Love On Mars

Chrissy & Cards

"Y/N. Y/N, wake up," a voice sang above you.

You opened your eyes to reveal Martinez gently nudging you with his hand. You groaned and turned over, throwing the pillow over your ears.

"Go away, please," you begged. "Just five more minutes."

He sighed. "Y/N, I know you're tired but everyone here needs you to do your job. So, pleaaaaase," he begged.

You pulled off the pillow and sat up groggily. The DVD player was on your bed and Mamma Mia! was still in the player.

You stood up and tied your hair back. "What time is it?"

"It's uh," he checked his watch. "10:07 a.m."

Your eyes bulged and you tied your hair back faster. "Shit! I didn't know I slept that long." You began speed walking towards the kitchen.

He giggled. "Yeah, the whole crew let you sleep because you seemed really tired."

"I'm surprised Chris let me sleep," you mumbled under your breath, still mad at your boyfriend.

"He was actually really calm this morning. So, maybe he's not mad anymore?" he said in the form of a question.

You sighed and grabbed a piece of toast that someone had already made. Of course it was cold, but it was breakfast. In other words, you ate the hell out of it.

You heard someone clear their throat and you looked up to see Chris.

"I'll leave you two some privacy," Martinez said and he left.

Now it was just you and Chris.

He giggled slightly. "Thanks for eating apart of my breakfast," he said, laughing.

You looked down. You shook your head and looked back up. "I'm still mad, Chris. That was my conversation. Do you want me to snoop in on everything that you do?"

He stepped closer and grabbed both of your arms with his hands. "Y/N," he said in a whisper. "Even I could tell that you and Watney had something before this mission. You two have a past, I know. And I didn't wanna lose you to him, as silly as that sounds. Because you two have known each other for so long, I thought that I would be," he paused, "thrown in the dust." He looked down in embarrassment.

You wore a confused look, and then began to smile. "Oh, Chris. You're such a loser." You leaned in to kiss him, making it short and fast, and then pulled away. "But don't think I'm not still pissed." You winked and walked away, grabbing another piece of his toast off the counter and eating it.

You saw him smile down at the floor and shake his head. Oh, what a guy.

**

You were currently reading more of The Talented Mr. Ripley when Beth came up to you.

"Hey, Beth," you said, not looking up from the current chapter you were on.

"Hey, Y/N," she said flatly. "Do you know where Chris is?"

You looked up from your book. "No. Why?" you asked, curious.

She pressed her mouth into a tight smile. "Because I want to talk to him. You don't own him, do you?" she said, raising her eyebrows.

What. A. Bitch. "No, but I can't help you because I don't know where he is. Why don't you go ask someone else?" you said, feigning a sweet smile at her.

She feigned one back. "Ok," she said. "I'll make sure to tell him that you said hello." She then walked away, swaying her hips as she walked. Again- What. A. Bitch.

You looked down to your book again and began reading more. Ripley just killed Dickie because, well, Ripley is crazy- and Dickie is a dick. Ironic, right?

You heard footsteps and kept reading, not bothering to look up. The person said something but you didn't comprehend it as you kept reading.

A pair of snapping fingers in front of you, however, snapped you out of your thoughts. You looked up angrily and saw Commander Lewis.

"Oh my, Commander! I didn't know that it was you. If I did I-"

She cut you off. "Beth said that you were being rather rude to her earlier, Y/N. If you can't be compatible with a crew member then why did you sign up for this mission?"

You were dumbfounded. "What? I..what? I only said that I didn't know where Chris was because she asked me. And then she had attitude with me and left. How is that being rude?"

She sighed and looked at the ground, then looked back up to you. "Look, Y/N." She seemed at a loss for words. "Beth is just having a rough time making friends, or rather having a person to talk to the most, if that makes sense. And she's seemed to take a liking to Chris, so maybe if you could stay away from her and Chris for a little while so Beth can have someone to talk to? I don't know. Forget I said anything," she said sweetly, showing that she cared about Beth.

You were, however, dumbfounded. "Commander," you began, "Chris and I are friends and really good ones. I'm not gonna drop that for a woman who doesn't act her age when she's around me. I'm sorry for being cross but my relationships with people are just as important as hers. And if she can't keep a healthy relationship of any kind with anyone, then that is not my fault," you said, keeping your ground.

Lewis nodded at you apologetically, understanding where you're coming from. "I understand you completely, Y/L/N. Carry on," she said and she walked away.

Once again- Beth. Is. A. Fucking. Lying. Bitch. Who. Is. Trying. To. Steal. Your. Boyfriend...rude.

**

"Oh, goddamnit, Y/N! Stop beating me!" Chris pouted from across the table, crossing his arms over his chest. You laughed, as did the rest of the crew- except Beth, as you all played a game of cards. You had gotten Chris out of the game twice in a row.

"Sorry, Chrissy! This is a game for people who are winners," you laughed as you said this. Chris flipped you off at the nickname and sat there, snickering at you playfully.

You glared playfully back at him.

This game, however, you actually did win against the whole crew. That's one point for women in space.

Everyone got up from the table and Chris pulled you aside to his doctor lab. He shut the door and pinned you against the wall, kissing you harshly.

You moaned into the kiss, and then pulled away. "What was that for?" you asked, out of breath.

"That was for beating me in both games," he said, kissing you hardly once again. "And, that was for calling me Chrissy." He groped his hands up your sides, bringing them to your face and pressing your lips together harder, if that was even possible.

You gasped into the kiss and he slipped his tongue in, making you moan.

Eventually, he pulled away, leaving an out of breath and pouting you. He smirked.

"Sorry. I needed some excuse to kiss you like I wanted to fuck you, besides the obvious one." He winked at you, walking towards the door and opening it.

Flustered, you said, "And what's that reason?"

Still smirking and standing in the doorway, he said, "Because I wanna make you scream."

This is such a sexual chapter....not.

Two chapters in two days! Woah! I'm so proud bcuz I hadn't updated this book in so fucking long. Besides yesterday.

And I just wanna be clear that the pics I put in the chapters in this book probably have nothing to do with the chapter. I just felt like putting them there.

And I guess I'm technically shouting people out on Instagram??? #Dope