All Chapters of The web I can’t unweave: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

As I sit there, waiting for Maverick to respond. I think of the word: Eremition. The act of gradually fading from the lives of others - in desire of solitude. That’s what I had become in the last few years of chasing a legacy. But here, I was transparent. I was showing my vulnerability and weakness to a man, rather than showing my strengths and accomplishments. It made me feel extremely exposed.“You have cancer?” He asks as he slowly sets down his water bottle. His tone said he was in disbelief. I had that same tone when I asked that very same question.“I do. That’s why I’ve been pushing so deeply to make a legacy for myself and why that gentleman at the shop gifted me the typewriter.” I say as I gesture towards the beautiful piece of history sitting just nearby.“Why wouldn’t you tell me this?” He asks as if his care could cure me.“Because it’s depressing. The pitiful stares, the remorse and the way people treat you as if you’re so fragile - would you want to be looked at as a wit

We begin kissing with passion and I can feel the need and yearning growing between us. The water running over us both had no effect on the heat between our bodies. I feel as Maverick bites my lip and lifts me up, plastering my back against the cold shower wall as I wrap my legs around him. I can feel my center being to throb as he moves one hand to rub circles on it. A moan escapes me and I see how much it excited him by smile forming on his face.This was no fantasy. This was real and it was raw.I look at him without saying another word. A look that begged for him to take me. He gave no hesitation as he pressed his lips to mine.I feel him insert himself slowly, lowering me onto him so that it enters as I’m pressed against the wall. The feeling was mind-numbing. Every thought escaped me as I felt it go deeper and deeper inside. He lets out a hoarse moan as he begins pumping his arms slowly, creating a steady motion and begins kissing my neck and biting furiously. I begin thrusting

I must’ve fallen asleep sometime during our movie because when I wake up, I’m in my bed alone. I find my phone in the nightstand with a piece of paper attached. ‘Good morning! It’s officially our first day at EnviroDoc! I had to leave early to get my truck and get clothes but I’ll pick you up for our first day at 8:30AM. Maverick’I look at the time and it’s 8:15. Shit.I run to the bathroom and put myself together without a moment to spare and hear the doorbell just as I’m grabbing my bag.I open the door expecting Maverick but it isn’t. It’s Darren.“What are you doing here?” I ask as he smiles as walks into my apartment casually.“Well I know today is your first day for your internship and I thought I’d stop by and offer to escort you to the office?” He smiles slightly and waits for my response.“I didn’t tell you when I would be starting?” How did he know? And how did he know where I lived?“Well your parents told me and gave me permission to come.” He says with a shrug.“Um - t

I wake up to frenzy of people around me - one of them being Maverick. The look on his face ringing in my bed as he picks me up and places me on a gurney. As the paramedics roll me out of the bathroom, I look back and see the toilet had been flushed. Had Maverick done so to maintain my secret? I am brought back to the hospital and placed into the exact room where I was previously diagnosed with a brain tumor. As if the side effects alone weren’t a constant reminder of my impeding doom. I sit patiently as the nurse goes over what happened and checks my vitals. “Okay Ms. Richardson, everything looks stable. The doctor should be in to see you shortly.” “Thank you.” The words escape as a whisper. I felt defeated and watched as she gives a small smile and leaves. The nurse had given me a IV to maintain my hydration upon my arrival. And I find myself watching each drop pass slowly. I hated this feeling.This room reminded me of perish and here I was - again. As I sulk, I hear someone en

I try to rest as I wait for Darren to return to take me to imaging. As I slept, I begin to dream of things I’d never considered for myself in the future. I am in bed reading a children’s’ book to a tiny human, smiling as I turn the pages and see their excitement and hear the word ‘mommy’ echo as the child looks up at me. A moment passed as I reply ‘yes baby’ with a smile. I continue reading until all of a sudden - it’s dark outside and the darkness engulfs the room. Once the light returns, I’m in a white room. It’s large and empty space making it feel like a cage of white walls. I instinctively pick up pieces of crayons and write on the walls as if in a trance and begin writing my fears on each wall of my enclosure.No loveDeathNo familyDeathCancerDeathNo legacy DeathBy the time, I stop writing, every surface of that room was covered in fears written in different colors and ‘DEATH’ written in capital letters and red crayon all over. I then get up and begin touching each wall.