A New Beginning

Chapter 3

Shiloh -

I used to argue with my grandmother over the need to have a family account that did not include my husband. It felt deceitful to me to keep this from him. We come from old, old money. He came from new money but he had plenty of his own. I asked her once if she was worried that Orion wanted me for my money and connections but she said it was always good to be prepared in case of any type of emergency so I let her have her way.

Thank God I conceded  because he cannot track me in any way since I am using cards linked to an account he has no knowledge of. I took Gran's private jet to her little island that only I and a few select people know exists. Orion was not one of them. There was never an occasion that required him to be with me when there and it has been so long since I last visited this place. It has always been her place to escape from reality and there was never any intention of going there with him.

Again I thank God for the little things he overlooked. I called my grandmother and let her know I was getting away for a few days and that no one was to know of my whereabouts including my husband. I could tell she had a plethora of questions but she let it go so here I am in this paradise and I am in complete and absolute hell.

I've been here for a week. I have pretty much been wasted throughout this entire week as well. I don't want to feel anything right now because if I do, another piece breaks from my soul.  It got much worse when he started calling my cellphone almost immediately and within the first day I shut it down as the temptation to listen to all of his messages was just too great.

Then I threw it in the ocean and decided I would get a new one later on. Gran knows I'm here and if she needs to contact me, she can call the landline. I don't think I have eaten much. I have lost my sense of taste, touch, smell and pretty much all sense of reality.

I am afraid to ask the one question I need to ponder over. Where do I go from here? I have no clue where to begin. I hear the phone ringing inside and decide to ignore it for now. I am sitting outside in the sand hopefully poisoning myself with this amazing mind altering elixir.

I'm not in any shape to talk to anyone let alone my Gran but I know I can't ignore her for much longer. I lay down completely and look up at the night sky and all those twinkling stars. I suddenly remember another set of twinkling stars under a different sky many, many moons ago. A time when there was pure innocence in our youth and a sense of adventure in our new found sensuality...

It was the summer of our sixteenth year. We had officially declared ourselves as a couple for a year now. We spent that first year getting to know each other's bodies very intimately.  We discovered our likes and dislikes. It was a year of discovery and experimentation. We spent that summer abroad in Europe with my Gran. His parents adored her and trusted her explicitly with their only child and she wanted to expose us to new and exciting experiences.

We were exposed alright but in a very different way. Gran knew deep down inside and she somehow understood that nothing could come between us. Keeping us apart would have been futile. We completed each other even back then.  But we were so different. Yet somehow, those differences completed one another.  

 Most people have referred to me as breathtaking, beautiful, flawless all because I look softer than your average male. My pale unblemished skin covering my five foot nine inch frame always got me compliments whether I wanted them or not. My seafoam green eyes and my near platinum blonde hair however, always got me more attention than I was ever comfortable with. Having pouty looking pink lips, Orion's description not mine, made me look effeminate at times.

Now Orion, on the other hand, is a man's man. He was always bigger than me even when we were children which explains why he is six feet four inches tall now. He was also larger than just about everyone in school making it impossible for any one to bully him.  He has hair black as night and so thick that you just can't help but run your fingers through it. But my favorite part of all, are his pale crystal like blue eyes.  My baby blues that when looking  at me, felt like he was looking right into your soul.

Where I was shy, reserved, calm,  he is loud, open, and friendly and so full of energy it was exhausting at times. Yet somehow, much to everyone's surprise, we made it work. He was always so overprotective of me.  Unfortunately, looking the way I do always attracted the wrong kind of attention growing up and he was right there by my side letting anyone and everyone know that to mess with me was to invite some serious retribution on his part.  You just did not want to be on the wrong side of his anger.  No one ever tried to bother me in any way after that.

That summer was the time when we truly discovered who and what we were to each other. Discovering what our bodies could do for one another was and is still one of the most erotic experiences of my life. We were so nervous our first time but in the end, it felt like coming home.

I shake off the memory as I realize what I am doing. I want to get up off the beach but I decide that it just does not matter. I could drown for all I care.