Chloe's POV
Sitting on Mark's sofa, my hands cup around the steaming mug resting between my knees. Mark's a good friend, in fact he's an amazing friend. After everything which has gone wrong in my life, he's always been a shoulder to cry on. To be honest if after what happened between the pair of us during Gary's disappearance, of course people will think Mark's only here for me because he wants something in return, but right now i couldn't give a stuff, my emotions are all over the place. "If you stare at that wall any longer you will burn a hole in it." Mark chuckles, whilst taking the empty space beside me.
"Oh er...yeah...sorry..." A mutter is all i can reply with, it pains me to even talk. My own boyfriend has turned his back on me without giving me an explanation.
"I know this is stupid of me to ask, but how are you feeling?"
Taking a sip of my tea, my eyes remain focused on the steam. "Yeah, fine. You?"
"I wish there was something i could do for you Chloe, its heartbreaking to see someone you care about so dearly go through something like this... i'm sure there's a logical explanation over why Gary acted the way he did."
"He's ill, Mark. That's the explanation. I just don't know anymore..."
Rising an eyebrow by my comment, Mark straightens his posture enough to take a better look at me. "What do you mean by that? It isn't permanent...its a low chance that it will be permanent, you know that."
"No...no i don't know that." Shakily i breathe out a sigh. "No one knows that, not me, not you, not Gary, not even the doctors know that. Its just a thought, a thought to keep everyones mind at ease isn't it?"
"Come on now, Chloe. Gary's a strong man, if everyday the pair of you work on it, his memory will be back before you know it." Lightly he smiles.
"And he also doesn't want to be treated like a child. Its hard, Mark. Its easier said than done, Gary is the type of person who hates being told what to do and he will do what ever he can to wiggle out of it, putting blame on someone else." Letting out a profound sigh, my hand rests against my burning forehead.
"Chloe." Mark's fingers skim across my knee, making my anger boil even more for some reason. Why is he suddenly taking Gary's side?
"No, Mark! You don't understand! You don't have to listen to him. I love that man to pieces, words just cannot describe, but right now i don't know where i am or what I'm doing. I can't live a life of constant tip toeing around the person i am in love with, what relationship is that? Jesus Christ, I'm carrying his child and I'm looking after him more than our unborn baby! What kind of mother will i end up like if i can't even look after my partner? I may aswell give up n-" Out of nowhere a pair of powerful lips press firmly against mine, cutting me off mid sentence. The softness of the skin against mine feels almost magical, as weird as that sounds. Tenderly, Mark takes my tensed hand in his, calming me down using just his thumb to run across each one of my knuckles. Before i even get chance to understand what's happening, hastily Mark pulls away, leaving me wide eyed in front of him. Suppressing a smile, he looks down at our now entwined fingers.
"Sorry to catch you off guard, but i had stop you from talking out of your arse."
Biting the bottom of my lip, shyly i smile. "Oh, how charming of you."
"How are you feeling now?" Using his free hand, carefully he wrap a piece of my loose hair around my ear, as a finger strokes down my cheek and along my jaw line.
"Depends what you mean by that..." Giving him a subtle smile, my vision locks onto our fingers. The atmosphere is much more relaxed than the first time i arrived here today. The thoughts and fears about Gary have left my mind, while being in Mark's company. I've been standing on edge ever since Gary went missing and now... now I'm finally starting to feel grounded. Its wrong, of course its wrong. I'm cheating on Gary having some kind of feelings towards my best friend. I love Gary with all my heart, but right now i need to avoid the stress even if that means having to avoid him. I can't let anything affect this baby's health.
"Well... do you still feel tensed? Upset? Anymore fears you want to confess about Gary?"
Shaking my head, i murmur the word 'No' under my breath. I don't deserve Gary, i really don't. That's clear to me now more than ever.
"Good...good..." Happily he sighs. "Come here..." Opening his arms, it doesn't take long before i
accept the hug. Tightly he wraps his arms around my back, allowing my cheek to rest against the crook of his neck. Delicately, his hand moves up and down my spine. "I'm here...I'm here for you Chloe...and I'm not leaving you...i promise..." His voice whispers and vibrates against my ear. His voice is so soothing, it even almost sends me to sleep.
After what feels like a decade, i finally decide to lift my head. Staring up at the older man, faintly he smiles down at me. Warmth fills the pit of my stomach by that smile alone. "I'm sorry..."
