ResentmentSebastianResentment comes in the following hours as Josh sits beside me in the accident and emergency department as I await stitches to be placed in my knuckles.I created more damage than I thought, punching my way through some sort of vessel that hadn't stopped bleeding.They've numbed me up, and I'm waiting for that to take effect before being taken back again.I'm not too fond of it here, the sterility of the place; I've never liked hospitals and probably never will. But considering recent events, I hate them even more.That's why I internalise my hatred for myself, jumping on the bandwagon of self-loathing, as that might fix everything that's wrong in my life."You're an idiot. Why didn't you reach out? You must have known we'd be here for you," Josh admonishes me, bringing me out of my sour thoughts only to verbalise my self-loathing of my situation."What was I to say? 'Hey, Josh. I want to drink myself into oblivion because my wife's dead and buried?'"He gives me
SebastianI pick Melody up, holding her to me as I smell her hair. She's freshly washed, and it's smooth and silky, exactly how it would be if Beth had washed her on a Sunday.The reminder of such a task being thrust upon me just makes me feel goddang awful, but I make no mention that Tina took it upon herself to do such a task when that should have been left up to me.You've been next to useless!"Whatcha painting?" I ask, walking to the table to peek at her painting, which is in bright, eye-catching colours."Us," she tells me as I note two figures holding hands. They both have downturned mouths, a sigh of unhappiness, my thumb running over the paper, tracing her depiction of... depression."Are they sad?" I ask.She nods, not saying yes, but I see in her eyes that she's depicting how she feels.She's always been well ahead in her drawings; she's been making these weird little stickmen for a few months now. But the sad face was a new one; she hadn't been doing mouths in any other fo
Depression Sebastian We took Melody home that Sunday evening as Josh silently drove us home. She sat back in her car seat, quiet as could be, staring out the window as she held onto her favourite teddy. There was so much I wanted to say to Josh, so much I wanted to doubt myself over, but I didn't want to say it within her earshot, so I decided not to say anything at all. Yet dread sat at the base of my stomach as we neared my home. The most challenging part of this whole thing was the thought of laying my problems on Josh's shoulders. He was moving in with me, taking responsibility for my behaviour and, if he was telling the truth, my child, also. I pitied him and equally felt sorry for him that I, his best friend, had dragged his bachelorhood down, saddling him with the pair of us as I navigated this new life that had been thrust upon me. To my surprise, Charlotte had been at my home when we arrived, her Clio in the driveway next to my car, enlightening me to the fact that sh
"Daddy?" Melody calls from the back garden as I bake her cookies that she had helped me make this fine Saturday morning. "Yes, baby?" "Look," she says, bringing me a frog that looks worse for wear and frightened for its life. "Whatcha got there, a frog?" I ask her. "Mhm, it was in the flowers," she tells me. "That's pretty cool, but I think we should let him return to his little house now. We're nearly ready to go to grandma's." "Already?" She asks, looking up and onto the side for the cookies. "Three minutes. Can you go put your friend back?" I ask. She nods, leaving me in the kitchen to head out the back door again as Josh enters the kitchen with a grin. "What has you so happy?" I ask him with a smirk. "Charlotte got that promotion..." he grins, looking out the window to the garden where Melody is kissing the damn frog. Urg! I hope it doesn't have germs. "Have you been reading Princess and the Frog?" He asks me, chuckling at the sight before him. Melody finally lets the
THE WEIRD, WEIRD THING ABOUT DEVASTATING LOSS IS THAT LIFE ACTUALLY GOES ON. WHEN YOU'RE FACED WITH A TRAGEDY, A LOSS SO HUGE THAT YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW YOU CAN LIVE THROUGH IT, SOMEHOW, THE WORLD KEEPS TURNING, THE SECONDS KEEP TICKING. - JAMES PATTERSON———Sebastian "How are you today?" Laura asks me as I sit opposite her, draping my leather jacket over my knee much as I always do.I sigh, taking in a jagged breath, ready to relay my thoughts and feelings regarding this being our last penned appointment."I'm worried. I know you all say I'm doing better, that I'm ready to take control of my own life, but I'm scared. I don't want to return to being that version of myself.""That's understandable, but truly, Seb, you are doing so much better.""If I were, this stupid depression wouldn't still be around," I whine."Don't be silly. I think we have both worked through this before. You've lost your wife, someone you never dreamed of losing so early in your lif
Four Years Later Sebastian"Melody!" I yell from the kitchen, assembling her lunch that I should have done last night but instead decided to sneak in a workout instead. "Melody!!" I call again when she doesn't call back, staying silent, probably searching high and low for one of her rabbits in the bunny room next to her bedroom. "Christ, why does she have to feed her rabbits this time of day?" I mutter to myself, sipping the lunch bag up before ensuring she has water in her flask for school."MELODY! We need to go," I yell, walking through the kitchen and living room, coming to stand at the bottom of the stairs.I reach for my blazer, grabbing my coat too because it's raining, my keys from the hook and my umbrella from the basket.Her footfalls sound from upstairs shortly before she calls back to me."Coming, Daddy," her sweet, innocent voice filters through the house, making me feel terrible for yelling again. "Come on, baby. We're going to be late again.""I'm sorry, I couldn't f
