Mistaken Love

   I can't believe she called me so early! What could be so important that Chelsea would need me at her and Nick's house so early? I know we had plans tonight but I didn't realize she wanted me to be there at the Butt-Crack of dawn. Thinking back on our conversation this morning I can't help but wonder why it seem like she was rushing off the phone not being able to get off the phone fast enough and I'm pretty she was whispering.  When I answered the phone all I could hear was " Come over now" so quietly I could barely make out what she said, with both my eyes still closed. "What Did you say b***h?" I said half asleep and thinking I might still be dreaming.  "GET YOUR TRAMP ASS OVER HERE NOW SCARLET! Chelsea demanded through clenched teeth.  "What the hell is going on?" I said finally awake enough to realize I was really talking to Chelsea on the phone.  "Just get over here" she whispered and before I could respond the line was disconnected.   "Oh hell" I yelled into my pillow when I threw my head back in exhaustion. Before I could think about falling back asleep I dragged myself out of bed to have a quick shower. After I was done cleaning up I threw on jean shorts, white t-shirt and a pair of brown sandals. I knew is was going to be another hot day so I better dress light. Leaving my waist length hair damp from my shower I grabbed my keys and headed out the door.    Their house is out in the country about a twenty minute drive from my little apartment in the city. My place was small but that was one of the reasons why I fell in love with it. Being the cute little one bedroom on the top floor. How could I resist? At night I could see all the lights of the city and being on the"Penthouse"floor I had the only window that could access the roof, so I had created my own little paradise of lights on the top of my building that only a small few knew about. Truth be told I spent more time outside in my own little world then I did in my apartment. There was not one person that I didn't know that didn't beg me in some way "Please do not move into that building." But I was determined and so excited about finally getting away to find my own peace and having something I could call my own. But the place looked so bad on the outside that only two people I knew would come over. Everyone else swore the building would fall down on them or they would be robbed, that was why only so few knew about how great my little sanctuary was.     I had just turned down their street and I could not stop wondering, What the hell was going on with Chelsea and Nick? I really hope they aren't fighting or some dumb-s**t like that. I will kill her if she  set me up to walk into her domestic quarrel and didn't give me any warning!    By the time I pulled up to Chelsea and Nike's driveway I had gone threw so many scenarios in my head that by this point I couldn't stand it any longer, I was practically running for the front door to ring the door bell. Nick opened the door still in his pajama with a welcoming smile and not the least bit surprised to see me at his door at this ungodly hour.    "Good morning Scarlet! Did you have a safe drive up? " He said, all of his teeth showing. Somethings up! he is never this nice or happy to see me.     Nick was a great guy for my best friend, they had been together for over six months and he and I didn't take long before we were close enough that we fought like siblings. We did nothing better than talk s**t and push each others buttons. The fact that Chelsea was happier than  I had ever seen her was a added bonus. Everything she had been through with some of the "Prick"s she dated was almost enough to give up dating for good. To see this side of her was a breath of fresh air.     But here is Nick with a smile I had only seen a few times at the beginning of their relationship when he was still trying to be nice to me and failing miserably at hiding his deceit. What the Hell is going on?      "Morning Nick" I responded flashing him the same big smile, "It was great being, so early there was no traffic" I said following his gesture to come into the house. I waited for him to close the door behind us to ask "Do you know whats going on and why it was so important that I needed to be up here so early? I was asking Nick as he lead me to the kitchen where Chelsea was making coffee.   "I don't" Nick lied through his teeth. Trying to hurry and create some distance between us, almost running from me. Before I could get the truth out of him Chelsea quickly chimed in from the kitchen.    "Good morning Scarlet! Her voice echoed out so load I'm sure the neighbors down the street heard. I am so happy you could make it up?" She said her voice so sweet I couldn't tell if that was really her talking because I had never actually her that sound come from her mouth before. Also she was never nice in the morning! Still yelling when we made it to the kitchen where she was making coffee. Looking Happier to see me then Nick and also in her pajamas. She quickly walked the few steps to give me a big hug as we made our way into the kitchen. She looks to happy! What the hell is going on!