Punk flowers: A novel (on Amazon)

Adjusting

Adjusting to being a punk princess was hard for me, especially when we were touring the country as an opening act for otep.   Especially when we went to DC.   That made my mind wonder.  Right back to fox.   I wondered how he was doing and what he was doing, how he was with that that tish girl.  On the way to the performance hall we passed the Hoover building.  I wondered if he was still with tisha or if he missed me.   I tried to breath in but felt his phantom lips on mine.  I couldn't say how I was feeling to Tate because he and fox hated eachother with a passion. That passing by the Hoover building was a big fucking mistakes as I think that fox saw me.  He still had those sad eyes.  I wondered.........
I wish I could turn back time and not respond to tish's answers.   But then Tate was able to get me out of the trance.  "You okay?!"
"Yeah sure!" I said.  Not knowing how to adjust from being the childhood sweetheart of an FBI agent to being punk. I wanted to write to him but I couldn't. This tour was going to be difficult for me.
When I was in DC I wanted the fuck out because I could see fox all over the place. I even thought I saw him in the audience but couldn't tell.
But this I did know, tish was there with vip tickets and she had to see the band.I did not know she was in the magistic pukes. But then again nothing surprised me with her. When she went back stage she was mainly talking to me.
"How is fox!" I said.
"We made love in the autopsy room when doing a case," she state. "He is such a good lover, to bad you left him? Hmmm?"
What was her damage. I really wanted to know how someone can be soo screw up in the head.
I wasn't a psychiatrist so I didn't want to hear anymore. But then she continues....
"He makes me feel so good inside and out. He knows how to satisfy someone." She said biting her lip. "Oh he did send you this!" She said bullying something out of her purse. It was adressed to me. I had to hide it until I got to my hotel room while the band was partying. I opened the letter.

Dearest love
I am sorry if I lied about the fling with tish, I should've been more honest with you. I am sorry I am going to be more honest if you allow me back, I had put in a transfer for tish across the country. So she would not interfere with us. Love, it's you who I wanted and loved.
Please think of being the director's wife...... I will not let you down again. Also I have left tish, she was to much for me.
I miss you

Fox.

In the letter it had his office phone number. And what came with the letter but a daisy.so I tried to dial his number and heard his voice. For the first time in a long time. It sounded like he was crying.
"Hello love! " he said. "How are you"
"Fox!"
"I am sorry," he said. "For everything."
"Fox, do you remember when we were young and in love," I said.  "I missed those days."
"I too, Love!" Fox said.  "How is that rock band?"
"It's not cracked up!"  I stated.  " I loved and love you Fox."
"Since I got rid of tish," he said.   "Would you like be with me again. I wished I could fix it."
"Let me answer with this," I said.   " I am going to surprise you."

When I got to the 935 Pensilvania ave,  I went into his office.  
"Let me answer your question,"  I said kissing him.   He reciprocated with kissing me deeper.  I held him closer to me.   "Oh fox!"
"I want to be 'kinky' with you again," he said.   "Remember our 18th birthdays, at make out point."
" yes" I said. I pulled him next to me  on his desk.  Making out with him, how I missed him and his loving touch.  He was going to make love to me and then he stopped.
"Let's make love somewhere else," he said.   "An FBI car."
"Ok,"
"I wanted us be together and our children to have their father." He said.  " would you married me, Love, again."
"I do," I said. 

When we were in the FBI car, he told me to handcuff him to the car. There he pulled me closer with his free arm and started to kiss me gently but deeply.   I wanted this to last all night.  I wanted him to kissed me deeper and feel me up.   
"I like this new look on you," he said. "It turns me on."
"You like it."
"Yes," he said.  "Better than having sex in the autopsy room."
When he started to make love to me, he was so gentle, and was whispering sweet things in my ear. 
"Love, make me whole again!"
"Oh fox!"
That was when I realized that he was more then my childhood sweetheart but my twin flame.  While Tate and them were getting drunk.   I was in the throes of making love.
"Fox, I love you."
"Really"
"Yes" I said. "Special agent fox Baldwin Milton the first."
"That rock band wasn't enough for me, you are fox."

When I texted Tate it read and read bluntly

Tate,me and Milton are back together, he stoped cheating on me.....I know you are pissed off and piss drunk so I leave at that

I was going to kiss fox again when

A text came in.   

Fuck you, love.......know this was happening

Fuck you to Tate.

"Where were we," fox said.
"Making love to eachother."
"You know what! I loved since I could remember, since were were in kindergarten..... did you get the hint?"
"Yes"
We kissed until our faces hurt or until the sun would raise.  
"I love you, Love."