As I cry my eyes out onto Travis' shirt I can't help but feel weak and before I know it my knees are caving in to the floor and I'm on my haunches crying. Travis doesn't let go and slowly falls with me, still letting me cry on his shoulder.
"My love, what's wrong?" Travis asks worried.
"It's been five years and I've never been to her grave. We walked into the house the night he killed her and I saw her on the floor with a pool of blood next to her head, she didn't even have a fair chance Travis and I can't even make the effort to go see where her body lays. What kind of a daughter am I? " I say in-between cries.
Travis pulls back and lifts my chin up with his index and middle finger. Not loosing eye contact.
"Fifi, my love. Don't beat yourself up, you weren't ready. You celebrate her birthday by lighting a candle every year. You always wish her a merry Christmas, just because you don't visit where they laid her body down doesn't mean you don't care, it just means you haven't been ready to see where her body lays and it wasn't your fault, you couldn't have saved her and you couldn't have stopped him my love." He states trying to make me feel better.
"You're right Trav, but I feel like shit because I've never ever been to her grave besides the day they buried her, but I'm ready now. I just wish there could have been a way in which I could have saved her, you know? Anyways, let's finish eating so we can get out errands done. I love you." I say as I get up to grab a plate of pancakes and cake them in golden syrup.
"I love you too my Fifi." He replies. Instantly making me smile from ear to ear at the silly pet name.
As we finish eating out breakfast we take our dishes and pack them in the dishwasher. I make my way to the bathroom to wash up. As I get to the basin to brush my teeth Travis makes his way behind me and hugs me, sending chills up my spine. His touch is intensifying. I feel as if just a simple touch from him and I'll melt right in his hands, the problem is he knows his touch does this to me.
Travis starts to slowly kiss my neck making me groan softly, he softly bites my neck, making sure not to leave any marks. He pulls me tighter into him, making me groan when I feel him right against me.
As I finish brushing my teeth he spins me around so that I'm facing him and he pulls me closer towards him. Our faces inches apart. I trail kisses down his jawline and down his neck making sure to hit his sweet spot. He groans quietly due to my action making me smile like an idiot.
He notices my smile and smiles in return. Pulling me hard into him and kissing me intently as if we'd never kiss again. He starts out slow taking in the kiss and the fresh taste of my breath. He stops for a moment and begins to speak.
Before I can comprehend a thing Travis has removed his shirt and boxers. He makes his way towards me slowly removing my shirt, not loosing eye contact. He bites his bottom lip as he takes in the scene."Damn" Travis exclaims.
I blush like an idiot at his action before slowly removing my panties. Making sure to catch his reaction. He bites his bottom lip again before wiping his face with his palm.
Travis turns the shower on and stares at me intently. Taking in my naked body. I don't feel insecure, I feel safe when I'm around him.
He grabs my hand guiding me into the shower and closes the door behind him. He pushes me against the wall and puts his hands beside both sides of my head and engulfs me in a rough and passionate kiss. The kiss grows more and more intense and I can feel how excited he's getting.
"Wow Trav. That was amazing." I say as I wash my body.
"Baby, you were amazing." Travis informs me while washing himself too.
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The Basement
Mystery / ThrillerI sit here wondering what's down there, why don't we ever go into the basement, where's the key, what is actually down there? What could he be hiding? My urge to check it out is overpowering. Just as I'm about to make my way towards the basement do...