At half past five Evans knocks at the door. Seeing as we work at the same place, we decided we could just as well walk there together.His eyes scan me, and a smirk appears on his face. "What's wrong with you today? No statement on your shirt?"I am wearing plain light blue skinny jeans and a plain white tank top. It's definitely very unusual for me."Yeah, I thought I wouldn't start to piss people off or scare the shit out of them on my first day at work. Anyways I might get more tips if I am not wearing something with like FUCK OFF on it", I shrug it off making Evans laugh lowly. "Besides some might be frightened enough by all my tatts.""Doubt it. Most of us are wearing tatts in there. But none of us are looking so damn hot with it."His words as so often make me blush. "Yeah right, you trying to impress your new colleague already. Think about it differently, it always depends on the point of view.""What the hell do you mean? Ah wait I get it, I am tall and can look right into you
Still a little drowsy, I thankfully take my coffee from Emily. I know there are many people out there who jump out of bed early in the morning, happy and wide awake. Well, I definitely don't belong to one of those people. I'm more like WTF it's way too early, let me sleep. As I never sleep good at night, it just kind of makes it worse in the morning. Without my coffee, I'd probably die or be grumpy the rest of the day. Emily wants to know everything about my first day at work, and I tell her everything, of course also mentioning Jake, while munching down my frosties."He left with two?" She gasps."Yep, such an idiot. And I really don't understand those girls.""Maybe they know of his qualities, I mean after what you told me," she trails off."Oh fuck, shut up. I wish that night had never happened."Well at least not with Jake, the night was great.******Entering the class, fucking Jake is already seated at his place looking quite dishevelled. I decide to have some fun and let my ba
Authors not: This is only a very first tiny glimpse from JakeShe just slammed her board down and left me behind. I stay in the background watching her with awe. Even if I'd like to crash the pool myself and skate with her, right now, it's best to stay where I am. I've never seen her skate so aggressive as she is now. But gosh she's so good and looks fucking hot at the same time.The sight of her like this is going to haunt my dreams, she has no idea how smoking hot she looks. Every guy is staring at her. Some of the guys here have started coming here every single day since last week, as they hope to get a glance at her.And fucking Evans never leaves her for long, always at her side. He's my best mate here, but right now I an't help it and fucking hate him. He gets to spend time with Sam, she talks to him, smiles and even has fucking fun with him. It's been five fucking years and I know I don't deserve her after what I did to her. But fuck I don't want her to have fun with anyone els
I'm surprised Jake isn't pestering me, one single time during class. It's the first time this week that my whole attention is settled on what we are being taught right now. We are talking about the basics of a novel, and we are asked to write a short novel to whichever theme we want. Perhaps based on our own life experience or whatever we want, writing it throughout the whole period until Christmas break. Our works need to be handed in before that time.My thoughts are now already circling on the theme I could use. To be honest, I have no idea. There's so much I could but nothing I want to write about. I mean, it's just a novel, right? A novel is usually just a story without a real background. I guess it's just supposed to make it easier to write about something we have experienced for real. And a novel you can adjust in any way you want.I am still lost in thoughts while walking out of class. Jake makes me jump when he calls loudly after me."For heaven's sake, Jake. Do you have to
I am in such a fucking mess, I decide to take a cab home instead of walking half an hour. Fresh air might have helped, but with the thoughts killing my mind I probably would have gotten lost on the way. At the moment I don't know how the hell to think straight.Is Jake telling me the truth? Why can't I remember him trying to help me? He's right at that time Jake wasn't fully grown, while Michael nearly was. Michael was in the sports team and very muscular, while the only sports Jake did was our skating. He wouldn't have had a chance against Michael. But why can I remember him running away and not him trying to fight Michael?I remember the words Evans told me about the drugs, maybe it does all make sense.What the hell could Michael's family have against Jake's family, that they would let him get away with rape and even put the blame on me? God, I can't believe what he has just revealed.Jake, my god Jake does feel guilty. Even if I always wished for him to feel it, I hated him the la
Evans lips are soft and the taste of his cherry chewing gum lingers on them. He took me totally by surprise. My lips automatically move along with his. His kiss is soft and tender. It feels good.It takes a few moments until I realize I shouldn't be doing this. Even if it feels good, but it doesn't feel fair or right. Gently I push him away and loosen myself out of his arms."I'm sorry Evans, I can't do this right now. I like you a lot and I need to know I am clear at mind and really want this, when I do this."He sighs. "No, it's my fault Sam, I tried although I knew you aren't ready. You just told me minutes ago. But I won't deny I liked how it felt to have your lips on mine."Fuck why does he have to be so sweet and damn sexy at the same time?I give him a quick peck on the cheek and enter our apartment before I do something stupid. At the moment I simply don't fucking know if I want more or not, it's so confusing.******Nightmares kept me up most of the night, I badly need my cof
