Reach out for me - TNN Story

Chapter 46. - My Rock

A/N - there will most likely be smut nearer the end within the Halloween party.(Don't judge at how bad it is) also getting a little doggo to help!
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Maeve looks between Mia and Charlotte....they're getting a dog. A dog to help, but more so a dog to love. "Wait really? We can really?!" Maeve excitedly jumped on Charlotte, causing her to stumble back a bit. "Mhm..." she chuckled before putting some stuff into the trolley and paying and packing before leaving for their car. "But not till tomorrow okay?.. Amelia isn't in work tomorrow so she'll get the little doggo~" she coos before driving off.

Maeve couldn't help but remember the terrible news she was given.. well to most it would be terrible but why was it that she felt so guilty because of the outcome? She's free now and she won't have to hear those obnoxious voices again but a part of her thinks....was it her fault?

The drive was sweet, Maeve scrolled endlessly on her phone, slushed in between all their shopping she'd pass Char her phone to look at. "And that dog is just so...CUTEEE!!" Maeve giggled as she listened to charlottes reaction. As they neared the  house she couldn't help but feel dazed again by her fiancés beauty. It encased her.

Which made her slowly and slowly... loose herself, pooling between her legs as she watched their Mia drive one handed and perfectly. The friction was palpable but she couldn't stop herself from creating more to please herself. "Are we nearly there yet..." she yawned as they parked up, she never thought she was one to be clingy however as the days went on, even her own fiancés pointed out her clinginess. Maeve thought that they would truly hate it, but with some sort of reason she was more shocked that they didn't.

"Come on sleepy head, time to get these all put away and then eat and bed~" Charlotte smiles turning back to Maeve seeing her look so tired.

She thought she was hiding it well about the news of the two deaths, however she never really realised how much her fiancés were paying attention to. How she'd fuss or refuse her meals, how she'd start to close off herself more and more, when the circles under her eyes become darker and darker. She needed her rocks.

"So I was thinking... we have pasta carbonara for dinner tonight my sweethearts?" Mia asks putting away the last bits of shopping, whilst Charlotte and Maeve sat at the kitchen island stools. "I'd love that baby" Charlotte smiles, "what about you hon? Is that okay?" Mia turned her attention to her other fiancé, who had her head in her hands. "Eve?" Mia called out. Looking to Charlotte she listened for the sounds. The jittery taps grew and they suddenly clocked on, Maeve was panicking... "Sweet..me and Char are here what's wrong.. we can help" she said.

Slowly taking her hands from her face, they revealed eyes full of puffy redness, her tear stained cheeks that stuck her hair everywhere.

They looked at her wondering what was exactly wrong, what they could do to help her. "Sweetheart.. come here.. it's okay" Mia said softly picking up her fiancé bridal style and siting on the sofa, with Maeve on her lap and Charlotte rubbing Maeve's shoulder.

Maeve's POV:
Mia picked me up and walked me to the sofa. All I felt was guilt, why couldn't I just be normal and forget about it? Why couldn't I be happy that they're dead? Why can't I get it out of my mind!!

"Oh sweetheart" I hear Mia and Charlotte mutter. Shit.. did I really just say that aloud ? I was so consumed in my own thoughts, I never realised that I had soaked my love, Mia's top. It was just too much.. the image of Laura's body mangled and beaten, the large slashes that further allowed the decomposition process to quicken. It was inevitably her... and him.. I just couldn't get it out of my mind when I saw his, monster..

~~~~~Flashback~~~~~
I walked into the morgue, following a different man, around 6'2 who wanted me to help identify the bodies of Laura and Nick. Even thinking about their names and their presence made me shiver with seething pain.