Never Break The Chain (Completed)

Chapter 9: Withholding tears

"I'm gonna have to face this one day Mel. I'm dying hunny. I won't be able to make it." As she threw her face down into her hands, she let out a loud cry, causing me to do the same. "Hunny I'm so sorry I don't wanna leave you."

Picking myself up, I wiped away my tears and stared into her dying eyes with a serious glance. "You're getting this surgery mom. It's not the end. I have lost so much and I'm not loosing you too. You're going to be okay mom."

The rest of my thoughts were lost as she was wheeled into the operating room. Sighing heavily, I found myself crying again, yearning for some emotional support, or just a hug.

I thought about calling Jolene or Autumn, in fact that thought crossed my mind a numerous amount of times. But every time I managed to convince myself its better to not be a burden on everyone else.

And tonight, on that stage. For once I felt like my old self again; a wild drunk dancing around and kissing strangers. It must have lit a fire in either Cliff or I, most likely him becuase it seems he was about to ask me to marry him....

"Melody?" A familiar voice pulls me away from my illogical dream just a few hours after I'd fallen asleep in the chair. "Melody I just wanted to make sure you were okay." I opened my eyes, noticing it was Cliff's brown hair drapped above me.

"Hey Cliff." I shifted around uncomfortably during this akward encounter. I let out a yawn and causlly stretched my arms, flopping them down on my lap before rubbing my eyes with tire."What time is it?"

"It's three in the morning Mel. I got here as quick as I could, but with all the encores and autographs I had to sign....."

"No no no it's fine." I replied reassuringly, smiling weakly as I rested my head against the chair. "My mom's getting surgery. They're hoping they'll get the whole tumour."

"Oh Mel." It felt so natural to Cliff for him to hold me, to pull me into his chest and softly stroke my hair. "I have no words."

"It's okay. I might take a walk. You can come if you want." I abruptly stood up from where I was sitting, pushing towards anywhere exepct here. "Cliff..."

"Yes?" He asked nervously as we paused our walk, leaning against the open bathroom door for support.

"What happend tonight? Between us?" I leaned my head back, staring directly into the light to avoid looking at his face.

"I.. I don't know." He told me as I swung myself back and fourth. " It's not just something we can ignore is it?"

"No." I answered simply. For a second there was silence, the next minute we were kissing, quickly making our way into the bathroom. Cliff slammed the door shut behind him. I knew we both needed this, the connection, the distraction.

"Do you wanna do this? We can stop if you aren't comfortable." He said seriously and he pulled away from my lips. "I don't want you to feel pressured."

"I'm good as long as you are." I whispered. Cliff nodded, pressing his lips against my neck, igniting a spark of pleasure to travel through my veins, shooting still inbetween my legs. I let out a soft moan as he lowered himself to my collarbone. Eager for more, I quickly slipped off my shirt. The all too familiar pleasure of his mouth on my breast sent me into extacey, causing my eyes to roll back with pleasure. "Cliff.. damn baby."

The brown haired man motioned to my zipper, I awarded him a nod so he could continue his adventures. Slowly, he slid my jeans off, leaving my vulnerable self begging for any other touch that could give me the feeling I was looking for.

I did the same process to him, soon enough we were naked and tangled up in eachother. I nodded once again, signalling I was ready for him to enter me. He did so, starting off with slow movements before speeding up causing me to go undone.

Things continued like that, the high raising with every minute passing. With one final shirek of pleasure, we came down from the climax and fell into eachothers arms.