COCAINE, GUNS & VIDEOTAPE (Chapter 1)

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As the orange beams of the Saturday morning sun shined into the apartment's tiny bedroom, seventeen year old Christian Thomas laid still and silent underneath the comforter. He was lying on his side; elbow in the pillow while the palm of his hand rested underneath the side of his face. His brown eyes were thoughtfully on his girlfriend, seventeen year old Somya, as she lay beside him sleeping peacefully, rarely making even the slightest stir or movement. Her body against his gave his own a warmth no other girl could. For the past hour, maybe even longer, Christian had been watching her sleep. He did it often and found enjoyment in it.


          As Somya slept, Christian's eyes went over the curves of her face with the same passion and caress his hands usually did, refusing to miss a single speck of its beauty. This morning though, and for the past several months, they admired her more thoughtfully than before because of the pregnancy. It was like seeing her for the very first time all over again. She had him in sort of a daze.


          It still seemed so surreal to Christian that a girl could love him enough to bare him a child. The thought alone was amazing. The actual act was breath taking. It made him love her more than ever, especially while he stood at her side in the labor room of the hospital a week ago as she gave birth to their daughter Sasha. It had brought actual tears to his eyes. It had made his knees weak. It had made him silently promise he would never cheat on her or ever do anything to hurt her.


          Softly Christian now rubbed the back of his fingers across the side of Somya's face. He loved the feel. His ears loved the sound of her soft breathing. His eyes loved the sight of her body's brown complexion. His nostrils basked in the scent of her body's natural aroma. The combination of it all seemed to make her body give off a golden glow, a glow that Christian was thankful belonged to him. God, how badly he desired to be hers and only hers forever. Along with that, his intentions were to give both she and Sasha the entire world.


          Somya stirred in her sleep at the feel of Christian's touch. She slowly opened her eyes. With a beautiful smile, she said, "Morning, Bae."


          Returning a smile of his own, he said, "Morning."


Their tones were low and affectionate. Their eyes searched each other's, loving what they discovered.


          Looking across the room at the bassinet and preparing to get up, with a yawn Somya asked, "Feeding time?"


          "Nah, she's good. I fed her an hour ago. She's knocked out."


          "You sure?"


          "Yup."


          "Then why are you watching me?" she asked while stretching.


          "I can't watch my baby?"


          "Of course you can." She smiled harder than before. Hearing Christian call her his baby always warmed her heart.


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