Her Redemption

14. Feel better

Warning: sexual content

I'm laying between his legs now as we finished watching mean girls. The heating pad back on my lower abdomen because these cramps really hurt.

His fingers caress my stomach soothingly.

I can't believe we're actually going to try. Just 2 weeks ago I was getting used and abused by my husband and now I'm in the arms of someone else who's completely different. Someone who understands me and someone who I've known most of my life. It's crazy how life works sometimes, you can be around someone for years and then one moment changes everything and now here we are in each others arms.

"What's in that brown bag?" I ask my voice sounding hoarse because I haven't talked for about an hour. I clear my throat and rest my head against his shoulder turning up slightly to look at him.

The curiosity got the best of me because he was holding it as if it was his baby.

"Oh I got you something." He shifts us so I'm sitting against the couch alone again and reaches over extending his arm to get it.

He opens it carefully and pulls out a bottle of painkillers and a bar of dark chocolate.

"Spencer told me you weren't feeling good and so I figured this might help." He passes them to me, his face flaming red once again.

I giggle because it's cute seeing him shy, just like how he was when we were younger. He's already fucked me in millions of different ways and still blushes profusely.

My heart fills with something I've never had. Enrique never did this for me. He never cared to know how I was feeling. He never cared to make me feel better. Now I wonder why the hell I was with him in the first place.

"Don't look at me like that, it's only chocolate and pills." He shrugs like it's nothing but to me it's everything.

It's the little things.

He looks around the coffee table and then stands up "be right back." He leaves me there dumbfounded and walks out of the living room into the kitchen. I hear a cabinet being closed softly and lots of commotion from the fridge.

Few minutes pass, he comes back when the credits are rolling and has a glass of water with ice cubes floating in it.

He sits back down, puts the glass on the coffee table, opens the bottle of painkillers taking out two white pills, sets the bottle down and picks up the glass again.

"Here" Bryan says passing me the glass of water and pills in his other hand.

I take them gracefully from his hands and I put the pills in my mouth drinking them with the cold water he gave me.

"Drink it up." He says to me with eye contact as I drink the rest of the water "that's it, good girl."

My cheeks heat up at his praise and the way he's staring at me making the condensation of the water slippery and the glass falling from my hands.

He catches it swiftly "don't hurt yourself now baby." Placing the glass back down on the table.

The pill must be magical because my cramps suddenly disappear.