A story about two lovers

POV CARMEN 2 YEARS LATER

I woke up and it was 1hr before the kids had to get up for school so I went down to make breakfast and to make there lunch. At 6am I went up to wake the kids up. Tomorrow was there birthday and they were turning 7 tomorrow. But there baby sister and 2 brothers there birthday was 2 months from now. I had triplets this time even though they were not your children you still accepted them into the family. You treated them just as they were your own which I was happy about. At first I wanted to put them up for adoption until I thought about how I would feel if I was put up for adoption and I stopped myself. There names are Sapphire, Jose, Xavier, Alejandro. Luis helped pick out the names so that is why all the names are in Spanish. He always told me after I had the twins Voy a nombrar a los que están después de los gemelos. I had knew what he said because since I was in 5th grade I always tried to learn Spanish. When I got into 7th grade I started taking Spanish classes I took them all the way up into high school and as I was learning in high school Luis helped me communicate in Spanish better. So I always responded back to him Sí, Luis lo sé, no tienes que seguir contándome. Then we would both sit back and laugh as we looked at your face. I had always told you to learn Spanish since the day i started speaking it in front if you. Even Luis tried to get you to learn it but you never wanted to so we gave up. So every time we spoke Spanish we laughed when we seen your face. But that was before I stopped talking, well before I lost my voice now I have to write on a piece a paper what I want to say or I use text to speech to communicate. The triplets were still asleep they were only 3 so they started later. You woke up and I took the kids to school. You really couldn't do anything since you had the incident 2 years ago I do most things that don't deal with talking.

Jessica POV

I get up from bed getting sharp pain in my scar. I groan in pain and I fall into the floor. You come over to me and check my temperature, I had a fever. You ran to the bathroom grabbing the first aid kit. You lay me on the bed cutting my shirt and bra off. You got horny instantly, but didn't say a word. You cleaned my cut and then put me to bed. You went to the bathroom and started to masturbate. You moan so loud my name which caused me to wake up. I come behind you and kiss your neck which made you moan louder. I pick you up then throw you on the bed roughly. I rip all your clothes off and rub your body which make you moan at my touch. I rub your pussy which makes you moan louder. I kiss your neck leaving a hickey which made you moan louder. I rub your boobs and they get super hard. I suck your boobs super hard until milk comes out which I swallow it all. I go down licking your pussy and sucking on it tasting all your juices. You moan my name so loud. I pull my pants and underwear off grabbing the double sided dildo. “ready, baby?” You nod your head as I put it in me and moan as I do so. I put some lube on it slowly inserting it into your tight pussy. I go faster and harder until you cum. 1 hour later. You orgasm then switch positions. You fuck me so hard until I orgasm then we pull it out laying next to each other. My scar felt ok and my fever went down. I put my head on your chest which you sit there and you stroke my hair. We fall asleep and you cradle me in your arms.

Nightmare

I woke up in a dark room, nothing in sight, not even you. I hear your voice but don't see or feel your touch. But I know it wasn't you cause you didn't speak, you couldn't speak. I started to get scared and fall to the floor in pain in my scar. It felt like boiling water and hot coals on it. I crawl around the room looking for you. I then see you, covered in blood. You were bleeding from your eyes and arms. “This your fault! I died because of you!” I start shaking my head crawling away in pain. No no no I thought. I would never hurt you. I could kill myself before I ever hurt you because I love you.

Reality

I jolt awake crying which woke you. You sign what's wrong in asl I say “I had a nightmare that you died and that it was all my fault.” I say as I grip onto the side where the scar is. It was burning worse than it ever had before. You call 911 and I pass out within the bed.