Chris Pratt fanfiction *Sweet Bliss*

Chapter 12

I wake up to find that I slept through my alarm. I call in and tell my boss I'm going to be running a little late. Chris is sitting up on the bed watching me get ready. "You should come to work with me." I say.
"Can I?" He asks.
"I don't see why not, all I do is sit around all day and do shit. That's why I ended up driving you. Come on we'll ask my boss, he's pretty cool." I say.
"Alright, let me wash my face and stuff."

We get to my work site and my boss is sitting at his desk. "Ahem." I say loudly. My boss looks up at me, startled. "Dammit, Kamryn, what are you doing?!" He exclaims. "Is it ok if Mr. Chris Pratt joins me for work today?" I gesture my hands to him as if I'm unveiling something. Chris chuckles. "Nice to meet you again, Mr.?" He asks while shaking my bosses hand. "Mr. Patricks. Nice to see you again, son. What keeps you here?" He asks.
"Uh, Kamryn, sir, we've become well acquainted." He answers.
"I see. You're wanting to keep her company today, huh?" Mr. Patricks asks.
"Uhm... Yes? I mean I volunteer to help you around here with whatever it is you need help with, sir." He insists.
"Okay, that sounds more like it. Welcome to the team, son." Mr. Patricks tells him.
As the weeks go by our relationship is growing and the sex is great. Chris continues to accompany me to work. Of course, Mr. Patricks doesn't hesisitate to take Chris up on his offer. He has Chris helping to cut down trees, reshingle the roofs on the cabins, fixing the fences of the buffalo enclosure. And every time Mr. Patricks says "Put them muscles to work, boy. You don't have em' for nothin." Me and Chris look at each other every time and laugh when he says it. One day as I'm sitting at my desk eating lunch taking my break, Chris comes in. "Whew, I swear, what are you getting paid for though? Feels like I'm doing every thing." He says.
"Psh, because you're the only man with the muscle around this place. Have you seen my coworkers? Mr. Patricks is really going to take advantage of this for as long as he can."
"Shit. What'd you get me into?"
"I honestly didn't think you were going to tell him you'd volunteer to work."
"It's alright I guess. I like working with you anyway." He steals a bite of my food. I hand him his lunch and we visit and carry on with our work day. That night Chris tells me he has a surprise. "What is it?" I ask.
"Well all that work I put in wasn't for nothing."
"What?"
"Mr. Patricks is letting us take the boat out to go fishing."
"What? I don't believe you, you don't even know how to drive the boat."
"Mhm. Patricks been teaching me."
"What the fuck? Where was I?"
He looks at me with an "are you serious?!" expression on his face.
"Right here." He slaps my desk. "C'mon now lets go."
We head out to the river and fish. I catch a small catfish. "You gotta kiss it for good luck." Chris tells me.
"Fuuuck that." I say.
"Serious." He says. He grabs the fish and puts it up close to my face. "I'm being serious!" He insists.
"Fuck." I kiss the fish as quick as possible. "Eww you kissed a fish." He says laughing. "Your an ass." I slap him on the shoulder. He receives a text saying that his manager is trying to call him so we head back to town to get a better signal. I wait for him in the car as we park and he gets off to look for a signal. He finds one and is on the phone for over 20 minutes. He hangs up and gets back in the car. I look at him and his facial expression looks sad or worried. "Whats going on? Everything okay?" I ask. He sighs. "I mean I guess, I start filming the Jurassic movie in 3 days. I have to head back home and pack tomorrow. We have to be a day early for a meeting." He says.
"That's awesome. You should be excited." I tell him.
"I am. I just was enjoying my time here with you and now I have to leave for 6 months to be on set." He says.
"You'll be fine. I'm sure you'll have fun on set."
"I don't want to leave you."
"I'll be fine."
"Come see me when you can?"
"Of course. I'll have to save for a ticket." I say.
"No its fine I got you covered." He tells me.
"Ok.." I smile.

We head back to my house and he packs his stuff. He calls his security back at the hotel and lets them know what time he has to leave. We make love one more time and we just lay there, talk and joke until the sun comes up. Soon we hear a car horn honking. He has to leave. We kiss good bye and I walk him to the car. They pull out and I watch as the car disappears. He's gone.
I sit on the porch steps and feel the loneliness settle in. I begin to cry. I hear the door open and its my sister. She approaches me and sits down. "This isn't like you. You fell too hard. I swear I never seen you cry before."
She says. "Shuttup." I say trying to laugh. "It's gonna be okay. You'll see him again." She rubs my back and rests her head on my shoulder. "When" was all I was thinking.
Days pass and I don't hear back from Chris. I even turn my phone on during work hours. I get up, drag my ass to work, come home, sleep. This was my schedule for days on end. My sister and boss try to get me to snap out of it. I feel lonelier than ever and I can't shake the feeling. One day at work my boss comes up to me and tells me I can take the boat out if I want. I decide to take my sister and some friends out to the lake two towns over. We fish and drink. I see one of my friends catch a catfish and her boyfriend tells her to kiss it and she does, hesitantly. I feel a lump grow in my throat. I can't be on this fucking boat anymore. I jump off. I hear my sister scream. "What the fuck Kamryn, get back up here." She urges. I continue to swim. I just float in the peacefulness of the water until I reach a dock and I get out and just sit til it's time to go.
We get home and my sister doesn't say a word to me. Probably still mad from earlier. She cooks and we eat. I really just sit and pick at my food until it gets cold. "What the fuck is wrong, Kamryn? Im so sick of this fucking deafening silence!" She yells. "I'm seriously about to call Ty and tell him your fucking moping around acting love sick." Ty is one of our older brothers who is enlisted in the Marines. If he was here he would not let me act like this. He would tell me to toughen up and get my shit together. But at this point I honestly just don't give a fuck. I get up and throw my plate in the sink and head to bed.
It's been about a week since me and my sister last spoke and a month and a half now and still no word from him. I clock out of work and head home. As I pull in the drive way I see an all black Range Rover that I've never seen before. I'm kind of hesitant to get off my car. I sit for a minute and take a breather. I look up and see my brother Ty on the porch with my sister. All of a sudden I feel a feeling of excitement. I jump out of the car and run up to him and give him a big hug. We all laugh and group hug. We get inside and my sister starts getting supper ready. "What the fuck are you doing here?" I ask. "I put in for leave a couple weeks ago, I wanted to surprise you guys." He replies. "This is crazy, I didn't think you'd be home till Christmas if that." I say.
"Yea me either. But I got approved for leave and here I am. Whats this I hear about you being a cry baby over some guy?" He asks.
"I'm not, I just feel like shit is all." I tell him.
"Don't beat yourself up over some fucking guy Kamryn, you know better than that. Get your fucking self together and move on. Enlist, go find a job out of state. Something. There are people out there with bigger problems." He says sounding pissed.
"You're right. I'm done feeling this way. It was Chris Pratt." I say.
"I don't give a fuck if it was the fucking president of the united fucking states get your shit together. And quick." He threatens.
We enjoy Ty's week long stay as it comes to an end. We take him to the airport. I give him a big hug. "Hey," he looks at me. "Look at me. Be strong, you're tough. You're a Taylor, we get through it all. The only one allowed to be soft out of us is her." He points at my sister. "Because she's the baby, you take care of her." I cry and give him a nod. We group hug again and he leaves.
The next day I head to work, as I'm almost to my work site, I get a call. It's him.