Tortured Love

Chapter 5

Natalie blinked her eyes open and yawned, stretching. She felt arms around her and turned to the other side to see Carter peacefully asleep. She looked over at the clock and realized it was 9:02 am. She sat up and looked around to see if there was any trace of her parent being in her room. There wasn't. She went to the bathroom that was connected to her room to freshen up. Natalie took a shower and washed her hair, wrapping a towel around her body. Breakfast was at 9:30 every Saturday.  She walked out of the bathroom and sat on her bed, leaning over and drying her hair with her second towel.

Carter felt the bed shift slightly and opened his eyes seeing Natalies towel covered back. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, trying to make his vision clearer. He scooted closer to her and kissed her shoulder, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Good morning, babe." Carter muttered against her shoulder, his voice husky from just waking up. He loved the way she smelled after her showers; vanilla. He placed his face into her neck and inhaled her intoxicating scent.

"Good morning, Carter," Natalie smiled and turned around pressing her lips softly to his. She saw the time, 9:23. She suddenly snapped out of her love trance with Carter and looked him in the eyes.

"You have to go. You should go. Do you have clothes in your car?" she said, suddenly standing up. She walked to her dresser and got some underwear and a bra out. She slipped her underwear on under her towel and turned her back to Carter, dropping her towel and putting on her bra.

This wasn't the first time this had happened. After Carter had to sneak out of her house in the same clothes years ago, he decided to keep spare clothes in his trunk.

"Of course I do." Carter said watching Natalie. She was so beautiful. He loved when her hair was in its natural curly state, although this was his second time seeing it like this since she always straightened before he could see her. He loved her long toned legs that went up into her round perky ass. Carter got up slowly and walked behind Natalie wrapping his arms around her waist, resting his chin on her shoulder.

"Or I could stay," Carter said, starting to kiss up Natalies shoulder to her neck. "And have breakfast with the oh so loving Weston family." Carter chuckled right by Natalies ear.

Carter was sure that her parents were aware that he had stayed since they saw him come in but never leave out. Although Carter couldn't give two fucks about what Natalie's parents thought, he knew she lived by it.

Natalie felt butterflies in her stomach when she felt Carter's hands on her hips then his lips on her neck. She leaned her head to the side, embracing how close they were. She wished they always were as close as they are now. 'The loving Weston family,' Natalie repeated in her head after he said it and the gushy feeling he'd given her was gone. They were no longer a family.

"Natalie! Breakfast is ready," she heard Jason call as he came down the hall and knocked the door softly, "I just wanted to make sure you were up and okay."

Natalie froze and grabbed her robe, wrapping it around her as she moved away from Carter.

"Jason," Natalie started as she opened the door just enough to stick her head through, "Thanks, I'm great. I'm fine. I'm up."

"Yea, good," Jason started, "Tell Carter I said good morning, he should put on something nice before he comes down," he handed her a stack of clothes. Natalie nodded and closed the door, setting the clothes on her bed.

"I'm going to go get dressed." Carter said, walking towards Natalie's bathroom. Carter walked into the bathroom and stripped out of his clothes turning on the shower and hopping in when the water was the right temperature. As Carter was showering he thought about what breakfast was going to be like when they went down. He knew no one liked him, except for Jason who was decent with him. He didn't care, he loved Natalie and would take whatever they dished out at him.