going to hurt regardless, right?” I asked her.
I don’t think she understood because she got a confused look on her face.
“Vivie…you’re a virgin correct; you’ve never had sex before?” I asked her.
“Correct; I’ve never had sex before.” She said softly.
“You do understand that in order to take your virginity I have to break through
a barrier, don’t you?” I asked her.
She nodded her head.
“Do you understand that for girls, losing their virginity hurts because of that
barrier?” I asked her.
“So…no matter how gentle you are it’ll hurt?” She asked me.
“That’s correct. If you’re not ready, we can stop.” I told her and I meant it.
Sure I want her and sure this was fun, but if she’s not ready…
“I don’t want to stop; I made it this far. And I want to give you my
virginity.” She said softly.
“Please…will it hurt the whole time?” She asked me.
“For a little bit, but it shouldn’t hurt the entire time, no.” I told her.
“Is there any way for the pain to go quickly?” She asked.
“There is one way…” I told her; to be honest that might be what’s best.
“What is it?” She asked.
“If I take you with one thrust; one fast, hard thrust. Otherwise I have to go
slow and it’ll take longer.” I told her.
“Then please…please just do it…” Vivie pleaded with me.
“Vivie…I’m sorry about this.” I told her as I slid into her just a little ways
before sealing her mouth with mine. And with one fast and hard thrust, I took
her virginity, her innocence.
She arched her entire body into mine while crying out into my mouth and grabbed
onto me with one arm while her other hand clutched my sheets again.
After a few seconds I pulled away so she could breathe. When I looked up at
her, her glasses were fogged up as tears slid down her cheeks.
I carefully lifted her glasses up and wiped her tears away before putting her
glasses back; she had opened her eyes and was looking directly at me.
“El-Elli-Elliot…” She whispered out as she took deep breaths.
“I’m sorry…” I told her.
I was shocked when I felt her hand on my cheek.
“Do-don’t be…I-I asked for you to do it remember?” She asked me.
I held her hand on my cheek while I sat there inside of her, letting her adjust
to me and my size.
“I-I can-can’t believe it fit inside of me…” She said with a bit of a chuckle.
“I knew I would.” I told her leaning down to kiss her; she gasped at the sudden
movement, but accepted my kiss none the less.
While kissing her, I felt her maneuver underneath me a little as she spread her
legs a little more.
“I love you.” I told her as I started to slowly move within her.
“Huh-uh! I love you too.” She moaned and said those magical words that no other
girlfriend has ever really said to me before.
Actually, she does a lot of things that my previous girlfriends never did.
“Elliot…Elliot! Elliot! Oh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Ahhh! Ah. Ah. Ah.” Vivie moaned as her
pain was replaced with pleasure and I started going a little faster.
It didn’t take long or much, but she reached her first orgasm.
But I wasn’t done by a long shot; I needed her so badly.
“Vivie…” I groaned out as I grabbed her hips.
“Elliot! Please! Please more!” Vivie cried out, begging as she reached her
hands down between us.
“Please Vivie…” I started, “please let me go faster and harder. Please beg me;
I’m losing control. I can’t control myself baby; not with you. Please give me
permission to take you how I want to take you.” I pleaded.
“Anything except anal?” she asked as I felt myself slipping.
“No anal. Just beg me.” I told her.
“Please Elliot…do what you please.” She moaned out and I completely lost it as
I grabbed hold of her breasts and started slamming into her as fast and hard as
I could go.
“ELLIOT!! ELLIOT!!” Vivie called out grabbing a hold of my shoulders; she tried
to keep up with me, but couldn’t.
After a few seconds I leaned over her as she wrapped her legs around my waist
causing her to cum again.
“Elliot…please I want to try. Please…” She begged to be on top.
“Keep your knees locked against my hips and wrap your arms around my
shoulders.” I told her as I flipped us around.
It took her a little bit to be able to sit up on me, but she managed and began
slowly rocking her hips.
While she rocked and every now and then bounced I started feeling her up,
holding on to her breasts making her moan out while I pinched her nipples.
She was very new at this and it showed, but I didn’t care; I thought she was
perfect. She was defiantly the best birthday present I’ve ever gotten in my
life.
I could feel her walls start to clench around me; she was about orgasm again.
“Elliot!” Vivie cried as she fell against me.
I made her turn around as I sat up and took her while sitting on the edge of
the bed, holding onto her hips as I roughly pushed in and out of her.
She leaned her head back into my shoulder as she came almost right away this
time.
“Baby…can you get on your hands and knees?” I asked her.
“No…you promised…” She cried thinking I wanted anal.
“No, no, no…I’m not going to stick in there; I wanted to take you from behind.
I’ll show you if you can get on your hands and knees.” I told her while kissing
her neck and fondling her breasts.
“Ok.” She said as I helped her to the position I wanted.
At first when I buried myself in her I was slow and gentle; but that didn’t
last long as I got her screaming and crying and begging for more.
“ELLIOTTT!” She cried falling onto her stomach as she came again.
I was so close; I needed to cum. But I wanted to see her beautiful face when I
did.
“Vivie…can you go anymore?” I asked her as I rolled her over; she was panting
hard and was very red in the face.
She nodded her head weakly, but she spread her legs for me.
“I’ll try to be quick; I’m getting so close. I just need a little longer.” I
told her as I entered her.
I’ve lost control before, but never like this. Being with Vivie like this made
me feel…I don’t know…different. I’ve never felt like this before.
She was exhausted so I decided to be gentle with her as I leaned over her and
started rocking my hips with hers.
“Elliot…I think I’m going to cum again…” She said softly as she wrapped her
arms and legs around me.
“I think I’m going to cum too. Can I cum inside?” I asked her.
“Yes, you can. Can we try cumming together this time?” She asked me softly.
“We can try…just hold on a little longer ok baby?” I asked as I pushed in as
deep as her body would allow and laid right on top of her; I had one arm under
her shoulders and my other under her hips.
“Elliot…” Vivie moaned out.
“Ok…now! VIVIE!!” “ELLIOTTT!” We both called out cumming hard.
Once again her juices covered my cock while for the first time ever in her life
I filled her up with my cum.
After a few minutes I collapsed breathing heavily while holding onto her.
After a few seconds I stood up with her, still inside of her and gently laid us
onto the bed so that we were completely on it instead of me being half on and
half off.
I pulled out as soon as we got comfy and she immediately latched onto me and
started crying.
“I love you…” She said softly.
“I love you too. Come here, what’s wrong?” I asked her concerned.
“I don’t know…” She said softly snuggling into me.
I think her hormones are acting up; I heard that happens for some girls after
they lose their virginity.
“Elliot…” She said softly.
“Yes?” I asked looking at her.
“You’re not going to leave now, are you?” She asked me softly.
“No, never; I love you too much. You’re stuck with me until you say so.” I told
her gently as I pulled her to me.
“Ok. Then I never want to leave.” She said softly, laying her head on my
shoulder.
“Good. And I never plan on leaving you my love.” I told her as she smiled into
my chest.
After a few minutes I tried to suggest we take a shower to clean off, but she
had already passed out.
I chucked at her as I held onto her and fell asleep myself…completely exhausted
myself.
This was indeed the best birthday ever…
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