I decide to stay and quickly send Emily a message that I won't be home to eat, as we are still on our homework. Jake and I manage to work off another topic and compare it. After the tension dropped a little, it was easier. I curled up on the one side of the couch and Jake on the other. The distance between us making it easier for both of us.How can there even be this tension in the air, after five years and all the things which have happened? Is it because of the amazing night we had last week? Last weekend I still hated Jake, hated what he did to me and how much he hurt me. And now it feels like I need to run, because he is getting closer to me than he should.And honestly, it's scaring the living shit out of me right now.Jake ordered us pizza, and while eating, he switches the TV on."You still into horror movies?" He mumbles over the last piece of pizza he's about to bite off from."Yep, but I think I really should get going after we have eaten. Emi is probably waiting for me, a
The shower isn't exactly helping to sooth my senses as I hoped. I have already jerked off three fucking times. I swear I haven't had to do this in a very long time. Jeez, Sam has got me going crazy. No girl has ever played with me like this. I knew she still feels attracted to my body, so I thought I'd play this card out. Use an excuse to not wear a shirt. Of course, she is far too clever, and she looked right through my little game and made it hers. I've never lost the upper hand like I have with her and the fuck I didn't even give a shit about it. She was feeding bread crumbs and I was gladly picking up every single one she was throwing me. When she walked out of the bathroom door without a bra, I went fucking hard immediately, her wonderful full tits and hardened nipples showing off underneath the thin fabric of my white t-shirt. Knowing what was underneath didn't exactly make things easier. Damn I know all too well how perfect her body is shaped underneath her clothes. I have me
9 months later"Babe, could you please step down a bit with your work?" I hear Jakes concerned voice as soon as he enters the room."Jake, you know exactly exams are due in three months.""Yes, I know. But baby number two is due anytime now. So why do you have to do this book right now on top? Can't you push it a little longer?""No, I have a deadline. Gosh Jake, this is the first book I am getting published. Not many have that kind of luck. Can you push your deadlines while doing your screenwriting?"Jake has been driving me crazy with this for weeks now. Guess he's simply freaking out because of baby number two being on its way. He's even suggested for a midwife to live with us for a couple of weeks, just to make sure someone is there during birth. The doc has warned us that this birth will probably be just as fast. If I feel the slightest difference or contraction to call the ambulance immediately. Well, at least we know what we are in for this time. But I am not going to hire a mid
Jake's POVAll this waiting is killing me. Sam is up there in some room with Emi and Tracey. What if they tell her to think twice? I mean, she still could realize she can't deal with our past, right? What if she does a runner? My heart is breaking just by the thought of it. Damn, I couldn't even be with her last night, because fucking Emi said, if we want to have it traditional we need to stick to this rule. I would have loved to tell her to fuck the rules, but I know how much she has helped Sam in the last few weeks. Not having any family here, is damn hard for her. Another reason I am worried about her right now.At least I had Cara partially with me today, keeping me a little sane. She says mummy is going to look like a princess, and she is too. Cara is nearly as excited about this wedding as Sam and I are, only out of a different reason. For her, it's more like the fairy tales we read out to her each night. And she wants to be a princess so badly. That nearly made me chuckle if I
10 months laterSam:One week to go, and I am a nervous wreck. Today is the day to pick up my wedding dress. Yes, me Samantha Jones, who hates wearing dresses, is going to wear a dress on my own free will, even all in white and all traditional. Jake and I tried to figure out the perfect wedding for us. We did have some crazy shit in store. But then we both realized, for once, we wanted it to be traditional. Even my crazy soul, who hates all this fancy stuff, has realized that when it comes down to the actual wedding, I want to have at least a part of it traditional. Today is my final fitting, Emi and Tracey are in tears when I step out of the changing room. Much to their pleasure, we are being served Champagne. Seriously, we should drink plenty of that stuff by the price of this dress. "You think he's going to like it?" As this dress is so way out of line for me, I feel very insecure all of a sudden."You kidding me, Sam? Shit look at you, you are going to look amazing. Of course, he