SebastianMy first meeting passed with ease; contracts are signed, awaiting for the legal team to finalise them. But unfortunately, I have to head downstairs to give over the paperwork myself because I have no PA to do such a task.I pass by everyone on that level with hooded eyes as I note stares from each employee. I've never felt judged as much as I had walked through to our lawyer's office, yet even then, I didn't mention it, only passing the paperwork off as Kennedy took it from my hand."They signed?" She grins at me, excitement flitting through her features."They did, exceptionally quickly considering. I hate to be as excited as I am, but I know this is a big deal for the company.""You're right, Mr King. Their business will rake in the revenue whilst we branch out.""Make sure you get the paperwork completed quickly; I best get upstairs for my next meeting," I suggest, standing away from her desk as I ready myself to walk through the legal department again. "Ignore the rumo
Deep brown pools of mud invite me in.A moment transpires between us, something happening that I can't put my finger on. But I snap out of it. Turning to my father with furrowed brows, turning my attention back to the problem at hand rather than the strange woman who breached my protocols."It's okay, Cassy. I own this building much like tower one; ignore my son.""This is my office, father... and this is my half of the business," I remind him."Neither here nor by. Anyway, as Cassy enlightened you, we know. We've pulled the CCTV footage here in tower two. We are suing both parties that made a false allegation," he grins, taking a seat at my desk, angering me as the desk chair rolls backwards with his weight. This is my domain, my office and my fucking desk. But I don't confront him, keeping my anger inside as I ask my next question. It seems I've been on tenterhooks with my father since he took Melody all those years ago. And he hasn't regained total confidence in me since then."So
SebastianThere's something about dressing in a tux.The soft material clings in all the right places because it was made solely for you to move in. It's nice to be dressed so impeccably The charcoal grey suits me, or so Bethany once said. I've worn a tux five times in my life.Once for prom, once to meet with the big boys at work for the first time, once for the funeral of my first wife. And twice for marrying the women I love.I'm dressed in the same tux today that I used to marry Beth, the same that I buried her in, and now I'm marrying Cassidy in it, too.This tux has brought me immense pleasure and equal amounts of pain.But I can't be upset; I can't find fault in it.For my life is perfect, even amongst the darkest amount of pain. You never know the value of a moment; you never know when the last breath might be taken. So find happiness in the mix of sadness, and you'll be whole... like I am.CassidyI hadn't believed I would ever marry again; I thought my life ended when I
Sebastian "What's he like?" Melody asks me as I walk her through the halls of the hospital where Cassidy resides with my son.Our son. The little human being that has completed my family.I can't wait for Melody to meet him, and I can't wait for our life to begin as a family of four.If you had asked me five years ago whether I would find happiness again, I might well have told you I'd die before that happened.I lost my wife, my first wife and Melody lost her mother. But the world moves in mysterious ways, and my world sure aligned to bring me a happiness I didn't know I needed.I miss Beth wholly, deeply, in fact.But I know now she sent me Cassidy as a gift and token of her love."He's beautiful, just as you were at that age," I grin."I can't wait to hold him," she tells me; she's been excited all day, apparently ever since we dropped her at my mother's early this morning. "Not long now, baby," I grin, pressing the buzzer to the maternity ward.This was the same ward Beth birth
CassidyThings between Sebastian, Melody, and I change quickly. Over the next few months, I gradually started staying more and more often until it got to the point that I was at his house more than I was at home.I had never expected to move in with him, but I couldn't bring myself to ask him to move out of this home. Mainly because this is all Melody had of her mother, of Beth.All her memories with Beth are here, and though she doesn't remember much of her mother, I couldn't bear to ask her to move out of the only place that housed something of the woman she lost.So I officially moved in this weekend, just gone.It's Monday today, and I'm sitting at the dinner table in the kitchen as Melody eats her breakfast before I take her to school.It must have been about six weeks ago now that Melody asked me if I could take her to school every morning.Beforehand, she had been going to something called a breakfast club, and she hated it. Detested going with all the older kids because Sebast
