Between Brothers

Revenge

Christopher

Kayleigh hasn’t spoken to me since she walked in on me beating the s**t out of Daniel. She left to be with her mother. I have half a mind to send the divorce papers there but that won’t bode well, and I still care about her. Kind of.

This apartment seems so empty and I haven’t really seen Tara, the whole reason I’m in this hell hole of a town. She’s been with Julian and while I can appreciate her trying to be in an open relationship with each of us, I f*****g hate it. I sent her a text asking her to come into work so she can look over the financials and surprisingly she agreed. 

There’s a soft knock on my office door and in walks the infamous Tara. She’s wearing a pinstripe wrap dress, it’s like she’s a present just for me. Her full pouty lips are painted with red lipstick, her flawless skin on display for all to see and it causes a surge of jealousy to spread through me like wildfire. 

“Christopher,” She whispers approaching my desk.

“Hello Beautiful,” I say watching her. She sits across from me and crosses her legs, my thoughts immediately go to wondering if she’s wearing any panties. I snigger at the thought, she’s a marvel.

“Let me see these documents so I can fix it, you big i***t. How are you going to hire people to work for you but let them steal from you? I thought you were better than that” She scoffs. She’s right though, I’ve never been one to let people steal from so why start now? 

“I’m not letting them! With the new mergers and other distractions I’ve been inattentive to them stealing from me.”

“Doesn’t seem like you” She snorts, grabbing the folder off my desk and reading it. 

The silence in the air is unsettling, causing my skin to crawl with regret. 

The regret of the night I had to leave, a thought I try to leave in the past. 

“Happy Birthday Baby” I say to her as she climbs out of the shower, her frizzy hair wet and dripping everywhere. She stares at me and smiles, she hasn’t been herself for the past few weeks. I’m starting to worry that she doesn’t want to be with me anymore. 

“Thank you Christopher. You’re up bright and early” She says, wrapping the towel around herself and brushing her teeth. I stared at her because there’s definitely something off, something wrong. She seems fuller, growing more sensitive to the words I say. I’ve been distant, always at work and trying to get clarity of what this means. I wanted to make this day special, this a day to remember. I planned everything from start to finish, I want this to be a surprise but I know she’ll figure it out. 

“Get dressed, we have a busy day ahead” She c***s her head to the side and looks at me, like I’ve said something strange. 

“What we are going out, it’s your birthday and I want to make it perfect for my girlfriend”

“I’m your girlfriend now? When did that happen?” She says, grinning like a madwoman. Didn't she know the moment she accepted my apology she was mine? Didn’t she know that my heart beat for her and only her?

“Yes, you’re MY girlfriend now. Is that not something you want?” I wait patiently for a response, panic slowly filling me as I start to wonder. Did she want to be with me? Did she hate me now? As if she’s reading my mind, she cupped my face and kissed me. Pulling from my thoughts, Her smile is all I needed. Her smile told me what I needed to know but her words offered the console I desperately wanted. 

“Christopher, you are the only person I know that acts like a tough ass but deep down you’re a teddy bear. Yes, I want to be your girlfriend. I love you asshat,” she lovingly rubbed my cheek and went to get dressed. 

A white sundress with yellow sunflowers printed on it and a sweater with yellow converse sneakers. Her outfit of choice and she looked beautiful, glowing even. I took her to lunch and let her drag me around the mall as she bought whatever she wanted, but the real present was waiting for the sun to go down. 

If the lights and music didn’t tell her what we were doing then the crowds of people definitely did, We went to the carnival. I heard it was in town and Julian’s little sister was working it, gave us tickets and I wanted to take my girl. Her eyes lit up like the fourth of July as I parked the truck, rushing to her side to let her out. 

I wanted this to feel like a real date, A date to make our mark.

“Oh Christopher! You spoil me” She says, holding my hand and dragging me to the gate. I chuckle and shake my head, being sure to keep up. 

