Alice Cove

CHAPTER SEVEN

7.

The next few days were business as usual in the office, we were slowing but still no where near out of the busy season.

“Alice Cove Caravan Park this is Candice, how may I help?” Candy answered the phone as I manned the front desk, but no one was in, everyone had been checked in and out for the day. The only way anyone would come in is if they were checking out earlier than expected.

“No sorry, no one named Melody is here at the park, we do have an Elody that works here,” I whipped my head around as she said my name, “no, that’s not her last name.”

I gave her a confused look and she shrugged at me.

“I’m not at liberty to give out an employees last name, but I can assure you that’s not it,” she said, “may I ask who you are? Maybe Elody will recognise the name when she comes back into the office.”

Candy’s face also had a confused look on it now.

“Okay, no worries, have a-“ instead of finishing her sentence she looked at her phone, and then placed it back on the receiver.

“He hung up on me,” she shrugged, “that was weird.”

“Who was that?” I asked, panic rising, but I tried not to show it.

“I tried to ask but he didn’t want to say, that’s when he hung up on me.”

“So weird,” I tried not to ask too many questions.

But Candy didn’t stop anyway, “I think he thought you were a Melody, not Elody,” she said.

I laughed, “must’ve been someone who stayed here then.”

“Melody Christiansen he said.”

My throat hitched, “weird.”

I turned back to my computer.

I tried to finish what left of my work I could, it took about 10 minutes, and then I got up and went into Darlene’s office.

“Hey Darls?” I hung on the door frame.

She looked up at her computer expectantly.

“Do you mind if I shoot out early? I’m not feeling the best,” I held onto my stomach.

She looked at her watch, it was only 45 mins til I knocked off.

She thought for a minute then said, “go ahead.”

“Cool thanks,” I left her office and grabbed my keys before leaving the office.

“Bludger,” Candy called after me.

I almost ran back to my van, unlocking it and climbing straight in and onto my bed, grabbing my phone out of my pocket I dialled a number I hadn’t in a while.

“Mum?” I asked as she answered the phone.

“Oh El, I thought that was you, how have you been? We’ve missed you so much. Dad isn’t home right now,” she started, I almost thought she wouldn’t stop.

“I’m good mum, how have you been? Sorry I haven’t called.”

“It’s okay hon, we know you have your reasons, your brother lives around the corner and we barely hear from him,” she laughed, “and it’s summer. It must be busy!”

“It is,” I nodded, not that she knew that, “hey listen. I have something I need to ask.

“What’s that dear?” Even though she most likely knew.

“Jackson is still in prison right?” I asked.

“As far as we know,” she mused, “and you know your father. He checks up online every day.”

“Okay cool, just someone called here today asking for Melody, I kind of freaked out. And I’ve been having dreams again.”

“Oh honey, it’s probably someone that use to holiday with us or something, we still get people messaging us asking if we’re going down this year. Even though we’ve been telling them every year we’ve given up.”

She was right. Maybe they were asking for someone staying at the park.

“Okay thanks mum, I guess I overreacted,” I sighed.

“It was so nice to hear from you though baby. I hope one day you’ll be able to come home.”

“Me too, I love you.”

“We love you too,” and with that she hung up.

I sat on my bed for a moment, trying to calm myself down. Jackson was in prison, there was no way he could be out of prison, his parole wasn’t even for another couple years, let alone make that call. There could be a lot of people wanting to make that call. I had been coming here as Melody Christiansen for 20 years.

I knew one thing that would help. Not beer, I needed rum. I got up and went into the pantry and got out the rum. I went out and sat out on the couch, sipping my rum and bringing the bottle with me. I thought about turning on the tv but I couldn’t pick myself up to do it, I was just staring into space.

It didn’t take long until I had gotten through a decent amount of that bottle and could barely stay awake…

Flashback.

I woke up in my new bed in my new home. I looked to the side, behind the sheer cream curtains I could see the blue sky and our backyard, it was so green.

I turned over and I could see my beautiful boyfriend laying there asleep, facing me. Jackson was beautiful, he was 10 years older than me at 30. So the silver coming through in his beard made him so distinguished. He had chocolate hair that he always had to pull off his face. He was tanned and muscular, every time he moved you could see his muscles flex. You’d hope so since he did have a gym empire, a gym empire that paid for this house.

And then his eyes fluttered open, through thick lashes I saw his sleepy, piercing green eyes.

“Morning beautiful,” he said to me, turning to his back and rubbing his eyes.

“Morning,” I said, sitting up.

“No, no, no,” he pulled me down and onto him, “we can’t get up yet.”

“You can’t, but I can. Let me make you breakfast in my new kitchen,” I tapped on his chest.

“Your new kitchen?” He countered.

I laughed, “well who actually cooks?”

“Fair point,” he played with my hair through his fingers.

“Let me up,” I pushed myself up, it was harder with this bump forming.

I met Jackson through his gym, I was preparing to be an athlete, but that’s out the window now.

