Your Pain Is My Comfort

Trip Part 1

I can't f*****g stand packing. No one, and I mean no one, knows how to do it properly. And by properly I mean having everything you need, everything packed neatly, oh, and also, being prepared and packed before the day you have to leave.

I don't think in the history of packing someone has packed everything they needed without forgetting something.

I was packed. I was ready. But I knew I was forgetting something. I just didn't know what. I was standing in the corner of my bedroom, looking over everything to see if maybe, just maybe, I can remember what it is I'm forgetting. I feel that the better question is, am I actually forgetting anything?

I think that maybe my nerves are what's causing my anxiety right now. I'm literally about to meet this woman's family.

They're probably all high class rich people with fancy attire and high paying fancy jobs like lawyers, and doctors. Why the hell would Veronica want to bring me? I don't even look smart let alone act like it.

This made me overthink my packing. Maybe I should pack something more elegant. Then they might think I'm trying too hard. I mean, I did pack one dress just in case. It is a little over the top but it's the only nice one I have.

A knock came from my door and my heart started pounding. I left my room and went to open the front door. Veronica stood there with a smile and sunglasses. "Good morning, love," I smiled too as I moved to the side. She came in and I closed the door behind me.

I watched as she looked around and I started scratching the back of my head out of nervousness. I mean I always keep my apartment clean. It's nice and tidy and homey. It's just she's probably used to mansions and penthouse and-

"I love your home," she said before I could finish my thought. She had her hands behind her back while looking over everything with a small smile.

"Thank you," I said quietly as I went back to my room and zipped up my suitcase. I stopped to check myself in the mirror. Veronica said that we are traveling by car and it's going to take up the whole day. According to her, we won't get there til about midnight. So I thought there's no point in trying to impress anyone with my outfit if everyone's going to be asleep when we get there. So I just decided on wearing some leggings and a sweatshirt. The worst feeling is wearing something uncomfortable during a long car ride.

I looked up to see Veronica smiling at me from the doorway. "It's cute," I narrowed my eyes at her in a playful manner.

"What is?" She walked towards me and wrapped her arms around my waist while looking at me through the mirror.

"How scared you are," I chuckled softly and she kissed my cheek. "You're going to be fine. My family may be an ass to me but when it comes to the outside world, they are as perfect as can be," I snorted.

"So they're fake,"

"Absolutely," I groaned, causing her to laugh. She turned me around to face her and held the sides of my face. "It's going to be alright. I promise. And besides," she put her hands back around my waist and brought me closer into her. "I'll be right next to you the entire time," I looked up at her.

"Promise?" she smiled and nodded. She leaned down and planted her lips on mine. I've gotten used to her kissing me and I really enjoy it. Her hands started to move down to my ass as she slowly walked me backwards. She laid me down on the bed without breaking the kiss. Her lips went down to my neck and a moan passed my lips. It wasn't until that certain shock went through my body, that I realized for some reason, I felt guilt lay inside of me.

I swallowed the lump in the back of my throat and forced a laugh. "I think we should get going," she hummed in response and kissed down my neck. Her hands started traveling up my sweatshirt and her cold hands made me flinch.

"We have more than enough time," she whispered. When I felt her hand at the hem of my bra my brain started to panic.

"Come on, I'm dying to meet these people you have so much hatred for," I said through a forced tone of joy. I somehow flipped her over to where I was sitting on top of her. She looked me over while biting her bottom lip and sighed.

"Fine. But we will be finishing this tonight," I nodded with a smile and she rolled me back over and deeply kissed me. If it wasn't for me pulling away with a smile, she would have kept going.

I watched as she picked up my suitcase and looked at me. "You got everything?" I looked around my room, knowing damn well I'm forgetting something.

"I guess so. Let's go,"

******

Before we started to leave the state, Veronica told me she had to stop by her sister's business to make sure she's heading out. When she got out of the car, it dawned to me that her sister lives here. And she has her own f*****g building! Which just adds to the excitement of meeting her rich and important family. I mean, I don't just want to call her rich, no doubt she probably is, but more of she's successful. If she's anything like Veronica, she most definitely made a name for herself, by herself. And I mean no s**t, I knew her sister lived here, it just didn't occur to me that you know. Hell I don't even know. My brain doesn't process things right.