He repeats the same task I had just left, his cock jutting from his body as Cassidy appraises it and his unusual piercings.From top to bottom of his shaft, he has bars that I can only describe as a ladder. I forget he has the piercings, if I'm honest, but I hadn't forwarded Cassidy.I flip Cassidy onto all fours, eating her from behind but giving Cassidy the position where she can take Josh's cock as much as she wants to.My most strict rule was to give Cassidy the power regarding their interaction.Foreplay plays out over the next hour, but the time has come that I need to sink inside her.Josh is lying on the bed, and I encourage Cassidy to sit reverse cowgirl, watching, enthralled as she sinks on every inch of Josh's length.Fuck, why does that turn me on so?With my own need coursing through me, I push her back to lay on Josh as he wraps his arms around her to hold her to him, and then I kneel between their legs, cock in hand, as I watch Josh thrust softly in and out of her pussy
SebastianIt's been around five weeks since I planned this evening with Josh. But I'm leaving the element of surprise there, having not told Cassidy of our plans this afternoon. Either way, when we return from dropping Melody off at Tina's, Josh will be here waiting for our fun afternoon.I'm mildly apprehensive, but that's only because Cassidy hasn't had more than one guy before, and I know things will be a little uncomfortable for her. But we plan on taking her together at some point before morning.Dropping Melody off is uneventful, and we do it swiftly and start to head home shortly after. Cassidy is staring out the window with a slight smile on her lips that makes me want to kiss her again.We arrive home shortly after two pm, and I watch Cassidy's reaction as she notes Josh waiting in his car on the drive.The element of surprise goes over... underwhelmingly.She greets him without any knowledge that he's here for a threesome, instead asking if he's going to crunch the numbers
"Did you get everything you needed?" He asks Melody."Everything," she grins."We best put them away and fold your old clothes up," I note, grinning as Sebastian looks at the multitude of what we brought.Melody and I work as a team, taking all her old clothes out of her wardrobe and drawers to place in a huge storage box.Sebastian's most absolute rule is we'll never get rid of her things. I never asked why that was, but he had storage boxes full of her clothing and blankets in his garage."Thank you," Melody tells me as I hang another dress in her wardrobe."No need to thank me, Melody.""I like having you here," she tells me as she puts the jewellery away in a handmade jewellery box on her bedroom side."I like being here, your father, and you make me very happy.""Will you stay forever?" She asks me. "As in, marry and promise to belong to one another?""You heard my phone call, huh?" I ask. Sounding a little like Sebastian as I ask it."Would it be so bad to be married to my Daddy
CassidyLife became somewhat of a routine. We would get up and have breakfast with Melody, and then we would take her to school and go to work and grind all day.The role of being both Sebastian's and Josh's PAs gave me enough work to feel as if I never had a moment to stop.I liked the demand, and I was happy to flit between tasks as I completed them promptly.But mothering Melody was the most important role I took part in.I craved to spend time with her, and we did often.Today, we're shopping. She needs new clothes, and Sebastian suggested he buy them online, but I saw the opportunity and took it with both hands.Melody is growing up, and she has her own taste in fashion, a taste Sebastian hasn't nurtured.So I decided to take her to the shops in the morning before I dropped her off to Tina.I start our trip out by buying her a small chocolate baby chino, a hot chocolate in other words, and then we walk hand in hand through the shopping centre."So, what clothes do you want?" I as
So we dressed up with Melody and played pretend fairies and pirates around the house as she giggled, and we followed along as she made potions, and I, the pirate, tried to steal the potions. Then we bathed her, dressed her, and fed her food at supper time.I read a million books to her while Cassidy cuddled her against her chest just as Beth had done when she was a baby, and we put Melody to bed at her usual time of 7.45, finally able to have our time.Cassidy had already started to walk downstairs to ready all of our clothes for tomorrow, Monday morning, as she usually does on the evening or a Sunday."Baby?" I called as I followed her."Yes?" She asked."Should we decompress over a glass of wine and talk about last night?""Sure, I'll iron the clothes at the same time."Communication with Cassidy came very freely, and quickly, she spoke about the things she loved and the things she didn't, and she admitted that her licking Charlotte's vagina grossed her out. So I explained about sof
SebastianThere was a new dynamic to Cassidy's and my relationship after our first threesome.It was almost as if she craved to do it again the next day—today. But we bid Charlotte farewell this morning and headed off to my parents for Sunday lunch.That seemed to be our most favourite day of the week.We arrived shortly after eleven am, a little earlier than usual, but I wanted to give Cassidy the time to think over everything that happened last night.I only had a few rules, she didn't want to fuck in our bed, and she didn't want me to fuck without a condom.I could do both of those with my hands held behind my back. But I had rules for myself, too.I wouldn't cuddle with Charlotte after sex, and I wouldn't come for her.They were much the same rules I had when we did something similar with Beth, and it helped tremendously with keeping the lines very vivid.It stopped me from tying emotion to Charlotte, though if I'm honest, our friendship was enough emotion for me not to want to hu