Ahhh! It's the end!
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(Btw Grace and James are Roughly 44 cause they were around 25 or 26 when they got married and their son is 18 now)
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"Thomas George!" I yelled out , irritated with my eighteen year old son. His heavy foot steps were carried down the stairs and he was quick to kiss my cheek.
"You little...Tom I've told you countless times to not leave this thing in the house!" He sighed at my statement and brought me close in a hug. He was exactly like his damn father. He looked like James when we were eighteen, except the eyes and hair were mine. He also got out of everything with a smile and a hug.
"Thomas George Horan. This is the last time I tell you this for the past five years"
"Yes mum, I know. I promise it wont happen anymore"
"Liar" I mutter to myself and carry on with cleaning up the dirt he let into my house.
"Eric, Eleanor, babies will you come down and help mummy?" As expected my eight year old daughter popped her head in with a reluctant boy who happened to be her twin brother.
"Can I do the dishes mummy?" I smiled at her. They were just precious Eric was reluctant but went on to pick up the toys in the den. Ela was the best at dishes, even better than Tom. She knew just how I liked it. Tom was soon in the house again , his massive hand going for a rag to clean up the table. I was watching my three children do these things and it made me smile uncontrollably, there was no stopping my love for them. The knock at my door pulled me away and my heart stopped when I saw James.
"I'm here for my babies" he smiled softly at me. The ache in my heart never stopped after our separation. I nodded at him and walked over to call out the twins Eric and Eleanor. I couldn't bare to look at him, only 6 months and I was ready to cry within six seconds.
"Have fun my darlings" I kissed them And they ran for him. Those little ones loved him to death and were so hurt when we separated.
"You know you two will never stop loving each other right? Especially when you know he's not looking anywhere else for anyone mum. Why did you leave him?"
"Thomas I've already told you this. He got bored of me and never wanted to be home. What did you expect to happen?!" I was nearly in tears and my son came to me and held me close. He hugged me and kept me warm.
"When did my baby get so big?" I laughed through my tears.
"Mum, I expected you two to remember the fights you had when I was only a baby. You never let it stop you before, why now?"
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"Eleanor you know its complicated"
"What the bloody hell is complicated?! Neither of you asked for a divorce, clearly he wants to mend the broken glass"
"Glass can't be mended El"
"With the will it can"
We had gone out for drinks, she asked about her godchildren and when we were done I walked home.
"Oh baby, why don't you come give daddy a kiss?" They were young men and pigs and it only made me quicken my walk.
"You boys need to go home and learn some manners" I shouted out.
"Why don't you teach me some?" I screamed when another grabbed me and pulled me. They all looked about twenty what do they want with an old woman?!
"I'd really appreciate it if you boys let go of my wife" like always, James was there to save me. How did he know where I was?
The boys were soon convinced to let me go and James was quick to take my hand. I gasped slightly, a spark almost reminding me of when we were younger and he'd saved me from my professor.
"You need to start taking taxis" James mumbled. I squeezed his fingers and tugged him to me when I stopped. For a moment we were back in time, to when we were eighteen and in love, his lips found mine, hands tight on my waist.
"Why did you ever leave?" I whispered.
"You asked it of me. I told you all those years ago I'd do anything for you. I still would" ...that memory, that fight. I told him I wanted him gone...
"Never leave me again....Come home James".
Her walked me to our home and I tugged him inside. We were quick to slip past the kids rooms and I pushed him to our bed. He tugged me down to the bed and laid me down.
"Grace the twins" he moaned when I felt over his bulge.
"The door's locked, I do remember how we used to have sex when Thomas was their age you know" he chuckled at my comment and kissed me softly. My breathing quickened, our hearts beating in sync with the others. He felt under my shirt and gently squeezed at my chest. I gasped when he kissed at the stretch marks on my stomach.
"I remember the nights we made these" he whispered. We were older now, there was no more fights, no more school or my father thinking he wasn't good enough, no more hiding from our feelings. My eyes shut softly and when I opened them I didn't see my sweet husband who had started growing slight grey hair. I saw my high school sweetheart. The young boy who stole my heart, and took the responsibility of loving me and providing for me.
We both took time in taking the others clothes off and it was like a perfect memory. His body met mine and my back arched, he was the only man I'd ever loved and the one who had taken my virginity.
Our bodies moved slow and carefully. James had touched me everywhere and made sure to kiss every part on my body. That night I had gotten the best night of sleep I had ever had in months.
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"Wake up darling" kisses were peppered across the back of my shoulder and I sat up, holding the covers to my chest. It was almost time for the kids to be ready for school.
"I'll get them dressed and off to school, my love. I just wanted to let you know" I smiled up at him and gave him a soft peck on the lips.
"You're wonderful" I muttered before laying back down to sleep a bit more.
"I love you, darling"
"I love you, James"
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I KNOW THIS WASN'T SMUT IT WAS FLUFF BUT THEY'RE OLD AND CUTE AND I DIDN'T WANT THEM TO GET TOO INTO IT!
ALSO! YAY!
THIS SHORT SERIES IS FINISHED!!!!
I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOYED IT AND HAD FUN READING AS I HAVE HAD WRITING IT.
I LOVE YOU GUYS, SEE YOU IN MY OTHER BOOKS.
~Jazzibooxx
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