Jake's POV:Ok, I am officially more excited than ever before in my life. Today, I am taking my two girls to the fairground. Sam thinks it's ridiculous and way too early for Cara to be going to a fairground. This time, I was the one to stay stubborn.So Cara would be exhausted enough to stay in the buggy, we spent an hour on the playground with her, after her lunch nap. She did want to go to the beach again, but it would have meant showering her repeatedly before going to the fairground. Once she found the swing and the slide, she was happy too. Cara's so funny with her habits. She always wants me to push her on the swing, and it has to be mummy going down the slide with her. I mean, I'm lucky. I'm nearly sure my tall broad build would never fit into that slide. My ass would get stuck and never move again, yet it's a funny habit. Watching Sam slide down with her puts a smile on my face every single time.Sometimes, I chuckle about Sam. Today is such a day. Sam and I are skater and bik
Jake's POV:2 years laterMy eyes scan every inch of Sam's body as she comes walking down the beach up to Cara and me. Fuck, she knows how much I love this red bikini on her. Red bikinis and lingerie are definitely my favourite on Sam, and she knows this weakness of mine too well.My eyes roam up and down that mouth-watering sight.Cara is well occupied, mushing with the wet sand between her hands. Which we've already been playing with the last two hours. So I get up and walk over to my beautiful girl."Cara's awake, and you are killing me, my Sexy. You badass know exactly how much I love that bikini on you.""Well, that's the point in wearing it, Skater boy," she says, smirking. Knowing she's got the upper hand on this at the moment.Putting on that seductive sly smile, she has me in overdrive as always.My arms wrap tight around her, pulling her flush against me, while I give her a long, passionate kiss. I've been so looking forward to this holiday and especially to today. "Daddy w
2:43am Feeling restless, I wake up looking at the alarm clock. That's when I notice dampness between my legs.Oh my god, this is it. A sharp pain takes hold of me, and I squeeze Jake's arm. It was only a short contraction, but obviously, my water broke. So this must be it, right? And that was a contraction, right? I mean, how the hell am I supposed to know how contractions feel like? All I know about it is what I read on the internet as there is no one around me who could tell me. About five minutes later, there's another one of those pains."Jake?" I squeeze his arm again."Hmmm?" He hardly replies, keeping his eyes shut."Jake, my water broke, and I think I have contractions."In an instant, Jake is wide awake, sits up, and switches the light on his night table on."You sure?" I hear the panic in his voice."The beds wet, and I sure didn't pee in it. And aahhh damn," I squeeze his hand. "Yep, I'm quite sure."Jake is about to freak out and jumps out of bed. "Then let's get going,"
3 months laterExcited, I watch Jake from the porch while he is setting up the new fence to make things safe for our little one. I could have told him to wait until the autumn as our baby isn't even born yet and sure won't be escaping our garden that fast. But hell, in autumn, this wouldn't look nowhere near as good as it is now. It's the middle of July, and the summer heat is fully there. "You think we should give them a beer or something?" Emily asks, and Tracey nods while her mouth hangs open.The three of us are enjoying our view to the full. Jake and Evans only in low waist shorts, no shirts, just toned muscles. Their tanned skin glistening with sweat. Fuck, I never knew how hot sweat can look until I met Jake. This is mouth-watering. Hard working men right in front of us. I watch every muscle move on that hot body of my Skater boy.The way they flex with every move lets my temperature rise rapidly."Well Tracey, what do you think about tatts now?" I ask her as she said before t
4 months laterEmi wraps her arms around me while I take a last look around in my room and take the last thing standing on my night table in the hand. A photo from Jake and me as youths. Emi had taken it secretly during one of our first kisses. My heart skips a beat looking at the happy couple. Little did we know what we would have to go through. I press it hard against my chest, cherishing it."So much for boys, booze and party," she sighs."We can still stick to party. I may be pregnant but not sick. I'll just skip the other parts. I'm sure some distractions won't harm me."Emi came back during the night of the gun shoot after Evans had given her a call. I know how sorry she is about not telling me the truth about how my mum got killed and what really happened with Michael and his family. She stuck day and night with me, taking terms with Evans while I was crying my balls out. I don't think me or our little baby would have survived the shock of all what happened if it hadn't been fo
"So was this is what you thought I'd hate you for?"Jake's voice sounds pissed."I don't want to put pressure on you or whatever. You don't have to deal with the consequences. I'll cope with it. Damn, I know we are far too young for this, and it's not what we planned for. But I can't give this baby up. It's a miracle that it survived the crash and all the medication. Of course I know it's your life too and please Jake live it to the full. Live it as you had planned. There doesn't need to be any consequences for you. I'm not demanding anything from you." I think I've never spoken this fast in my whole life, rambling down the words as fast as I can."Sam are you fucking serious?" He's fuming, his hands running through his hair and ruffling it, while walking back and forth. I knew this wasn't going to end well. "Is this what you think about me?" He yells, and I fight back the tears. This is my fault. I have no right to cry."Calm down, mate," Evans interferes."Calm down? The love of my l