She's GONE - A Fifty Shades Fanfiction

~Chapter 13 - Christian~

It has been six week since Sarah and I me. We decided that we'd just taken the time to really get to know each other. We have gone our on several dates – something simple – dinner and a movie. The dates usually end up with me dropping her off at her home and a kiss on the cheek. Who fucking knew that simple was better?

I quite enjoyed courting Sarah. She was so different from Ana, yet, there were things about her that reminded me of Ana. It was oddly comforting.

But I still didn't know how Sarah felt about my secret. That was because I haven't told her yet. To fucking scared to tell her. I don't want her to run for the hills. Would she? I guess I know the answer to that. Deep down, I know she wouldn't run, but there was always the chance that she would. I picked it every time I closed my eyes. It kept me up most nights, more than my nightmares.

What if Sarah did accept me the way I was, I would need to gradually ease her into the whole life style if that was what we both wanted and if it wasn't, then that would be okay with me. I know I don't need it as long as I have her. Maybe we could have our own brand of kinky fuckery. That way I can still do what I want and please her at the same time.

My mind drifted to scene, Sarah tied up in the red room bed and me fucking her senseless. Oh yeah. That brought a smile to my face. My dick was springing to life. Down boy, now was not that time. Another time perhaps. If Sarah wanted it, she had to be ready. I had to be ready.

Pushing the thought out of my mind, I slipped on some sweats and a t-shirt. I sat on my bench once I was finished and put on my tennis shoes tied quickly, and stood up. I grabbed my jacket and headed out of my room for my morning run. I had not spoken with Gail or Taylor since the beginning of the week. They'd gotten married and had their honeymoon, locally in case I was to need anything. They're loyal that way.

Just when I hit the down button to the elevator, my phone buzzed. Who was fucking calling me as the ass crack of drawn? Reaching into my pocket of my jacket, I looked at the display. Oh lord, it was Elena...again. Dammit. When will she learn that I don't want anything more to do with her? How many fucking times do I need to tell her that?

Fuck it. I sent the call to voice mail. I was not going to let her sour my mood any longer. The elevator door dinged open and I stepped inside. As the doors closed, the thought of Elena drifted from my mind but the phone rang again before I had a chance to put the phone back in my pocket.

God that woman needed a fucking hint. I pushed the talk button. Time to nip this shit in the bud.

"What the fuck do you want?" I snarled into the phone, I was so fucking irritated right now; my day was fucking shot already thanks to that women. "Do you know what the hell time is it?"

"Christian, darling," Elena cooed into the phone, ignoring my mood. I need to speak with you. Let's do lunch today."

Rolling my eyes and shaking my head, I couldn't help but sound somnolent. The woman started every conversation like that every damn call. Irritating. "Don't you get tired of this?"

The elevator door dinged and popped open but I did not leave the elevator. Wearily, I hit the up button, punched in my code and the door to close. I did not speak to her. I waited for her to. Why couldn't she let it go?

"Darling, I think we need to talk. You've been avoiding all of my attempts to get into contact with me. You won't even let me come to GEH."

"And that should tell you something."

"She's turned you against me." I could hear her pout of the phone.

Yeah, not working Elena.

The elevator doors opened and I stepped into the foyer, feeling drained from this conversation. "Elena, I haven't even told her about you or about me for that matter."