Unkept Secrets

Dwayne's Surprise - Chapter 2

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Hellloooooo everyone, I decided to upload Chapter 2 because I was in a good mood and someone close to me (You know who you are) kept at me suggesting I upload it so I took on their advice :)

Anyway, hope you all enjoy this chapter and be sure to leave a comment! ^_^

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Dwayne watches me as I continue to inspect his naked body not knowing what his next move would be. 

"Well are you just gonna stand there or come and get these flowers?" Dwayne says cheekily

I close my mouth accepting the fact that my boyfriend is truly butt naked on our black leather couch and is genuinely comfortable with his actions and take a few steps closer to him. 

"Dwayne, what has brought this on?" I ask with a slight laugh to break the awkwardness

"Well seeing as though you were going to give me a wonderful surprise of a nice cooked breakfast and I sadly destroyed it" he laughs "I thought I would repay you the surprise by treating you to something we both know you love"

I continue to make a few more steps towards him inspecting the roses he had bought me as their freshly picked scent trails off through the apartment.

"Are those white roses?" I ask with a smile.

"Only you’re favourite" Dwayne replies with a slight grin.

"You do realize a simple kiss and a sorry would've been enough?" 

"I know. I just thought this would be a better apology then any amount of words I say"

I take my final few steps before I reach Dwayne and give him a soft kiss on the lips. I pull away as a smile forms across his soft red lips. He reaches down to his crotch to offer me the roses but I push his hand away taking them myself.

“I’ll go put these in a vase shall I?” I suggest

“You could. But I think they can wait a bit while I finish my apology”

Dwayne stands up and leads me back to the bedroom kissing me along the way. I reach back without looking and feel around for the door handle without losing the connection between our lips as he forces our way through the door and pushing me onto the bed with a gentle push. He begins to lift the bottom of my V-neck shirt revealing my slight V line and abs. He pushes me down on the bed so I’m lying completely flat and he lowers himself on top of me. Just as he prepares himself to give me another kiss, the phone rings. Dwayne rises back off me making an annoyed grunt as his surprise starts to go wrong. The voice on the other end is my high school best friend Heather.

“Heeeeeeey baby cakes!” she says in her always happy tune. “I just wanted to call you and tell you not to forget about filming today because you need to stop by the make-up bus so I can get you all fancied up for the shoot oh and hiya Dwayne, love you too!” She hangs up after making two kiss noises and a quick giggle. Shit. I completely had forgotten today was filming day for my extra’s role in a new movie coming out.

“Dwayne I am so sorry, I completely forgot about filming today” I say giving him a quick kiss before getting up.

“Nah it’s okay babe, I have a modelling show to be at in 2 hours so I can always go early to see the clothes and how busy it should be” he replies with a smile.

I open our chest of drawers and throw Dwayne a nice shirt and some long pants and give him a quick hug before I grab my keys and head down stairs to catch a cab to the movie lot. The streets start to get busier as more people start heading off to work and cars rush by trying to get them there on time. I wave my hand up in the air hailing a cab before I could even blink and hop in telling him my destination. I still feel bad about having to ditch Dwayne like that so I send him a text.

“Sorry again babe, I’ll see you tonight xx”

“It’s okay, there’s always tonight I can make it up to you. Have fun! Xx” He replies.

I smile from his message and as I look back up we’re there. I pay the driver and ask the security guard directions to the make-up bus. I start making my way towards it as people rush past me carrying props and the odd person struggling with a clothing rack going over all the little bumps in the road. I finally make it to the opposite end of the movie set and knock on the door of the bus. Within 2 seconds the door flies open and almost knocks me over and Heather’s face appears with a giant smile on her face.

“MICHAEL!!!” she yells. “I haven’t seen you in forever! Okay come on in and we’ll get you started okay?” Her smile could bring a war down, it was the most amazing thing in the world and I’ve remembered it every day since we first met. I sit down in the comfy make-up chair as Heather goes and fetches a giant crate with all her special effects make up inside. My eyes instantly widen at just how much there actually is in that thing but I know how much it takes for scenes where someone has to die or has fake blood on them.

There’s knock on the door and Heather opens it as the Director starts talking to me about what I’m doing.

“Okay so today we’ll be shooting you in a car driving along a road when suddenly you crash and then we’ll have the car scene rolling over, of course you won’t be in the car, and then we’ll go back to you sitting in the driver’s seat severely hurt and needing assistance.” the Director says with a smile as he closes the door and leaves.

“Lucky that shit’s not real, you’d be almost dead if that happened” Heather laughs while she starts with the bruising.

“I know right, but I doubt anything real like that is gonna happen to me”

Heather keeps working her magic onto me by putting cuts and gashes on my face and neck and by the time I’m done it looks like I was in a major real life accident. I step outside and hop on the waiting gold cart to escort me to the set. When I arrive I’m quickly handed some water and a copy of the script to re-read to make sure I know how to play my role with accuracy. The Director walks into the giant warehouse decorated like a lonely forest road and we get to work.

“Action!”

8 extremely long hours later, we’re done with my scene and I’m able to finally go home and see my amazing boyfriend. I catch a cab home and after a twenty minute drive through terrible New York traffic, I finally arrive. I make my way up the stairs back to our flat and never in my life had I been so thankful to see that dark wooden door with the number 8 engraved into it. I open the door and throw my keys in our glass bowl and make my way to the bathroom before calling out to Dwayne.

“I’m home Dwayne!”

No response.

“Dwayne are you home?” I make my way into the lounge room to see if he’d fallen asleep watching TV like he normally would after a long day. The TV is off and he’s not asleep on the couch so I begin to wonder where in the world he is. I send him a text and wait for his reply.

“Babe I’m home, where are you?”

I wait half an hour for a reply. Still nothing.

“Dwayne are you out? I’m worried now xx”

Still nothing an hour later. I decide to go and climb into bed because it’s getting late and just as I get comfy in bed I feel an arm wrap around my waist and pull me back.

“Surprise”.