As I moved away Jackson grabbed my arm hard, I was surprised, and gasped as I turned back to him.

“Love you baby,” he pulled me back down and kissed me.

I smiled through his kiss, then left to go to the kitchen, rubbing my arm as Jackson grabbed me a little too hard.

I woke up, not as alarmed as the last time. I had dreamt the first dream a few times since, but this was a new one. It was like watching a movie, that wasn’t my life anymore. It was someone else’s. If it was on Netflix I’d skip right past it, I wouldn’t even watch the trailer. I looked at the time and it was midnight, I had been asleep for a while.

I checked my phone and saw a bunch of messages from Candy seeing if I was alright, and from Josh, who Candy must have told I went home sick.

I got up to go back to bed and that’s when I noticed my bed was occupied.

Josh.

I put my glass in the sink and then crept onto the bed, climbing up Josh. It was weird to see him in my bed after dreaming of waking up to my ex instead.

Josh stirred underneath me, not waking. I blew slightly on his ear, making him flinch and wipe his face. I grabbed his hand and his eyes blinked open.

“Elody,” he croaked in a groggy voice.

“What are you doing here?” I whispered.

He looked around, realising where he was.

I laid my chest down on him and wrapped him up in my arms.

“I came to check on you, Candy said you weren’t feeling well,” he began, “then I found you on the couch and you were all hot, tossing and turning, so I let you sleep.”

“You’re so sweet,” I kissed his chest where my head laid. I never knew anyone so caring.

He wrapped his arms around me, “are you feeling alright.”

“Yeah,” I angled my face up and we kissed. He went to peck me but I kissed him again, leaving my lips there, I needed to rid my mind of Jackson.

He realised what I was doing and held onto my face, opening his lips for my tongue to meet his. I moved my hands to his ears and he rolled over, causing me to be under him.

He rested his forearms on either side of my head and kissed me more, we barely even went up for air. I wrapped my legs around Josh’s waist and held onto his biceps.

After a few minutes Josh flipped me back around like a rag doll to be rested on top of him. I pulled off my shirt and leant down and kissed him passionately again. Josh rested his hands on my head as I kissed his bottom lip, then his neck, his collar bone, his chest, his torso, until I got to the top of his pants. I undid the button on his shorts and pulled them off of him as he lifted his hips. He was commando. And he was already hard, I looked at his specimen before licking the shaft them sucking on the tip as I looked back up at Josh.

“Ah f**k El,” he moaned, breaking the stare and dropping his head back looking at the ceiling as hands combed through his hair in frustration.

My mouth took him in, licking and sucking on his shaft as I went back and forth, back and forth, picking up speed.

It wasn’t long until, for once, Josh was the one writhing underneath me, unable to handle me.

“Elody,” he whispered so seductively.

He grabbed onto my shoulders and I stopped, realising his member and looking up at him.

He pulled me up to him and kissed me again. This time fiercely, like he needed me over wanting me. Lust in his eyes as I looked down at him.

We kissed some more as he leant down and pulled my shorts off of me.

He then grabbed my hips and pulled me up higher.

With my heels on his shoulder I rested my knees against the pillow on either side of josh as he pulls my underwear to the side and pushed his head up in into my s*x. I buckle under the first touch. He ran his nose against my slit followed my his tongue swirling against my numb and I bucked again. Josh held onto my ass with both hands holding me in place as he got to work. I bounced against his face, holding the shelves above me til I couldn’t hold on any longer.

“Oh f**k,” I almost yell as I reached my climax.

When josh let me go I fell back onto him, my chest heaving, but there was no time to waste, Josh sat up, picking me up once again and sat me on him, his member sliding straight inside me. I pushed my face into the crook of his neck and wrapped my arms around him and started to bounce once again. He pulled my hair off my shoulder to one side and rested his neck on my shoulder, wrapping his arms around my waist helping me move faster.

Less than five minutes later I could feel Josh was ready to blow, his pace quickened as he pushed me up and down until I could feel and hear him grunting into my neck and then he came to a complete stop. I sat on him for a while longer until he was completely released. I felt him I slump underneath me, I kissed his shoulder then got up to go to the bathroom.

“That was something,” Josh was lost for words as I came out of the bathroom, laying back down on the bed.

“Yeah,” I leant down and kissed him, but before he could pull me down I moved away.

“I need to shower before I go back to bed.” I declared, going towards my drawers to grab some stuff.

“I’ll be here,” josh said rolling back over.

I got into the shower in the ablution block and cleaned myself up. The water was super hot still and I laid my forehead against the tiles and let the water wash over me. My mind went back over recent events with Josh, the kissing, the f*****g, I let my body tingle all over once again as I relived it, even the beautiful pain between my legs, then it went dark, the face in front of me wasn’t Josh’s, it was Jackson. The face he made when he’d hate f**k me slapped me back to reality.

A single tear fell from my eye at the thought and I forced the image out of my mind as I swiped the tear away. I turned the water off and quickly got dressed, feeling the need to get back to Josh as soon as I could.