Colette Smith (P.O.V.)
Before I could even escort Lisa inside of the house, she had already started talking my ear off about random stuff going on in her life. She started by complaining about her grandmother and the ill-treatment she is receiving. Then she hopped onto the topic of her financial struggles and now she is talking about her former boyfriend. She is supposedly considering getting back together with him because he has been begging to be with her again. However, despite telling me that this guy treated her really badly, would bully her, and make other girls make fun of her, her justification for giving him a fourth chance is that his d*ck is really big.
On that tangent, she began to describe to me how big his shlong is, what it looked like, how good he was at using it, and how it lived up to the expectations of men with big feet. Whilst I tried to have an actual conversation with her this time, I could not get a word in because she was just
Lisa Warden (P.O.V.)I watched as Colette left the room, leaving me alone with her boyfriend Callum. I have had a crush on him ever since I laid eyes on him. I never acted on my feelings because Colette is my best friend, and I would never do that to her. At times I could tell that she does not want me around and merely tolerates my presence because I force myself into her personal space. I appreciate her for tolerating me, to say the least. I am a very social person which meant that I had a lot of friends, but they were the type of friends to only be around when things are going well.Whenever I would post on social media about being suicidal or frustrated, Colette would be the only one to message me to make sure I was okay or at least find out what was going on so she could offer some advice. I understand her more than anyone ever could. We were both mentally ill and I think that is where we find common ground to understand each other.Colette
Lisa Warden (P.O.V.)In my head, I imagined Callum coming home to me after work to a table full of food. Colette does not cook full meals for him, and I bet if I were to cook for him, he would be so much happier. I imagine him eating all of the food and as I cleared the table, he walks up behind me and wraps an arm around my waist.F*ck this. I feel like I am becoming even more sexually frustrated. I needed to find a way to release all of this energy.I know what I should do.I flushed the toilet to keep up the impression that I was actually using it and I exited the bathroom.“Let us go to the club! I want to get wasted!” I exclaimed as I entered the room.Both Colette and Callum exchanged looks before they looked at me.“I do not feel like going out tonight, but you guys can if you want,” Colette said looking defeated as she laid back onto the bed.Me, go out alone with Callum? Could I
Colette Smith (P.O.V.)"I want us naked; I want you wrapped around me, and I want this to last all night," I said in an almost desperate tone of voice.I am almost breathless as he ran his hand down my side and back up to capture my breast. His thumb grazes my nipple, and I feel the rumble in your chest when you feel it pebble under your touch."Hmmm, do you think you are ready for all that?" Callum asked, his voice is deep and sounds so sexy right now.He snaked his tongue out of his mouth and began playing around my lips."Let us see, sweet girl if you want me as bad as you say."Moving to the side, Callum’s hand moves up my leg and grips my knee, pushing it up and out. His fingers trail along my thigh and he grazes his knuckles across my satin-covered pu**y."Hot...check." Callum whisper against my cheek.His fingers travel under the lace hem."Soft...check."His lips are against my neck,
Lisa Warden (P.O.V.)Callum and I got into the car; I was not certain if it was me alone that felt like this, but I felt like the tension in the air was rather sexual. Every time I looked at him, all I could think about was riding him and doing all sorts of sexual things to him. I desperately needed to get laid tonight or else I will end up doing something that I would really regret after it is done, and it is too late.Callum drove out of the garage, and I immediately put on some music to fill the silence in the car. I, unfortunately, did not have any alcohol so that we could pregame, so I was stuck in the car, with my crush, who is also my best friend’s boyfriend, and I was sober with really bad thoughts.“You okay over there? What is on your mind?” Callum asked me and I thought about it for a second.Right here at this moment, I wanted to confess my feelings but to what purpose? It is not like he would leave Colette f
Lisa Warden (P.O.V.)“Yes, but I bet you already knew that. Look at your body. It is amazing.” Callum continued.I felt guilty for encouraging a conversation like this but the more I thought about it, the more I felt good about myself like it fed my God complex. In comparison with Colette, I did have a better body than hers. Regardless of my height, I had really big breasts while she was almost flat-chested. My ass is voluptuous while hers is small. She is petite with a small frame of five feet four inches. She often complained about her lack of assets, but I always encouraged her to love the way her body currently is, because it made me feel good while I stood next to her, and all the guys would catcall me and not her.“Let us get some alcohol going in our system. Tonight is a night to let loose and have fun!” I screamed as we all rushed over to the bar to order our drinks. I knew that Callum would volunteer to pay for o