Whenever I had looked around to see where we were at, I didn't really see anything. There were a few restaurants every here and there, but Veronica didn't walk towards any of them. This area does seem vaguely familiar, but I do know I've never been over here.

When she got back in the car I finally decided to ask the question that I should have asked before I even agreed to go with her. "So, where are we going?" I watched as she smiled and started her car. I had made myself some hot cocoa before I left the house.

"California," and I damn near spit it out when she said that. I looked at her wide-eyed.

"I'm pretty sure that's going to take more than a few hours,"

"40, to be exact," I didn't say anything but instead bit my bottom lip and slowly nodded my head. She started laughing and put her hand on my thigh. "Don't worry, love. It's just going to be you, me, and the road. Plus, we'll have plenty of time to get to know one another," I didn't know what to say so I just smiled and agreed with her.

Truth be told, I can't stand to be in a small confined space with any for more than six hours. The last time I went on a trip with some of my close friends back home, I wanted to rip their throats out after two days of being in a hotel with them. Now, imagine what 40 hours in a car with one person is going to be like.

As she started driving, I emailed all my professors to send me the work we're going to be doing on Monday and Tuesday. It's Saturday morning at the moment so hopefully I'll be back within five days.

******

There's literally no point in prolonging the entire trip. I doubt any of you want to sit there and listen to how an entire 40 hours of a car ride went. Grant it, I did last longer than six hours before I started to get annoyed. Honestly, it wasn't that bad. When the sun started to leave us, we had stopped at a hotel.

We shared a bed and I could just feel and sense how much she wanted to touch me. And I wanted to do the same. But I couldn't. There was this feeling in my stomach that started to ache everytime I even thought about being physical with her.

She didn't seem to mind though, and I thank her for that. I do think she could sense that I was somehow avoiding her. That night whenever she climbed on top of me, I used the excuse that I was tired. I thought that would be a good excuse seeing as I stayed up with her the entire ride to talk to her.

The next morning though, I could see how frustrated she was. Maybe she woke up on the wrong side, or she wasn't looking forward to the drive. Either way, I could see how upset she was.

One thing I have always hated about myself is how I would go lengths to make someone feel better. Even if it comes at my own expense.

So when I tell you that I had asked Veronica to join me in the shower that morning, I didn't really want her in there with me. But when I saw her smile I knew I had made her feel better.

She got into the shower with me, I was facing away from her. I could feel her eyes on me and all I wanted to do was shrink into the drain. I slightly jumped when I felt her arms wrap around my waist.

Her front was pressed up against my back and her nose was buried between my neck. She started to slowly kiss my neck and I sighed in content once I felt her bite down. It wasn't until I felt her tongue against my skin that the memory came back.

A small moan slipped my mouth as I could feel her hands against my stomach, her lips on my skin, her breast touching my back. Her breathing tickled me making a small smile form on my lips. But it was when she bit my ear that realization hit.

I was thinking about Venessa the entire time.

Guilt filled me as her hands started to move down between my legs. "I'm not ready," the words pushed out my mouth before I could comprehend what they were. She paused for a second then removed herself from me. "I'm sorry," I said just above a whisper. Guilt filling my insides.

"There's nothing to be sorry about, love. When you're ready, I'll be right here," I started to turn around to face her but she stopped me. "If you turn around I won't be able to stop myself," she kissed my cheek. "Come on, let's hurry up. We still have a long way to go,"

That was really the only simi-awkward moment of the trip. We didn't really talk the rest of the way, except some small talk every here and there and when we stopped to get something to eat.

It wasn't a bad silence, but it wasn't good either. She did seem to be in a better mood than she was this morning so I guess that's good.

About time we made it to her family's house it was one in the morning. I helped her carry some stuff in and I couldn't help but be at awe, but also feel intimidated, at how beautiful the house was.

It was f*****g huge.

I didn't really have the energy in me though to say anything because I was too tired. Veronica noticed and decided to be overdramatic and carried me upstairs. I couldn't help but giggle the entire way, making her laugh.

She laid me down on a bed and tucked me in. "You coming," I asked as she started to walk away.

"Yeah, I'm just going to go get our stuff. But you get some sleep," she came back over to me and kissed my forehead. "Tomorrow is going to be one hell of a day,"