My Lighthouse

To a beautiful lady

When she woke up, she looked into the eyes of their team doctor. What's wrong? She asked. The doctor smiled. You were in a bit of a shock dear, he said friendly. You have been passing out for a couple of hours. Sheila looked at the window, it was dark already. Mark and Shane were standing behind the doctor. Their eyes worried as hell. She tried to smile as good as possible, but inside she had a feeling everything was broken. She realized, she owed them all an explanation, but not now. Do you think you can eat a little already? The doctor asked. Sheila nodded, yes I would love to eat something. Well that's a good sign, dear. I leave some medication behind, which is just for three days. After that we will talk again, about what we're going to do next, okay? Okay, Sheila answered softly. He shook her a hand and turned around to the boys. She'll be okay, he smiled and blinked at them. As the doctor wanted to leave the room, Shane walked behind him and said, I will get us something to eat. I'll be back soon. Treat her nice okay? He smiled at Mark and blinked at him. Of course I will, he said while he looked at her. The door closed and it got silence in the room. Mark walked up to her and pushed her a little bit further onto the bed. Shane always had a double bed when they went away, because he hated those narrow single person hotel beds. Since then all the lads wanted double beds, all for a different reason.

Sheila didn't even had the strength to ask him, what he was going to do. He lay himself next to her on the bed, put his arm around her and pulled her close. He kissed her neck and her cheek and with his face against her hair, he lay beside her. Sheila closed her eyes and put her hands on his arms. They both didn't speak. She didn't wanted to think if Mark would ever love her or not. He was here now, that was all that mattered. Mark had so many questions, but he was scared to ask her anything at all. Because she passed out, he had the opportunity to see how badly hurt she actually was.

Shane had bought the most beautiful underwear and night gown, he could find. He wanted the best and the most beautiful things, they had in the store. Although she wasn't his girlfriend, she was his best friend who got hurt by the biggest asshole, who had ever lived on this planet. And Shane finally had the chance, to make her feel better about herself. He couldn't speak for Mark, because he understood by now, that Mark had special feelings for Sheila. He could only hope that Mark would look through the scarves and didn't stay with her, out of pity. Shane knew Sheila would hate that even more, than she hated the scarves.
You want to talk about it? Mark asked her carefully. Not now, Sheila whispered. Sorry. Don't you ever say sorry about that, to me again you hear, Mark said firmly and he turned her around so he could look her in the eye. What this person has done to you, is beyond any reasonable thought. If I would ever get my hands on him, I would kill him for sure. I know you don't want to talk about it now and that's okay. But please understand, that you aren't less beautiful to me. I still see you the same way, maybe even more beautiful than you can imagine. But it's not about me. You have to learn to love yourself again and then you will be able to love someone else too. He saw the tears in her eyes and kissed them away, while his hands carefully caressed her body.
She was wearing the satin night gown Shane had bought her, when she suddenly realized Mark was right. With something stupid as a gorgeous nightgown, she already felt more sexy than before. That she felt and behaved like a victim all these years, was something she had done by herself. All of a sudden, the puzzle fell on its place. The only thing she needed now was someone to go through this. Would this person be Mark? That would have been to good to be true, she thought.

He was so close, she could feel his breath against her skin. Her eyes trapped into his, as they slowly moved towards each other and she finally felt his soft lips on hers. He put his hand behind her neck, while their kiss got more passioned by the second. Her chest was going up and down of excitement, when she felt his large hand on her breasts. She heard him moan and that was a sign for her, he liked it too. Suddenly he pulled her on top of him and she could feel how excited he was. Do you feel this? This is what you do to me, over and over again. Let me help you. And let us face this journey together. Oh Mark, don't say that. She was so scared he meant well now, but he would back off later when things get rough. He kissed her again and stroke with his hand over her bottom and pushed her gently against his manliness. We seem to pick the wrong time and place again, he panted. I can't make love to you in Shane's bed and I want our first time to be special, he smiled. I want my date with you first. Sheila laughed now. So we almost had sex twice, but first you want a date. Mark put his finger on her lips and shook his head. No! No sex. I want to make love to you. His voice was raspy and full of emotion. Oh Mark, she sighed and kissed him more passionately than she had ever done before. Every obstacle she had felt, was gong. This was, what she wanted to hear and she rubbed her body against his, while they kept on kissed and caressing each other. Mark panted heavily when he begged her to stop. Shane will be here soon, Mark tried. He could barely speak. He saw passion and love in her eyes, something he had never seen in the eyes of all these woman he had been having sex with in his life. Sure they longed for him alright, but in a different way. Sheila didn't needed to prove herself to him. He knew her so well already and in a way he didn't knew her at all. But he was eager to find out who she really was.

