Beyond Good and Evil

Chapter 10: Star at Work

Let's just all take a moment to appreciate Robert's down-to-earth, outstanding personality and his sexy appearance. Lucky fan!

Robert's weight pinned Alicia to the mattress. She combed her fingers slowly through his soft hair, laying her head back against the pillow.

He'd been fast asleep for five hours, whereas she had not. She'd missed him so much that it had literally hurt. Day after day she lay on her stomach, gazing for hours on end at the large poster of him on her wall from the band's 2014 photoshoot, hoping he would call or text.

He never had.

Elsa, of course, had nailed her two posters of Andreas on to her own wall. The material had become weaker over time, each time Alicia visited her. From what, she didn't want to know, or even guess.

Just then, her phone chimed with a text.

Let's go shopping! :)
Also, Andreas shaved his beard a bit :(

She chuckled to herself, unable to stop the smile spreading across her face. Elsa was the only person that made her feel normal in the middle of this mess. No matter how confused, disgruntled or crappy Alicia felt, Elsa always brightened her day without a doubt.

I'll meet u there @ 2.
Robert's facial hair is boss.

She placed her windows phone back onto the bedside drawers, exhaling a deep breath she hadn't realised she'd been holding.

"Emily!"

Alicia almost jumped out of her skin. Beside her, he was trembling in his sleep, shaking his head vigorously from side-to-side. Sweat had formed on his forehead and neck, pasting his tawny hair to his skin.

"Rob!" She shook his shoulders, flicking her own hair from her face. "Wake up, you're having a nightmare."

His blue eyes snapped open, frantically glancing around the room. After a second or so, he dropped onto the mattress, running a hand through his hair.

"Robert," she sighed, crawling over to him on all fours. "You were shaking like a leaf. You need to tell me what's wrong. I can't put up with this any longer, when I care about you too much ."

He sat with his back turned to her, his face in his hands, as if he were in internal pain. A minute or so passed, before he finally murmured: "I killed my wife."

The words hit Alicia like a snow ball in the face. Her entire body froze with panic, or fear, she couldn't distinguish the difference. It felt like he'd pushed her off a bottomless cliff, leaving her soaring through the air forever more, surrounded by nothing but emptiness.

"You killed Emily?" She choked. "Why, Rob? What did she ever do to you?"

He turned on her then, a dark and dangerous look passing through his stone hard greyish blue eyes. "I didn't intend on murdering her, Alicia! Geez, it was a mistake! A horrible, horrible mistake." He stood from the edge of her bed, pulling his belt back on. "Forget it, I'm going."

Alicia went to touch his arm, when he turned sharply and pushed her savagely against the wall, his intense gaze pinning her there.

"Please don't hurt me," she whispered, swallowing the anxiety lodged in her throat. "I'm sorry, Robert. I didn't mean to offend you. Please forgive me."

Wordlessly, he slid his hands up either side of her thighs. She panted lightly, ensuring to keep eye contact with him the whole time. Up this close and personal, she noticed that his irises were a gentle grey, a ring of blue surrounding them.

She gasped as his finger made contact with her g spot, wrapping her arms around his waist to pull him closer.

He drew back, casting her a hazardous gaze. "No." was all he said.