"Hey." Mark silences me by pressing his finger against my parted lips, not allowing anymore words to leave them, tonight he is going to do the talking. "There's nothing for you to apologise for. You're only human, we're going to break down at sometime. We just need the right people around at those times to be fixed again..." Moving his lips forward, for a second or two they rest against my forehead. Holding him tighter, my face nuzzles against his chest just by feeling his lips somewhere on my skin again. Almost addictive. Once his lips leave my forehead, they travel more south, until we're reconnected again. Our lips pulsate together, as if its meant to be. For some strange reason it just feels so natural, no matter how wrong it actually is. The kiss soon turns passionate in a split second. I don't think I've been meaningfully kissed like this in what seems forever. Mark's so tender and caring towards me, its like I'm under a spell, a never breaking spell. Without even thinking about the stress or how wrong this situation actually is, my fingers wrap around each one of Mark's buttons on his shirt. In seconds i reach the final button, easing the shirt from his skin and dropping it somewhere in the darkness on the floor. Exchanging positions, Mark begins removing my clothes as i sink back into the pillows on the sofa. Tracing the vein in my neck, he sucks on my pulse point as his hands stroke down my hips. With my clothing torn from my skin, I'm now left in my underwear with Mark straddling me.
The darkness continues to sweep through the room, until the point where i can no longer see the face in front of me. Stroking up my stomach, gently he cups my covered breasts, massaging them against his palms. "Mmm...aaahh..." A throaty moan leaves my lips, as i arch my back enjoying the light pleasure I'm receiving. The sound of my mobile vibrating against the coffee table catches both of our attentions for merely a few seconds.
"Leave it..." He mumbles against my ear, sinking his teeth into my neck. I'm now in the hands of the man on top of me, nothing else matters, nothing no longer matters. Parting my legs, very carefully, my knickers are pulled down to my ankles where they now leave my skin. Skillfully, he places my legs around his waist tightly, before securing my body into a comfortable position. "I...I love you..." He partly growls partly hums against my neck, sending vibrations all through my body. This feels far too good and the best part hasn't even begun yet. Not saying a word, silently i groan, running my fingers through the Male's hair, urging him to enter me as he strokes against my sensitive spots.
Lining himself correctly, gradually he pushes inside, inch by inch. "Ohhh..." Biting down onto my bottom lip, i feel the coldness enter me. Instantaneously by the feel of the pleasurable pain, my finger nails scratch down the figures back, drawing a soft cry from his shaking lips.
"Are you OK?"
Nodding my head in reply, my hands search around his slim frame. "Uh huh..." That's all he needs to hear, as he slowly picks up the pace. Thrusting deeper inside of me, finding the right angles which gives us both spasms from the pleasure. Moaning and groaning into one anothers mouths, his tongue darts around, before crashing our tongues together like swords fighting for dominance. "Mmm....oh...i..." Wrapping my arms firmly around the back of his neck and mirroring my legs to do the same around his waist, by the rapid increases of thrusts I'm soon close to my limit.
"Let go... let go Chloe..."
Squeezing my eyes together as tight as i possibly can, with my remaining energy i finally let go, as my orgasm crashes over me. Draining all the power out of me. "Ohhhhhh!"
It isn't long until the man also copies me, his hands grip against my thighs and his teeth skim against my neck, as he fills me with his load. Collapsing on top of me our naked sweating bodies connect like glue, panting for breath, my eyes try to focus on the dark figure laying on top of me. "Chloe?" Heavily he pants, taking my hand in his. Blinking my eyes by his voice, somehow it finally brings me back down to reality and out of my dream.
"Yes...?" I whisper, a whisper is all i can manage as a form of confusion fills my face.
"Thank you... Thank you... I've been wanting this for a while... thank you for finally finding sense..." Mark's lips peck against mine, before nuzzling his face against my neck where he releases a of a sigh of relief. It almost feels as if I'm paralysed. It wasn't a dream. It wasn't a dream! Alarm bells run throughout my body, now i understand what has happened. Did i really think i was having sex with Gary? No, i knew. I knew it was Mark. Why didn't i stop this?! Tears begin to stream down my cheeks, remaining in darkness, Mark softly snores against my chest.
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Its not until two and a half hours later, that i decided to escape. After carelessly throwing on my clothes, I'm now sitting in the back of a taxi heading back home un be known to Mark. Dialling the three digits every time the voicemail comes to an end, the guilt builds up even more just by hearing that sweet child like voice sobbing through my mobile.
'C...Chloe? Baby? Please pick up. I've been a fool. I saw the pair of you outside, he had his arm around you and it brought flash backs, back into my head. It hurts to see another man so close to you, i just can't bare to live a life without you. I love you with all my heart. I need you. Please come home, I'm begging you. It wont happen again, i promise. I know you will never cheat on me, I'm just being a prat again. As soon as you come home, i promise that i will listen to whatever you say. I want to get better, not just for the sake of myself, but for our child. I'll leave the door open if you decide to come home...which i hope you will. Love you loads...'
Running my hand down my body, my hand cups my stomach. "I'm...I'm sorry..." Quietly i mutter to my stomach. "I've let you down... I've let Daddy down..." Deeply i sigh.
