Woody and Yale Falling Under

Chapter Ten

Yale's Point of View

My eyelids lifted slowly, I felt the brightness of the morning hover above it as it fluttered like a butterfly ready to fully emerge from its slumber. They were tired and heavy as I felt the sinking feeling of my heart at the notice of him laying beside me.

I breathed slowly, unfamiliar with this, him being here, him and I sharing a bed like we were still in love. We weren't. I wasn't. I want him to get the f**k out.

It had been months since I had woken up to him beside me, he had always left early for work or was waking up to his mistress in the morning. So, why was he here, and more importantly why did I want to wake up to Woody instead.

Am I losing my mind, I mean...

Did I? Or was I just furious at Chad for giving another woman the things he couldn't give me, this version of him...vulnerable.

I swallowed as I stared at him for a moment. My shimmering eyes watched his chest move up and down as he breathed peacefully, while I scrunched up the covers, bringing it to my face to cover it only leaving my eyes open like windows on a summers day. The sun layered over his half naked body as it brought warmness to the contours of his muscles and blondness of his messy but glossy bed hair.

I wasn't in love with him.

My eyes became soft, but I surly did still love him, through black and blue, through everything. I'm a f*****g i***t.

I exhaled deeply and then rotated my body to face the opposite direction, biting the inside of my cheek like I was nervous and confused,

No...I was disgusted at how I could still love him.

This was truly f****d up, I knew this but-

My thoughts got interrupted as I felt his hand gently glide up my thigh pulling my silk nighty up with his touch and then he rested his hand in the dip of my waist.

My heart stopped, I forgot how to breathe. 

I hate Chad.

"Morning." I heard his rough voice mumble from behind me, but I didn't say anything for a few seconds as I gathered my thoughts.

"Why are you here?" I asked nervously.

"In our bed?" He responded as if I was stupid and then unstuck his hand from my body as he rolled over to lay on his back while I slowly rotated myself to face him again, laying on my side as the pillow supported my head.

"You know what I mean." I looked up at the side of his face and then he looked at me.

"You're annoying me Yale. Get up. I'm hungry." He smirked while stretching as I continued to stare at him blankly.

"I'm not her." I spat out my words "You want breakfast? You woke up in the wrong bed." I gave him a dirty look and then he laughed as if I was amusing while he ran his fingers through his hair to neaten it as then shifted himself to lay on his side, fully facing me.

"You're right baby. You're not her." He grabbed my neck pulling me closer to him as his fingers dug into the nape of my neck while his thumb pressed against my cheek. My whole body followed as I was now closer to him.

He licked his lips.

"She's attentive and obedient. She's sexy and she worships me." He whispered and then stared into my eyes as I could hear myself breathing.

"But you," He swallowed "You're a b***h. A b***h I cant live without. A b***h that puts up a fight, with you I feel like I work for it. You challenge me and you give me just the right amount of weakness and power." He smirked as I felt his breath melt over my lips. "When I f**k you I c*m like I don't c*m with any other b***h. Only you can make me feel like that." He spoke as I swallowed feeling confused, I wanted to push him away but a part of me didn't.

Apart me liked how he made me feel like I was special, in the most sickening way.

Like I was wanted, like I was somebody worthy of affection and admiration,

He had ways of making the broken China plate that I was feel like it was glued back together before he shattered my again into a million pieces,

I knew this, the cycle. But I couldn't leave,

I love him.

I felt his soft pink lips touch mine gently as my lips slowly parted themselves for him. He was cautious as I felt him begin to smoothly shuffle his lips with mine.

I-

Yale, don't do it.

I felt his hand push my shoulder back to have me lay flat on the surface of our mattress as he kept his mouth to mine. I felt his hand slide up my thigh as I slightly opened my legs feeling his kisses move from my lips onto the skin of my neck and then he shoved two fingers into me, trusting hard as my mouth gaped open. I dug my nails into his upper arm.

I moaned loudly as he trusted in and out of me while I could feel him smiling against my skin.

"You want me baby?" He asked but I didn't answer as I felt the motion of him inside of me. I gripped his arm tighter.

I should stop.

He licked his lips and then pulled his fingers out of me as he pulled off his jockey and then I felt him pull me over to sit on top of him in such a quick swift movement.

I swallowed.

I felt him enter me as I slowly lowered myself down onto him feeling the pain creep up inside of me and then I moaned as he placed both his hands on my hips pushing me down onto him as he forced me to take in all of him. I screamed with pleasure as I felt him inside of me.

