The Family Reunion Part 2

Moving On

That night after I put Aaliyah to sleep, I sat in Mark's bedroom staring off into space. I had no idea why my life was constantly spinning over and over again…but I was ready for it to stop. I raked my hands through my hair and closed my eyes as Mark turned on the shower and then walked back into the room. He stood in front of me but I kept my head tilted down, not wanting to look into his eyes.

"Carmen I'm sorry I never told you about what happened between Holly and I." he said. "I didn't want to lose you again."

I glanced up at him for a moment and then looked away. I didn't want to talk to him about it at that point. All I wanted to do was lay down and go to sleep. Of course my resisting wasn't going to stop him from getting what he wanted from me. He sighed and gently took my hands into his own. He  pulled me into a standing position and roughly pressed his lips to mine. I pushed him off of me and tried to leave the room but he grabbed my arm and pulled me back into his embrace.

"I don't know why you bother fighting me Carmen." He said. "I'm sorry alright…"

I shook my head, "You've already apologized to me Mark…and I forgave you. I'm just having a hard time understanding everything that's happened."

"I understand…come on, let's get a shower and then get you to bed. You've had a long day." He said.

I nodded and let him direct me to the bathroom. I took my time getting undressed while Mark did the same. I almost told him I wanted to shower alone but I knew he wouldn't hear any of it. I got in first and stood directly under the hot steamy water. Relaxation set in when he got in behind me and gently began to touch my body. I turned around and looked up at him before he leaned in and kissed my lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he backed me into the wall, letting the water cascade over his body.

I opened my eyes to enjoy the view, turning my body on almost instantly. We shared a very intimate kiss before he moved down to my nipples and gently began to suck them, one at a time. With my eyes closed, I leaned my head back and moaned while raking my hands through his wet hair. He cupped my breasts firmly and dominated them with his mouth. I bit my bottom lip as he slowly released my breasts and moved down to my pussy. He lifted one of my legs and placed it over his shoulder before parting my lips and tasting me. I gasped at the sudden feeling of pleasure that surfaced over my body. It was exactly what I needed to feel after the crazy day I had.

I reached down and grabbed his hair as I felt an orgasm building. He circled his tongue around my clit and flicked it several times before I felt myself coming into his mouth. Soon after, he stood up, turned me around and bent me over so he could slide his hard penis inside of me. The water hit my back as I placed my hands against the wall. He grabbed my hips and quickly began pumping himself deep inside of me. My mouth fell open as my body came back to life.

His body and mine, clapped together over and over as I screamed his name. I started feeling another orgasm building as he slammed himself inside of me. My toes began to curl, and my legs trembled. Finally I tossed my head back and screamed as I came all over his dick. He gently pulled me up and kissed the side of my head before getting me all washed up.

Once we were out of the shower and dressed, we got into bed and I let him hold me until I was about to fall asleep. It felt good to be in his arms again even with everything I had just learned about him and my mother's past. I wished that I could fall asleep and wake up back to the morning after Mark and I made love the first time….I would have told him then that we should leave and get married that way I wouldn't have to face this. Unfortunately, this would have caught up to me eventually, but part of me believes I would have been in a better place in life.

That following day I got up bright and early and went outside on the porch. I sensed that my mother was coming to talk to me…and I was more than right. She appeared to me only a few minutes after I got outside but I didn't look at her right away. Instead, I took a sip of the orange juice I had and asked her, "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

She stepped up onto the porch and took a seat next to me. "I wanted to honey…but I didn't want to risk Mark treating you the way he treated me."

I glanced at her, "You knew Mark would eventually fall for me didn't you?"

"Yes." She answered. "I could tell the first time he laid eyes on you."

I chuckled, "Mom he hated me remember?"

"Yes, but as am empath, I have the power to see past people's emotions. Mark thought you were the most beautiful girl he had ever seen." She said.

"That's nice to know…but why didn't you at least tell me about Bobby?" I asked. "I mean it would have been nice to know that I had a brother this entire time."

"I understand dear, but telling you would have popped a lot of questions among everyone. Plus I really didn't want anyone to know who I was." She said.

I looked down at my legs, "Am I an empath?"

She smiled, "All depends....are you able to feel other people's feelings around you?"

I gave it a thought but only breifly. Feeling other people's emotions had been tough when you were going through so much yourself. "I don't think so,"

"I'll have to teach you someday. I wanted to before but figured you would just learn on your own eventually."

"Good. I'm happy you didn't. What happened to Kevin, Eric, and Bill?" I asked.

She snickered. "They're alive…but suffering in their own ways. Kevin woke up on his front lawn…butt naked with lots of people passing by. Bill was dropped off at a mental facility after telling the police I was a witch and I tried to take his soul, and Eric…well…he's in a jail cell with a man who wants to make him his play toy…like he did to you."

I wasn't sure why but hearing what happened to them amused me. I leaned over and hugged her. "Thank you for being there for me."

"Oh honey I'll always be there…just ask Rocky…he'll tell you."

I gasped nearly forgetting about him. "What did you do?"

She smirked, "Let's just say he won't be bothering you or Aaliyah ever again. For now just worry about that wedding you need to plan."

I dropped my gaze, "I almost forgot Mark and I were engaged."

"That's what happens when your life spins out of control dear. You lose sense of time….now go on back inside. Mark needs you and so does my grandbaby."

I smiled as she stood up and walked away. "Will you visit me again?"

"In due time, for now I need to rest." She said. "I love you Carmen."

"I love you mom."

She smiled and hugged me before turning to head home. I sighed and got up to go in the house, somehow feeling like a weight had been lifted off of my shoulders. I told Mark about the talk I had with my mom and how I was ready for us to pick up where we left off. He gladly agreed like I knew he would and together we started planning our future. He moved us into a bigger house in Houston, Texas and helped me find a new job singing down at another club. He paid all the bills while I saved up money for Aalayah and our unborn child. I also used the money to save up for the wedding I always wanted.

About six months down the road I ended up giving birth to our son, Caiden. My mother became a frequent visitor from that point on. She enjoyed being a grandmother so much that she practically begged Bobby to go straight so he could give her a grandchild. Speaking of Bobby…he ended up becoming a very well-known fashion designer and even helped plan my wedding. I was finally living the life I always dreamed of minus the crazy family reunions.

The end.