Something bad after sonething good

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I had sex with Addison Hart. What.

We had fallen asleep and slept through the night together. We were both exhausted. I felt different. I felt accomplished. But I felt guilty. I was worried that I pushed Addison into doing something he didn't want to do. I'd ask him when he wakes.
I slowly crept out of bed and grabbed my grey silk bathrobe. I slung it on, over my body and went to make some toast. It was 7 am.
Walking kinda hurt. But I figured since it was my first time, it always hurts afterwards down there, right?
I switched the kettle on and got two mugs out and plopped two tea bags in. My hands unraveled two pieces of bread from the plastic bag and inserted them into the toaster. Footsteps walked towards me while my back was turned. I felt two hands slide around my waist and a chin on my shoulder as I poured hot water into the mugs.
'Hey.' Addison whispered.
'Hey.' I turned my head and pecked his cheek and then resumed to making the tea.  I noticed that he was wearing nothing but his boxers.
The toast suddenly jumped out the toaster. I buttered and jammed them up and handed one to Addie.
'Thanks.' He kissed my forehead. 
I took a bite.
'Are you okay?' He asked.
I nodded. 
'Was it... okay?' A smile grew on his face.
'It was fine. It was great, just...' I drifted off.
'Just?' He looked at me, head tilted down.
'A bit painful?'
'That's normal. It's always painful first time. But your okay? Right?'
'Of course.' I kissed him. He gently picked me up and placed me on the kitchen counter.
'You make me crazy...' he kissed my cheeks and forehead.
'Likewise,' I gripped onto his chest. His skin is so soft, 'Hey, can I ask something?'
'Yeah, sure.'
'I just want to know this...,' I cleared my throat 'I'm just worried that I pushed you into something you didn't want to do. I'm worried that you regret it.'
'Hey,' we touched foreheads 'At first, there was a part of me that I didn't want to. I didn't. I was worried yknow? But it was your decision. You regret it?'
'No. No way.' I bit my lip.
He tilted his head and picked at my lip with his.
Caressing my under thighs.
'I've never been in love before... I've never wondered how it felt like. But now I know how it feels and it does... feel like being in another world. A better world.'
He breathed out a laugh and gave me loads of mini pecks all over my face.
'Addie?' I giggled
'Mmhm?' He kept pecking me.
'I was wondering if... we could.. maybe do it again... another time?'
He laughed, kissing my forehead.
'If you want to. And if you're comfortable with it.'
I wrapped my arms around his neck and fiddled with the ends of his hair.

We went to a coffee shop after an hour.  Had our usual tea and biscuits. Well he had coffee and a croissant.
The sun was warm against our skins.
'Lovely day..' I smiled at Addie.
He took my hand and squeezed it.
'Yep.' He mumbled.

Let me just tell you. What happened after this moment, was something I would rather die than witness. It was beyond of what someone would expect. A man, in black, got out of a van. Then another, in the same colour of clothing. My heart. Started to break as he pulled out a gun. Me and Addison got up from our seats, him in front of me, protective. The mysterious men in black shot 10 pedestrians, 2 drivers and 6 bus passengers. But worst of all...

He shot Addison.

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