Shane opened the door. In his hand he held a tray with all kinds of food. He saw Sheila laying next to Mark with her arm on his belly and their breathing went fast at the both of them. Although he was a bit shocked too, he was glad she was doing better already. Don't tell me the two of you just....and Shane nodded towards the bed. No! Of course not, Mark said with a hoarse voice. I was just comforting her. Sure! Shane smiled. Well let's eat something else than, he joked and he put the tray down on the table. Is that all you got? Mark asked with a cynical tone in his voice. I am hungry and he smiled at Sheila. What do you think? And just after Shane asked him this question, someone knocked on the door and there were at least 5 waiters with trays full of food. Mark and Sheila stepped out of the bed and looked amazed at all the food they brought in. Is this for the three of us? Sheila asked. No, not really. Behind the waiters she could see Kian and Nicky standing. She saw that Nicky had been crying too. He was still very upset by what had happened. What he had done. He bit his lip while his eyes hold on to hers. The waiters walked away and Kian came in first. He hugged her intensely and kissed her cheek. He didn't know what to say. Nicky stood in the doorway, afraid of her and his own response when Sheila walked up to him and hugged him real tight. They both cried out loud and Nicky said sorry a thousand times. Sheila held her head backwards and looked at his tearful face. With her fingertips she wiped away his tears. It's okay, sweetie. You all had to know this, one way or the other. I couldn't hide this for ever. She asked the boys to sit down, put some food on the plates first and told them her story.

When she was finished, no one spoke. Mark stood up and pulled her real close to him, while his hand ran softly through her long blond hair. Sheila had never felt so relieved, as she did now. Finally her story was out in the open. Finally she could try to heel her wounds, from the out- as well as the inside. With her hands on Mark's back, she felt like she could rule the world. Her world. Suddenly she let go of Mark and strangled his hand in hers. She looked at them all. I thank you, every single one of you, for loving me the way you do. The support you have always given me through the years, even though you didn't always realized, that you did. I am grateful to have met you, eight years ago and I hope to see much more of you in the future. Nicky looked up with already his naughty look in his tearful eyes. Well not as much from me as from Mark unfortunately, but I can live with that, as long as you hug me once in a while. Sheila laughed. I will hug you every day, all of you. But just one thing. This story stays between us, I hope. I will tell the others a little bit less, but I understood there were a few shocked, by the way I looked. She looked up at Mark, who softly squeezed her hand. So tomorrow morning, I will tell them at a meeting what happened and then I would like to go back to work, if you don't mind. That's our girl, Kian smiled.
And what about your clothes? Are you finally going to get rid of it? Why? Sheila acted as if she didn't understand Kian's question. Well.....let me put it as nicely as I can, Kian took a funny face. They're awful! Sheila laughed out loud. Well that was very subtle Kian, Mark smiled. We all couldn't have said it better then you. He looked at Kian and frowned like he thought, he had lost his mind. Well, lets say, that I love to go shopping with you and make you more beautiful than you already are. He took a bag from the floor and handed it to her. This is for our first date. Sheila took a beautiful, black, knee long dress out of the bag, with a pair of high heel open shoes. Sheila's heart jumped for joy. Oh Mark, I love this and she kissed him on his lips. Mark put his arm around her waist and pulled her close. Kian looked totally surprised at Nicky. Did I miss something along the way? Nicky laughed. I thought I was the blind one, most of the time, but that something had happened between the two of them, I even saw that! Who bit his hand, do you think? She's the wild animal. Auchh, Nicky said out loud after Shane had slammed him against his shoulder. I think it's time for champagne, don't you think? Shane said with a big smile. Mark kept on looking in Sheila's beautiful eyes, while his hand stroke her well formed bottom, which was covered by a sexy satin nightgown and felt his body getting warmed up. A feeling that had nothing to do with the temperature outside. He bended over to her and whispered in her ear, one thing, can we go on this first date as soon as possible? Sheila's eyes shined of passion for him when she answered softly, yes please, will tomorrow be to late? Do I have a choice? He asked with a raspy voice. Not what I am concerned, but you want this. Oh that's a mean one, he smiled and slapped her on her butt. Come on Shane! Let's get this champagne of yours, I need a drink! When they all had there glasses, Mark held it up and said proudly, to this beautiful lady, who became even more beautiful today! He bended over and kissed her passionately. Sláinte! The boys yelled. Sláinte lads! Sheila smiled. Let's party......!