Lisa Warden (P.O.V.)“Well, that is fine by me.”We stumbled over the icy streets back to his place, barely speaking the whole time. Callum was really too drunk to drive so we left his car in the parking lot of the club. I felt bad for Emma, and now I was feeling bad for Callum that he came out tonight to celebrate with me and to de-stressing but now everything had come to an abrupt end, and it is just depressing.We got back to his place and took off our coats. I felt a little awkward being here alone with him without Colette being present. Due to her absence, I automatically felt as though I was doing something wrong. I tried to shake it off, but I could not. We called her on the way over here because we both knew she would be awake, waiting for him to come home. When we told her we would not be coming home
Lisa Warden (P.O.V.)"What would Colette say or think? She would not approve of this." I explained.I knew from this moment; I should have just gotten up and left the apartment. I could go over to Kristen’s place instead and stay there. I did not have to absolutely stay here.“Why would you tell her? This could be our little secret.” Callum said and smirked.I could not believe it my ears. This was Callum, the sweetest, nicest guy I knew. He adored Colette. They had a healthy relationship full of honesty and openness and everything that I wanted. It was like I was talking to someone else. Someone I did not know. My heart began to beat even faster, but now it was a little bit out of fear. I felt even more uncomfortable now and unsafe. Callum was not in his right mind. I needed to get out of here."That you watched me undress. Do you not think she would find that a little weird?"I felt like there was no poin
Lisa Warden (P.O.V.)I raked my free hand through his hair, gently scratching his scalp. He let go of my other hand and pulled me up so that he could take my dress off. Then I pulled his shirt off over his head. I was pleased to find a nice shaven chest.I did not understand why so many guys sport a hairy chest. I liked a clean-shaven man. It always drove me crazy.He undid my bra as I laced my fingers through his gorgeous hair. Then he picked me up in his arms and carried me into his bedroom. In that brief moment, things had gone from animalistic groping to something more tender and emotional. He laid me down gently on his bed and started to trace his fingers lightly over my breasts and stomach. It was nice, and I felt safe with my friend again, but I wanted the roughness back."So, this is where you have been with Colette before, huh? This is kind of dirty. Definitely wrong," I said.That was enough to do the trick. The fire was
Before I could jump to conclusions, I decided to give Colette the benefit of a doubt. I returned to my car and while I sat in the parking lot of the hospital, I decided to call every hospital in the state.It has been three hours since I started calling multiple hospitals in New York. There are a total of two hundred and fourteen hospital in New York city. I managed to call forty of them within a short distance from Colette’s school, our home, and any other place she could have been in the time of going into labor.None of the hospitals had any record of Colette giving birth. What the actual hell is going on?Is she hiding something from me?I returned home as fast as I could. Colette was in the living room asleep with the television on.I quietly made my way upstairs and I took Kaylin from her crib. I wrapped her in a blanket and made my way out of the house. I then drove back to the hospital.I walked up to the receptionist with Kayl
Callum Johnson (P.O.V.)Currently I was seated outside on the front porch as I swung the baby to sleep. I looked down on her where she sat on my lap, slowly dozing off into dreamland. I looked at her features and how they changed over the past eight months, and it got me thinking. I would never accuse Colette of cheating on me, but in these circumstances, I was suspicious of a few things.Firstly, her hair color. It looks nothing like my hair, nor does it look like Colette’s hair. My hair as well as Colette’s hair, is curly and wavy, Kaylin’s hair is pin straight. My eyes were brown, and Colette’s eyes were like a hazel brown color…Kaylin’s eyes were so blue you could see the ocean in them. It was so blue it almost looked purple at times. Neither Colette nor I has freckles, yet Kaylin has freckles all over her body.I am beginning to think this is not my kid and I did not know how to go about this. I could ta
Callum Johnson (P.O.V.)I made the baby.Those words. That moment. That instant. That day would always resonate in my head. It has been eight months since the birth of my daughter Kaylin Johnson and not a day passes by that I do not think about that day Colette messaged me. I remember that day like it was yesterday.I was in the United Kingdom, London to be specific on a business trip. This trip was not particularly a fun one that would have allowed me to relax and take a break from my busy work schedule. I had just come out of a really tough meeting. Things were not looking good for me at the last minute. Throughout this trip I have been cutting deals really close as I began to teach myself along the way to do business the right way seeing as I no longer had sex appeal on my side. There were times where some of the women that would be present at meetings would make minor advances toward me. I could adhere to their advances, but I chose
