Stuck In Reverse (#wattys2018)

(25) "oh spare me the trash" unwanted blue balls.

Jennifer Lopez "dance again". (O boy I'm in the femme fatale mood!!!)

Really nice song, got me dancing like a penguin.

Two crazy chapters in a day?? Heck I am Supergirl!!!

"Pull me down but I won't fall, fire away fire away" (I Dont even know if that's the lyric but meh... I'm singing it, and people are giving me the death glare! I thought people were supposed to appreciate singing!! *gasps* what has the world turned into??

Y'all should totally check out a story by, @leshae051304 (it all started with a diary)
It is ze bomb.
(Aside) and I'm married to the main character, how lovely is that?

Okay okay, I've finished a whole story with my crazy rambling, let's get down to business my femme fatales!

I let the water run down from my hair to my body, my eyes closed and running over the events of the day, the day that was supposed to be my day of joy and laughter turned out for the worst, I wished no bride to face what I have faced today.

First, no special waking, no rose water and beauty treatment.

Second and worst of all, my husbands hates the sight of me.

Third, fucking kiera.

Fourth.... Drake... Which would have led to my untimely death.

The only good thing about today was Jasper.

He literally saved me and disappeared, how did he know?

And then the fact that he had been Drake's brother in the lives before... Confirming the fact that I wasn't mad but deep in some kind of magical shit.

I sighed and turned off the water when I noticed my body was all shrivelled.

I walked out of the bathroom to wrap a red towel which barely covered my ass, around my self, also needing to hold it tight against my self since it didn't even go round my small body entirely.

I sighed and walked into the bedroom to meet Killian who I thought was greeting the last visitors downstairs.

I froze immediately, stopping on my tracks completely while I studied him.

He was shirtless.

Ohhh fuck me.

Shut your slutty mouth!

I reprimanded myself before turning back to my husband who sat on the edge of the bed, his hands holding up his head, eyes closed.

"When you're done checking me out, please put some clothes on, you'll catch a cold," he muttered, his eyes still closed and I jumped in fear at the suddenness of his voice.

Why do you care?!

I bit back my snarky response and walked over to him.

"Why are you here Killian?" I asked softly and he removed his hands from his head to look at me.

I suddenly went all warm and stuffy, though I just walled out from the bathroom.

My heart thumped harshly in my chest as his eyes slowly roamed over every inch of my body, turning all black with each movement.

I held my breath, closed my eyes, fisted my hands angrily.

Why was this madness starting again??