I looked down at him with bedroom gloomily eyes as I saw Woody staring up at me.

Dark messy hair, hazel eyes, perfect teeth and I could smell his cologne. Chads hands became his. I gasped.

Shit,

I opened my eyes widely as if to rid myself from this illusion as my heart began to drum in my chest. I noticed Chad smirking.

He than began to rock me back and forth rapidly as my tightness wrapped around his thickness.

Oh my god. I'm still seeing Woody. I'm feeling Woody. I'm losing it. I began to freak out internally as I still felt Chad's bigness still inside of me.

I gulped  feeling the motion of my body giving and receiving pleasure.

I let out a moan as I felt Chads hands grip me tightly...

I swallowed and then closed my eyes, giving up the fight.

I'm going to hell for this.

I felt Woody's hands on my sides as I lowered myself down to kiss his lips. I bit his bottom lip, tugging it between my teeth as pull it towards me forcing him to lift his body up to sit upright. He pressed his back against the headboard as I stayed on top of him. I felt Woodys lips kiss the surface of my neck before I pulled back to pull off the silk nighty from my bra-less top half and then tossed it to the side to have its scrunched up mess kiss the floor.

I then began to bounce on top of him feeling Woody slide in and out of me as I moaned louder and louder. His d**k felt so good as I gripped onto his broad shoulders and brought my mouth to his ear, flipping my loose locks over to the other side of my head.

"Oh God!" I screamed as he began to pump as I felt more of him pushing deeper into me as I let go of his shoulders and flipped my hair back, my head tilted up as I brought my breasts to his face while he dug his hands into each cheek of my ass as he pressed down onto it. I felt his mouth cup my left breast as he began to suck on my sensitive skin sending chills down my spine. I gripped Woodys dark straight hair as I pressed his head deeper into my breast as he sucked harder and then I let out a moan "Oh my God! Wo..." I almost moaned his name aloud as I caught myself just in time.

"Wow!" I swallowed as I felt a rush travel throughout my body, leaking all of my bliss onto his shaft as I felt him f**k me harder and then explode inside of me, releasing his c*m. I felt Woody pulsate inside of my warmness as he slowed down and then breathed before kissing my breast, sucking it a little before I pulled his head up by his hair to kiss his lips with my eyes still closed as we both panted out of breath.

I'm going to hell.

I opened my eyes to see Chad as he looked up at me. "That was the best s*x we've ever had." He said licking his lips as I swallowed feeling reality set in as I had come to my senses and realized that I'm a shitty person.

I just had s*x with Woody in my head, 

And I liked it.

I like him.

I gently lifted myself off from Chad feeling him slide out of me. I tied my hair up with the hair tie I had on my bedside table.

And then we heard a knock on our front door.

Woody's Point of View

I stood at her front door with this f*****g gift in my hand, looking like a complete f*****g i***t. I had never in my life bought anything for a kid before but I felt obligated to for some reason, even though she didn't tell me that she was having a baby shower yesterday.

When Denver and I had left the police department yesterday, I had overheard Johns colleagues talking about how he was off from work because he had to attend his daughters baby shower.

And now I'm f*****g standing here with this f*****g gift.

This is very out of character for me, and she didn't even invite me.

Why the f**k am I here? I mean we're friends, but maybe doing this is a little forward. If she wanted me at her baby shower she would have invited me, maybe we not cool like that, or maybe she doesn't want me around Chad.

Fuck. I should leave. This is stupid.

I shook my head and then exhaled as I tossed the gift aside, the box flew onto the green grass of her lawn, stumbling before it finally settled while my feet had dragged me down the path that lead to where my car was parked.

I pushed a button on my keys to have it unlock as I reached for the handle to pull my door open and then I paused before scratching the back of my neck.

Its just a gift, I can just drop it off and go. Why the f**k am I overthinking this, its not a big deal.

I can drop it and then I can go. I need to go soon anyway. I have a coke drop.

I glanced at my Rolex.

And I'm f*****g late, I looked at the time.

Five minutes, I gave myself a time limit.

I rotated my body as I jogged across her lawn to retrieve the gift and then I confidently walked up to her front door and knocked firmly as I stood there waiting like an i***t.

I cleared my throat as I adjusted my black Nike hoodie, puffing up the hood in order to look more presentable as I stood boldly on her porch taking a deep breath in.

I slightly pressed my nose down in the direction of my shoulder and inhaled the air that stuck to my body in order to smell if I still smelt good, and I did,

I sniffed again and then the front door swung open.