Colette Smith (P.O.V.)Meanwhile I prepare for the demise of Maria Vergara, Callum has been messaging me nonstop in full panic mode. Last night, when I decided that I would perform the surgery today, I figured that I would ignore all of Callum’s messages and phone calls to make it seem as though I could not be reached. This is to make it believable when I tell him that I went into labor and was unable to contact him because of everything that happened while I was in labor.Eventually I got to the store and while I walked around checking out the various equipment, I regretted my modest decision to not walk into the store dressed as a doctor in a lab coat. I felt judged. I could feel everyone’s eyes on me…or was it my fear of getting caught; the nagging feeling that someone knew something I did not stayed in the back of my mind while I t
Colette Smith (P.O.V.)I spent the entire night doing research on performing a cesarean section. Since I got home, I have been studying the medical notes made by other people so that I, myself, would be able to perform this procedure with much success. I would like to think that I could handle this on my own because I am a pre-medical student. This could serve as a test to my future surgical tendencies as a neurosurgeon and I could not have been any more excited. Of course, in the future, I could only hope that my patient would be alive after the operation because my intent now, is that she dies and remains dead. I wanted to order some sort of anesthesia while I prepared myself for the surgery because I felt like I could at least be a little humane and numb the pain for the woman, but I do not think it would get here in time because I have limited time.While I stayed awake last night, studying the instructions to perform a cesarean section on a human
Colette Smith (P.O.V.)Eventually, I had to move away in fear of getting called out for my lack of a baby bump. Callum was always at work these days and I usually had to drive myself to school every day but at the end of it all, I would be seeing Callum. However, it has been approximately nine months since I announced the pregnancy, and it is about time I showed up with a bump. Fortunately for me, I told Callum that I thought it would be best for me to stay on campus instead of driving back and forth each day to and from school. I explained to him that this way, I could sleep in more and I would not have to worry about being late to my classes so I would be lessening on the stress I would feel each day.This especially played in my favor because I attended a religious community college which did not allow boys into the female dorms. The onl
Colette Smith (P.O.V.)I got a notification on Facebook that I had received a new friend request. I immediately clicked on the notification to check out the person’s profile. It was not odd for me to get friend requests on Facebook out of the blue these days. After announcing my fake pregnancy to Callum, he had been working double time to make sure that I get everything that I wanted and needed just so we would be able to avoid a replay of what happened the first time I got pregnant. This included leaving the job I had, working as Callum’s secretary, and taking my time with school. Where I would usually do a full load every semester, now I do only about three courses per semester. Yes, that means it will take longer for me to graduate but at least I barely have assignments now and I have more time to sleep. My days have been stress free and I am more than grateful for that blessing.I was not even scared or paranoid about leaving Callum to
Colette Smith (P.O.V.)It has been a couple months since I miscarried, and I could not have been more depressed. I was not entirely sure how long it has been because I have been so out of it that I could not focus on anything. I could not help but feel like the miscarriage was my fault. There is not a day that goes by that I do not hate myself a little bit more for losing the baby. Deep down inside, I feel like Callum blames me as well, but I do not think he would be wrong to. I had been undergoing so much stress that I knew was not good for the baby, yet I continued on with my own selfish journey of a self-fulfilling prophecy. Looking back now to all of those times I took advantage of the fact that I got pregnant in the first place, makes this all the more painful because I could have done so many things differently to avoid this, but I did
The pain continued to be unbearable, and I tried my hardest to not scream in agony, but it seemed quite difficult to do so. After a short while, the nurse returned with the painkiller injections, and she turned me onto my side so that she could stick the needle into my butt cheek. Thankfully, it did not hurt at all. Almost immediately I felt the medication dull the pain I felt on my lower back and my lower abdomen. With this relief, I soon fell asleep.I was awoken by a team of doctors who were all surrounding my bed. One of them held a clip board with a bunch of papers stacked onto it and the rest of them were preparing some tools, I would assume to use on me.One of them approached me and stuck a thermometer under my arm.“Keep that in there tightly, okay?” The woman said kindly.I nodded in acknowledgement and did as I was told.“Okay, are you getting any pain right now?” One of the doctors asked.I nodded again.