BURN "28 Flames" Book One

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I stopped receiving his calls a few weeks ago when he told me that he had to move onto the next. I didn't know that really meant since he used another one of his metaphors in the note he sent me with a gift. When I arrived home the other day there were rose peddles and candles lite around my bedroom. There was nothing no note no him nothing just rose peddles and candles. I blew the candles out and swept up the peddles throwing everything into the trash. He had turned my quiet boring life upside down and left me to fumigate in my own self pitty and in a slump over him. You can't just play with people's hearts and then run back like the things that you've done were ok. I began to drink more and throw myself into my work. He even had his assistant emailing me about things he could careless about.

Sitting in the library reading on stocks and bonds I wrote down key notes and bookmarked pages to put a package together for my website. I felt uncomfortable in there someone was watching me but every time I looked up no one was sitting in the area with me and the shelves of books were downstairs on the first level. I grabbed my bag and put on my coat to head home. I rushed down the street and prayed I'd make it home safe. The door slammed shut behind me as I sat my bag on the floor and kicked off my boots. When I put on a kettle of water for a cup of tea I noticed a box on the table and looked around the apartment to see if he was still there. He had brung a gift special delivery this time personally. I opened it and saw a handbag inside filled with my favorite lipstick Lip Ink Couture. I inhaled and let out a soothing exhale and closed the box and read the note.

"Meet a meaningless." I rolled my eyes and balled the note up and threw it in the trash. I took off my turtleneck sweater and headed to the room to get something comfortable on. The kettle whistled and I went to make my tea the winters here appeared to be longer. I grabbed a pot pie out the freezer and turned the oven on. I sat by the window and drunk my tea staring at the kids playing in the snow.

I used to love making snow mans and having snowball fights with my mother and brother. That would be the only real time she was semi sober when we wanted to play out in the snow and when my brother had his games. But over the years she stop playing and stopped showing up to his games. I can't remember a time when my mother would be sober and go a day without a drink. I felt it had to be because of my dad that she was drinking herself silly. Or it could've been out of guilt that made her drink more.

After eating I went to take a shower I had to meet with a new potential client about being his Financial Advisor. Soon I would have to hire on more people or maybe just one to help me with the daily activities to post new services and products on my website. My income was more than I'd thought I'd ever make. Much of that had to be because of Abel. He paid me very well I could live off his account alone. I relaxed in the shower my legs were hurting from the walk today and my muscles just ached a lot. My new oil he gave me had mint and honey vanilla scent that woud help sooth my body. I inhaled the scents and let my body relax as the steam filled the bathroom.

I laid across my bed in a bra and panty set with my cover half way covering my lower half. It didn't take me long to fall asleep and I didn't need a glass of wine to help me either. The rain slapped against the window pain causing me to jump a little out of my sleep. I looked out my half opened eyes and noticed him sitting in the chair that sat next to the window. Slowly i pulled myself up to face him sitting on my left foot I pulled the covers close to me.

"It's late Tesfaye." I said blinking to open my eyes. "I wanted you to see me." I sighed at his statement it was 12 midnight and now he wanted me to see him. "Why? I thought you moved on to the next. Haunting someone else's life and then leaving them feeling like shit for letting you misuse them." I said with hurt in my words. "That's not what the note meant Abigail. I said move on to the next meaning to finally show you my face who I really am. Not just some guy "haunting" you and misusing you." he said softly. I felt stupid for perceiving that he was moving onto another woman and leaving me behind to pick up the pieces to my life. "Why now?" I said curious. "I thinks it's time for us to take steps in this situation. It's been going on for 3 months now." I bit my bottom lip and fidget with my fingers. He stood up and came to sit on the bed on the side of me. I touched his hand as he leaned over to look directly at me. I pulled his face closer to mines as I traced the curves of his face with my finger tip. My finger stopped on his lips as I lightly sucked it and biting down gently seeing his eyes closed.

We kissed savoring the taste of one another his mixed with alcohol and candy with a hint of smoke. I didn't care I wanted to taste it more and become one with just his lips. They were soft and firm he held on to my head as we continued exploring each others oral cavity. I pulled away gently to see his features and to admire him visually not really caring what he looked like just his eyes. They were low but he looked me in my eyes so I could see him. After a few moments of making a few mental pictures I helped him out of his coat and he climbed ontop of me as we went back to our tongue tangle. His hands roamed my body and my hands gripped his back as he pried inbetween my legs pressing himself against my opening. He kissed down my chin to my neck and then to my belly having a frenzy with my new addition. I had a tattoo of a crow on my lower abdomen he licked and kissed it causing my body to quiver under his spell. My head flew back as he continued making his way down to her. Lifting me up a bit he pulled my panties to the side and mingled his tongue with her. His tongue felt exquisite as my body tensed up and my head dug deeper into my pillow. I made sure to obey and hold my emotions as I wanted to scream, cry, yell and curse his name.

After my tonic flowed we savored the taste together as our tongues found themselves back into a fighting match. He pushed my legs back to my sides as he positioned himself firmly at the entrance and plunged into her the pain that the pleasure caused my grip to get tighter as he pushed more and more inside of me. I opened my eyes I wanted to see his face his eyes. He stared back at me as we made love mentally to one another both of our eyes wanting to close in the moment of the essence. We clung to each other as our eyes fluttered but focused on one another I bit down on my bottom lip drawing blood he brung in a kiss as he tasted it. Our bodies rocked every which way both of us holding back on the seas that roared inside of us. I clawed at the sheets as my knees became weak and my body exhausted. Finally not being able to hold it in any longer I exploded and let out a nice soft moan that so desperately wanted to be a scream of passion. He erupted right after me our bodies dripping in one anothers sweat we laid connected to one another.

"So do you know who I am?" I tried to swallow what saliva I had left. "Yes, your Abel Tesfaye with a face now." He pulled my chin up to look at him you really don't know who I am." I looked at him in a weird way. "No.Who are you?" "I'm a singer when I'm out of town on business I'm really doing concerts. I go by the name The Weeknd. You've never heard any of my songs." I looked in surprise he was the one Suzy was listening to. "No, well Suzy came by one night and she was listening to you but I would've never thought." He grabbed me and we laid back down he caressed my head as I drifted off to sleep.

I woke up and he was gone nothing not even his scent lingered behind him this time. My body ached even more since last night. I laid in bed for a few minutes more before getting up and getting in the shower.

After taking a hot shower I put on the kettle for tea and decided to make myself some breakfast. While I ate I grabbed my laptop and looked up his name and his music. I spent the better half of the day listening to him sing and the man I was listening to didn't seem like the man I met. He was so emotional yet detatched from his feelings with the drugs and alcohol. I don't know how to explain it but it was a sadness. But wait that's probably why he was treating me the way he did. I closed my laptop and and went to my work computer to print out the information for the client I had to meet with today.

My consultation went well and he was referred by Mr. Tesfaye. I relished in the thought of my business growing and my love life opening for the first time. Things were on the right track and I was looking forward to what was NEXT.