Sexual Desire - Chapter 5 (FINALLY!!)

New chapter...a mixture and array of emotions.
(Sorry for taking so long guys, I've had a handful at home...and I'm trying to get in the mood to write..so here I am at 11:45 at night and the inspiration came! I really hope you like it. Enjoy you beautiful people :] Please at least four comments.)

Sexual Desire - Chapter 5

A few days pass and they both have already begun sleeping the coming weekend away. Awake off and on, but mostly sleeping, eyes closed. Madison had picked a room that seemed to fit her unlike all the others. The walls were a light shade of blue, and the ceiling had clouds painted on it. Some random painted flowers were found in corners of the room, but the thing that really stood out to her was the brown teddy bear sitting on the dresser to the right of the door.

Hours later after helping Steven with his foot she had offered herself this room, after walking through every other room and not feeling as comfortable as she found herself in this one. This room was connected by the long dark hallway coming from Steven's room. And she felt much more at ease knowing he was only a few big steps away.

Madison's was startled awake suddenly with Steven grabbing at her shirt. Sending a shriek through the halls of the house, Madison tried pushing him off as they both tumbled down to the ground. Steven's grip was tight as he reached up a shirt she had borrowed from him. Tears had already begun to stream down her face and words spiting off her tongue, "What do you want from me? One day you are nice, the next you want to fuck me, mess with me, use me. I get that all the time at home. All I've tried to do was help you, just let me help you...", Steven's hand felt all around her breasts and then he slid his hand down past her stomach to her hips and in between her legs. Just then his alcohol tainted breath exited his mouth and surrounded her face, just as his hand went limp and he fell on the floor beside her.

As Madison pulled at his arms and flipped him over on his back, a couple words managed to escape his mouth, "please not now....mom not now....just stop, I'm sorry..I'm so sorry." Unraveling a million thoughts in her head, she wanted to run out the front door, run far away, from everyone and everything. Part of her wanted to tear at his face and shove and kick him. Yet the other part wanted to hold him in her small arms and caress his face, tuck him in bed and hold his hand till he was better, all better. Not just the outside, the sick part from drinking so much, but the inside, the heart..the part that made him cry and hurt so deeply.

Time was clicking away and she lay leaning against the wall with teddy bear in hand and tears falling as they did every night. Why was tonight any different, I mean god...I thought there was something good about him. Am I wrong about everything?..I just..its so hard. Just like everything else...everything.., looking up she glanced at his passed out body sprawled out on the floor in front of her. His mouth slightly open, and his hair tousled violently, a button up shirt now half-way unbuttoned, a pair of dark jeans and two Nike socks on each foot, one foot bigger due to the wrap still mothering his wound.

With one quick movement, Madison was on her feet staring down at a monster of a man. Wiping away at tears, her small frame strained hard as she used all the muscle she could muster to haul him up on the bed. She pulled back the covers and covered him up to his hips, then looked at his half unbuttoned shirt. Sliding her hands up his stomach, she hesitantly went for the buttons that were still holding the shirt around him. One by one she slowly undid each, relieving another inch of skin before her. Pulling one arm out of the shirt, then the other, she took it out from what lay left underneath his body. Placing it on the dresser next to the bed, she placed her eyes upon his chest. A dark scar lay right above where his heart lay beyond the skin and tissue. Her hand made its way to his chest, and she found herself outlining the fairly large area of skin and then her lips made contact as his eyes fluttered open.

A moment in time stopped as she looked up from kissing his hurt, and those dark brown eyes met her big blue ones. His hand found its way to hers and then his eyes were closed again and his breath fell into a regular pattern. He was sleeping, a deep peaceful dream.

Standing in the room, hearing the beat of her own heart reverberate against the wall, and still holding onto his hand, she kissed his forehead ever so gently, as her hand let his go and grabbed at the covers once again to cover his body fully. Bending down to pick up teddy she placed it beside his face,"Keep him safe tonight teddy, he really needs it. I'll be back in the morning to check up on you." Kissing the bears fluffy fur she headed to the door to walk down the long dark hallway to a man's room, a man who seemed like a mess, a monster, yet so beautiful.

Crawling into his bed, cold and alone, she cuddled up to the covers surrounding her, and breathed in a deep breath through her nose and smelled him all around her. A smile crossed her soft pink lips and came to and end as her eyes closed and she drifted off into a sweet sleep.
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The very next morning Steven woke up in a bed he was very familiar with, but not completely certain about how he had got himself there. Then it all came back to him, and he remembered thinking about Madison, and had gone wildly to her room, disturbing her while she sleep, but mostly...touching her. He winced at the thought of everything, and the throbbing of a headache coming on. Sitting up in bed, he saw Brent his teddy from many years ago. He picked up the stuffed animal and rubbed his nose against the furry belly. Placing his feet on the floor he turned the knob of the door and walked down the hall, pillow in one hand and Brent in the other. As he reached the door, he pushed it open slowly.

Glancing around the room as if to duck down and hide from something, he walked toward the bed where he found Madison sleeping like a beautiful angel. Seeing the empty side of the bed on the left he lifted the covers and slide his body in next to hers. She moved slightly, but her eyes remained closed. Placing his pillow under his head and bringing Brent to lye between the two of them. He felt for her hand and intertwined his fingers with hers. Madison's eyes fluttered opened and as she looked into his eyes, he kissed her fingers and drifted quietly asleep.
Should I keep going?
Yes
No
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Published: 11/21/2009
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