She was wearing a cream silk robe that was floor length and her hair was tied up and messy. She's f*****g stunning. Her eyes like a hawk as she quickly stepped out and lightly closed the door behind her forcing me to take a step back.

I c****d my head back, smirked and then licked my lower lip as I nodded at her.

"Good morn-" I tried to greet her and then she panicked as she pressed her hand against my chest.

"Okay, girl." I said flirtatiously at the fact that she was touching me.

"Oh my god! You cant be here! You need to leave right now!" She screamed in a whisper and then lifted her hand from my chest as I used my free hand to tuck a loose tentacle like strand of her hair behind her ear and then she pushed my hand away from her face as she literally began to push me back down the pathway that lead to my car. I laughed.

"Oh my god Woody! What!? Why!? Oh my god!" She was stressed as I walked backwards still facing her with a light playful smile on my face.

"Yo, chill I just wanted to bring you this gift. I mean we're friends right? So why the f**k wasn't I invited?" I shrugged as she pushed me further and then I handed her the gift "Shhh!" she shushed me as I whispered "Okay, f**k! I'm going! I'm going!" I said as she constantly looked back at the door to see if anyone was coming.

Chad.

"I'll call you later, now get in your car!" She pushed me up against my car door and I kinda liked that. I smirked.

"Mmmm." I looked at her up and down as I couldn't wipe the flirtation off my lips. I really should stop playing with her like this,

One of us might take it seriously.

And by one of us, I mean me.

"You better call me later, you need to explain what the f**k is going on." I smiled but I was serious and then I caught a small smile that dangled on her lips.

But then I remembered and changed my mind by saying.

"Nah wait, I'll call you rather. I'm going to have a busy day today. Give me your actual phone number." I demanded before I opened my car door, and then I glanced up to see him standing in the doorframe, my vision shifting from her to see past her.

"Yale!" he yelled as the look on her face was pure terror, this girl looked as if she had just seen a ghost.

Chad.

I stared at him. Tall, blonde and kinda...a pretty boy? I didn't think pretty boy was her type. He looked as if he worked at a church and handed out flyers on the weekend to promote his gospel rap career. And don't get me wrong I'm a believer. I mean I've been through too much s**t in my life not to be.

I'm hood, sell drugs and like guns...but I was raised to be a gentleman by my grandma who is super religious so I got some God in me but homeboy really look like he been grinding on that gospel rap.

"I don't have a phone. I'll call you. Don't call Chads number." She said softly as I nodded and then she turned around.

"Yeah?" She answered sweetly.

"Who the f**k is that?" he asked her as he stepped outside while I laughed internally. Church boy got mouth.

But he should come correct before he approach me, he better not play.

I'll beat the f**k outta this boy.

"He's just-" She spoke and then I cut her off before she glared at me as I stepped passed her to approach him.

"Yo, I'm Quinton." I grimed at him "And I don't like your f*****g tone man. You need to f*****g relax, because you don't wanna see me switch up." I felt the rage dance in my veins as I heard her whisper from behind me.

"Please."

I narrowed my eyes and then watched church boy walk down towards me like he was all high and mighty. I will knock his b***h ass out.

He came walking towards me in full force. Cute.

"Nah bro, I-" I saw red in his eyes. We were about to fight but I had to defuse this, if I didn't...she wouldn't talk to me again.

I knew that. I hated that. I swallowed my pride as I clenched my jaw.

"Nah, look I came to drop off my girlfriends moms friends gift. She couldn't make it to the baby shower." I nodded. "I don't have time for this bullshit right now. Y'all got the gift. I have places to be." I glared at him but he didn't say a word as I rotated myself to leave and then he spoke to her. 

"Get in the f*****g house." he said seriously and that had pissed me the f**k off, the way he spoke to her. I honestly wanted to turn around, walk up to him and punch him in the face...

but I cant get involved, its not my place.

I relaxed my hand because I had noticed how clenched my fist was.

I looked at her face as she nodded at him like a good little girl,

I had never seen her be so submissive before. She's fire and sass. What the f**k is this? Who the f**k is this?

I narrowed my eyes at her as I brushed past her to reach my car and then said "Control your boy, next time I'm not going to shut the f**k up. He don't know who the f**k I am. I will kill him. Call me later." I said only for her ears to hear and then I climbed into my car and watched her follow him inside of their house.

She looked back at me for a moment as she clutched her gown tightly and then I exhaled deeply and sped off down the road.

Her and I, we gotta talk.