Michael.

two *MATURE*

I sent Jackie yet another text message, trying desperately to get her back. It had been two weeks since she found me with the other girl. It was easily the worst decision of my life since now, I'm miserable without her. I wish I could say I didn't realize what she meant to me until I lost her, but that isn't true. I always knew what she meant to me and what I meant to her; it was no surprise to me when I saw her so upset.
There's a thing about Jackie that drives me to the edge, and this same very thing is what makes me love her so dearly: her strength. She is always determined to win and overcome what has been placed before her. Although, this tends to be the same thing that drives us apart. She can never admit she's wrong or agree to disagree. She always must win every argument and I won't stand for it any longer. Sure, I made a mistake, but she needs to let it go. I forgive her when she makes mistakes.
These thoughts ran through my mind as I threw my cell phone against the wall. I watched as it fell to the wall but I didn't care. I hated her, yet I couldn't let her just get up and leave me after I make a single mistake in two years. I was determined to get her back, even if she didn't like it.
I grabbed my keys and got in my car, driving recklessly to her small apartment. I help her pay for this fucking apartment, and she has the nerve to end our relationship without my say? I ignored the sound of car horns as I sped down the busy road. I was furious, and every second I thought of her only led to more anger.
I knew where she hid her key, so I easily unlocked her door. I slipped inside, and it appeared she wasn't home. Her keys and purse were gone from their normal spot on the counter. I decided to make myself at home until she came back, so I went into the living room and sat down. I turned on the television and propped my feet up when my foot hit something on the table. I glanced down, seeing a picture frame that wasn't usually there. I picked it up and looked at the picture, seeing an ultrasound picture. The closer I looked, I realized it was a pregnancy ultrasound! Was Jackie pregnant? It had to have been my baby, because it's only been two weeks since we broke up! Before I could think about it anymore, I heard the door open and close. I stood, confronting Jackie in the foyer.
"What are you doing in here?" She said, tensing up.
"I came to see my girlfriend," I said, stepping closer to her as she backed up, ultimately pushing her against the wall, "while I came around, I saw some interesting news. Why didn't you share with me?"
"What are you talking about?" She said, trying to put her arms inbetween us but instead I grabbed her wrists roughly.
"Oh, you forgot?" I said, sending a harsh punch to her lower belly, "how could you forget about our baby?" Almost immediately after the punch, she coiled in pain. I pushed her to her knees, unzipping my jeans. I pulled down my pants and gripped her hair, forcing my member into her mouth. I heard her gag and choke, but I didn't care. I had her exactly where I wanted her. I tipped my head back in pleasure, my mouth open ever so slightly. I thrusted in and out of her mouth, each time slightly rougher than the last.
Suddenly, I stopped and pulled her back to her feet by her hair. Her face was red and tear-stained, her mascara running down her face. I stared into her eyes, one hand stroking her cheek and the other pulling her hands to my member.
"This is what you deserve," I murmured, "you do not treat me like I am trash. You can't just throw me away so easily." I guided her hands up and down on my member several times before I moved my hand up to her breast, roughly massaging it.
"You don't even have anything to say for yourself," I said in short breaths, too distracted by her hands on my member.
"You cheated on me," she said in a sob. I slapped her across the face, sending her to the ground.
"Don't ruin the mood by bringing up the past," I said from above her, "look at you: you can't even care for yourself and now you're trying to hide my baby from me? It isn't going to work, Jackie." I kneeled down, unzipping her pants in a easy motion. I stuck two fingers inside her ass, leaving her in screams.
"You never tried anal sex with me," I said, "after two years, you never let me do what I wanted to do. I'm going to do whatever I want tonight," I said. I thrusted my fingers roughly inside of her, roughly massaging her ass cheeks. She sobbed on the ground, the only thing holding her down being my knee across her lower back. I pulled her onto all fours to suddenly penetrate her ass from behind. She screamed, begging me to stop.
"Kyle, please," she said in loud sobs. I thrusted in and out roughly. God, she was so tight. I grabbed her torso and helped her onto only her knees, sticking my fingers into her mouth while my other hand played with her breasts.
"You taste so sweet," I said, shoving my fingers down her throat to hear her gag, and then out. I continued this as I fucked her, and suddenly, I was about to cum. I pushed her down onto her stomach and I laid ontop of her, going rougher as I came closer to cumming. I cummed suddenly, screaming in pleasure. I pulled out slowly, her asshole bloody and stretched. I stood, pulling on my pants again.
"Why didn't we ever try that? It felt wonderful," I said with a smile, glancing down to Jackie: she looked terrible. Part of me felt bad, but the other part of me thought she deserved it. "I'm going to come by tomorrow, maybe then we can discuss potential baby names," I added. She still sobbed, her face on the ground and curled up on the tiles. She only had a shirt on as I noticed some blood on the floor.
"Be sure to clean that up," I said as I left the apartment.