TRUST ME - a Joult fanfic- Book 2

TRUST ME - chapter 2

Chapter 2:

This was a mistake.

Shooting the hunger games was a mistake. That's when i first met Josh, and of course I fell head over heels for him. Any girl would, but once they learnt what he's really like, once they uncover the cruel twisted man beneath the surface they'll break, just like I did. It took me a long period of time to figure out why Josh needed me so much. Sex. That was all. I've never felt so used in my life.

But fortunately I met Nic, he was my life line out. And that was okay. Immediately I was drawn to his pure, good natured heart plus his never failing words that would always cheer up my downed spirit. I was his and he was mine and that was okay.

Of course that didn't last.

I don't know what to do anymore, spending all day, every day, in this apartment with nobody else to talk to besides my newborn baby. Who I love to pieces, she's the only thing that gets me up and out of bed in the morning. It's when I collapse into an cold empty bed, no one to hold me, support me, it's then when I feel so dead.

Every time I Skype call Nic, he always asks how Layla's doing? Is she healthy? Is she happy? I inform him on her current condition, but he never asks:

How are you baby? Are you ok?

After I answer his questions about Layla, he just tells me he has to go, or he's tired. I tell him I love him even though I don't know if I do anymore, I just feel nothing. Just a continuous sick, empty feeling inside of me.

I roll into my icy cold, empty bed, and immediately drift off to sleep.

I dreamt, that I was lay on my bed, wearing nothing at all and suddenly Nicholas appears in front of me, he kisses my neck roughly, making me groan. His hands slide all over my naked body, I part my legs just as Nic enters my body forcefully, I dig my nails into his back, and shut my eyes. But when I open them again, Nic is no longer there, instead Josh has taken his place. Josh sucks at my neck and starts to move in and out of me, faster than Nic did, causing me to groan even louder.

I shoot up, throwing the covers off me. I'm sweaty and hot. What the hell did I just dream? Why did it feel so real?

That's when it hits me.

I'm craving sex.