If I run

Chapter 10 (Collin)

I'm not sure how, but for the first time in a year I wrote something, and I didn't hate it. maybe all her crazy ideas and what's she's dragged me to helped. I was packed by Saturday when she came by and picked me up, she was wearing a peach color dress, it made her look stunning, her brown hair was curled and pinned back, her tan skin glowed and her eyes sparkled, like stars in the night sky. The sun was going to set soon and people were already sitting, there was nothing really formal about it. "Abigail, good to see you again" a guy said "you too, Mr. McCarthy" she said "sit where ever it should start soon" she said before disappearing for a few minutes before, coming back with Jeanette, who was going to marry them, she sat down at the piano and started to play, Kitty came down the aisle, walking, not slowly, just a normal walk. Abigail stopped playing and went and stood behind Lila. Jeanette started saying the normal boring stuff, but when the rings came they started to fight, it started quietly and then got louder to where they were yelling at each other and then SLAP! kitty hit him, but before she could start fighting with him again he grabbed her hands and kissed her. "I now pronounce you husband and wife?" Jeanette said unsure and the rings were passed up and placed on their fingers, kissing again. People started clapping but it was an awkward clap so Abigail ran back to the piano and started playing the wedding march. the night wore on speeches were made and people didn't seem to mind that kitty was pregnant. I went up to the room I was supposed to sleep in and Abigail was already there "are, you fucking, kidding me?" she asked "Kitty, did it didn't she" I said "yeah, she's going to get joy out of this..." she said sighing, the bed wasn't badly sized, but for two people that didn't want to touch each other it was, especially when they both like to wrap them selves up with the sheets "this isn't going to work" she said after I fell off for the second time, she had fallen off twice also "just come here, I promise I won't try anything" I said opening my arms up "fine" she said getting into my arms, she was pressed tightly against me and smelled nice. "your getting a boner" she said slightly annoyed "I'm sorry, I don't usually have beautiful women pressed against me" I said irritated, we seemed to finally fall asleep for a moment when.... "God damn, Collin, lets just get this over with" she said taking her shirt off and reaching for mine kissing me, there was something more to her voice, she wasn't just having sex with me because I was here and she gave me a boner, she wanted me. her kisses were hungrily like every kiss was the last she would ever give. I ran my fingers all over her body she started to gasp and moan, but tried to contain it so other people wouldn't hear us, she had to shove her face into a pillow, and we hadn't even actually had sex yet. she was so wet and willing to do anything just so I would fuck her. I took her thong off before her better judgment would return, her legs were spread widely and just waiting for me, the first few times she had a pillow over her face trying to muffle the sounds, but we both knew they would still be heard. I slowed down the place and she was moaning and digging her nails into my back, I started to kiss her again and she melted into me, just withering away with every touch. I stopped, I couldn't do this to her, she didn't actually want this. I laid down next to her and her head rested on my bare chest and we fell asleep. I woke up the next morning, the sun was pouring through the windows and she was still laying on my chest sleeping, her fingers moved every once and a while, but other then that she slept silently, it was so peaceful, but then again it was only 5 am. I took my tablet out and tried to write again, when that instantly failed I tried to sleep again. Why do I have to have a conscience?