( My Spiddy senses are tingling) Is a camera going to pop out, am I on some prank show? All my inner voices tell me these two people (one is suppose to love me by the way) are setting me up for something that I probably would never agree to or I'm getting PUNKED.     "First off, why are you yelling at me? You sound like a f*****g drunk Care Bear!" I teased. Throwing her a confused look. "What are you talking about? You called me twenty minutes ago saying," I NEEDED TO GET MY ASS HERE NOW." I mocked Chelsea. Chelsea turned to grab Nick and I a cup of coffee that was on the kitchen counter completely ignoring my question. I took my coffee making my way around the L shaped counter, putting my purse down on the chair next to me before taking seat in the one that was closest to them. Keeping my eyes on the two of them hoping to see some kind of sign that I"m right.    Having known Chelsea since we were small children,I knew there was nothing she could hide from me.We first meet as little girls playing with Barbies in the park. We had so much fun with our dolls that I never wanted it to end. Being so bad at home I would escape to the park for hours and most nights avoiding going back to that abusive, neglectful man I had to call father. He never cared enough after my mom left when I five to concern himself with me unless it was about "His" money. The more money he had to spend on me the less the less he had to spend on his drugs and he never let me go unpunished for it. So I spent more nights sleeping in that park away from my dad and his druggie friends that were always at our house. Where I felt safe. Chelsea being so young didn't understand why I never left the park and why I always had the same clothes on, but she knew she had to take care of me and from then on we were inseparable. More like sisters everyday that we grew older.      So right now her sweet and innocent act is not hiding anything and I starting to get this uneasy feeling like something is going to pop out at me any minute now.    Nick takes a few sips of his coffee walking to Chelsea who had turned her back to me (Completely avoiding eye contact) to kiss her softly on her cheek. "I'm going to get dressed! Nick said giving her this devilish smirk before turning and rushing out of the kitchen. Chelsea reached for his arm trying to stop but he slipped out of her grasp and was out of the room and down the hall quicker then she could call out his name.   Chelsea awkwardly did a half turned spin around unknowing where to look and go. She quickly tried to compose herself and walked back to the kitchen counter to start putting beacon in the oven for breakfast.     I sat for a second in a kind of shock that my friend didn't just fall on her face and was able to recover her self and that she was going through some much to hide something from me. Now was the time to get it out of her, with Nick in the other room I know she won't or can't hold it in. If I could just get her to look at me. "Chelsea! I said, my voice was a little louder now and she could feel my eyes burning the back of her head. She finally turned her head look at me and see the sideways look I was giving her. Before either one of us could say another word we both burst out laughing at how crazy she just looked.     Now that the tension in the air was cut and we had both forgotten why there was tension in the first place we can just sit and talk about everything like always. We laughed and almost cried but mostly laughed for a good thirty minutes before Nick reappeared in the kitchen, with his hair dripping wet from his shower. "What are you ladies laughing so hard about?" He said as he walked up to Chelsea kissing her on the cheek causing her to giggle like a little girl playfully pushing him away.     "I was just about to ask them the same thing." Coming from behind me a voice that sliced right through me like a sharp piece of ice slowly cutting down my body instantly hitting something inside me that I had put away a long time ago. Chills ran all over me and I started sweating. How can I be hot than cold at the same time and I'm pretty sure if I tried to stand my knees would buckle under me. I could feel my panties starting to stick to myself in my little shorts and I needed that voice to say my name.    'OH HOLY HELL" I gasped out, with barley any air in my lungs. Turning my head expecting who ever it is to be far enough away that I could eye f**k him from a distance. Which was my go to move! My eyes fell on the most cut stomach I have ever seen outside of a magazine inches from my nose. My eyes slowly ran up his body to come face to face with the deepest blue eyes I had ever fallen into. I felt like I was almost drowning in the ocean and I was close to getting lost for good. I needed this man! I needed this man to touch every part of my body as I did the same to his! I needed him rip off all my clothes and dominate every inch of me. Looking in those eyes I knew, he is why I was called over here this morning, he was the big secret. And I swear he is looking at me like he is reading my mind and agrees with everything I thinking and he is going to take me soon. But who is he?       "Scarlet this is my buddy Hector," Nicks voice snapping me back into reality.  "He's from Texas and I'm afraid we have to put up with him here for a few weeks." He continued.     Without taking my eyes off his I struggled to find my words when all I got out was "Huh." He grinned at me knowing I was taking the rest of his clothes off in my mind.      Chelsea spoke up in hopes of getting my attention "Hector this is my best friend SCARLET" saying my name louder.        Without hearing anything, forgetting about Chelsea and Nick sitting right next to me and still staring in the eyes of this dark man standing inches in front of me without his shirt on, I raised my hand for him to take. "Sc-arlett" I choked. Clearing my trout and taking a deep breath, "I'm Scarlet" I tried again as he took my hand shaking it gently.       "Hello Scarlet!" He said he eyes still hadn't left mine and he was still holding my hand. His body so close now I could smell his sweet skin and I was just thinking about reaching up and touching the soft six pack he so generously had displayed just for me when.    "SCARLET" Chelsea yelled my name snapping her fingers at me. Giving me the biggest knowing smile. "I have to go get dressed and Nick is going with me to help she winked, be good she! said looking at Hector strait in the eyes before she grabbed Nicks hand and they walked out of the kitchen and disappeared down the hall without looking back at me. She knew my dagger eyes were already stabbing her. Please don't leave me alone with him, I can't trust myself!     I sat looking down at where Chelsea was just sitting trying to find my words again. How did this happen? One second I on my way to visit my friend (life is good) next thing I know I'm blubbering like an i***t and can't think of one coherent thing to say all because some guy I've never met (who is standing so close to me right now I can feel his breath hitting the bare skin on my arm) standing right behind me. I've got to say something and face him again, I've got to see those eyes again.    Turning back to him this time I'm surprised to find his eyes have darkened locking on mine once more. Before I could say anything he reaches up to brush my cheek softly with the side of his hand. Part of me so badly wants to stop him but every part of my body is begging me to let this happen. Please let him touch anything he wants, it's all his. He slowly traced the line of my bottom lip than down to my chin lifting my face to look all the way up at him gently tilting and turning it side to side. What is he looking at? I wondered staring into his eyes that were almost black now.     Hector took in a deep breath pulling me to my feet. He grabbed me by the back of my hair and pulled me so close to him I could feel how much he wanted me on my stomach. I tried to pull myself free from him but he quickly grabbed me and pinned me to the wall with his arms. "I saw your picture last night" Hector whispered as he ran his lips from my ear to collarbone. Causing me to lose control of my legs and fall deeper into him, wrapping my arms around his neck so I wouldn't fall. "You going to stay here with me while I am in town and give me any part of your body I want when I want. Do you understand me?" He picked me up wrapping my legs around his waist pinning me back to the wall so I couldn't get away and giving him easier access to between my legs. He removed my arms from around his neck collecting both in one hand and raising them above my head. I turned my head to look away gasping for air. It was only then I realized I had been holding me breath the whole time and I was getting light headed. Hector buried his face into my now exposed neck breathing me in so deep I felt like he was taking my breath with it. He was burning hot and cold through every part of me my body with every move he made as he started grinding his now hard c**k into my throbbing center. Thank goodness for my shorts I briefly thought, otherwise he would be buried so deep inside me right now and I really don't know if I could stop him or if I would want to. That scared me the most, knowing I could lose control so quickly by someone I had only said two words to and I'm pretty sure it was my name.  His other hand making a slow path starting at the back of my elbow down the length of my body stopping at my ass grabbing it tightly the very tip of one finger brushing the soft jean of my shorts that was the only separation between his touch and my soaking p***y. "Answer me!" His voice deeper and breath hotter it burned my neck.             I was completely shocked! What picture is he talking about and why does that mean anything. This was all happening so fast my mind can't take it all in. Who was this guy? WHO CARES! my body screamed in my head ending my mental battle. We need this!