We spent the night getting on rides, eating popcorn, cotton candy, funnel cake, ice cream, winning prizes and losing money. The smile on her beautiful face was the real prize, the laughter she shared is what I wanted. 

The last event was the ferris wheel, the kind that had booths instead of just seats. We took our seats and slowly rocked our way to the top of the world, where we could see the whole city. The moon and stars sparkle in her eyes. 

“Did you enjoy today?” I ask nervous because I might’ve missed an important step. 

“Yep! Lots of fun but there’s something missing” She replied, climbing over and straddling my lap. Warmth of her p***y grinding against my jean-covered c**k, causing it to twitch with excitement. She kissed me, slipping her tongue into my mouth as she rolled her hips. My hands sliding up her thick thighs and gripping like my life depended on it. 

“I wonder what was missing” I moaned into her mouth, hoping for a response. I didn’t get a verbal but instead the buckle and zipper of my jeans being undone and her warm hands fishing for my c**k. She took full control, stroking my c**k in her hands and preparing me for her pleasure. She impaled herself onto me and I almost lost it. 

Her whimpers in my ear as her tight walls clamped down onto me, milking me for all it’s worth. The way she rode me was different from before, more needy and desperate, more needed. I let her do to me as she pleased, using me for her own complete pleasure. I place my hands on her hips, holding her in place. I slowly start to meet her rhythm, pumping into her. The ride starts to move and I need to c*m, I need to finish this. An ethereal moan escaped her lips as she crashed down onto me, her head resting on my shoulder. 

Her skin glistened with sweat in the cool night air, she climbed off and sat across from me. Smiling like she’s just won the best prize of the night, I’m still semi-hard but I will live. Something tells me this night is far from over. 

The ride home was quiet, giving me time to think. Think about how much this insane woman means to me, think about how much I’ve realized I love her, think about how I can put those words together and tell them to her. I glanced at her a few times but she stared out of the window lost in thought herself, I wonder what’s going through her beautiful head?

Went into the house and watched Cruel Intentions, one of her favorites. She fell asleep before the best part, the end. I laid in bed staring at the ceiling, wondering if I’ll even have the courage to tell her I love her to her face? Probably not. 

There’s a erratic knock on the door that pulls me from my thoughts, who the f**k is it? I check on her and she’s still asleep, I better go answer this before they wake her. She’s very temperamental about her sleep, I’ve been hit with various objects for interrupting.

“Who the f**k is it…” When I open the door, my eyes land on Gloria. To say I was surprised would be a lie, I knew she was coming, just didn’t know when. 

“I think we need to have a little conversation in private, dear,” She says, pursing her lips. I could smell the wine pouring off her, like a rancid perfume of old grapes. 

I step out of the door and off to the side where we can talk and not wake up Tara. 

“What do you want Gloria? I’m not really up for eating your p***y right now” I say, pulling a cigarette out of my pocket and lighting it. Intentionally blowing the smoke in her direction, knowing how much it annoyed her when I smoked.

“I’m not here for that but I do want to warn you, if you don’t leave my daughter alone you both will suffer,” She says, eyes sparkling in the moonlight. Disaster was written all over her face, the crazed look she was wearing sends a shiver up my spine. 

This. b***h. Is. Crazy!

“I don’t take kindly to idle threats Gloria, there’s nothing you can do to me that I give a f**k about,” I say, taking a drag on my cigarette. The smoke filling my chest and warming me up, the bitter cold in the air should’ve been a sign. She looks at me and smiles, she smiles like she’s won the battle. She reaches in her handbag and pulls out a revolver, should’ve known she’d have something up her devious sleeve.

“Does this look idle, Chrissy? I mean it. I will kill her and you if you don’t leave tonight”

“Leave? Tonight?”

“Well, I can’t have you sticking around now can I? You would break up with her but surely sticking around means there’s a chance, there's a chance you’d stick around for her. I see how much you love her in the way you look at her, you never looked at me that way?” She whines. 

“No f*****g duh Gloria, you’re f*****g married.”

“And you used me. You used me to get to her, didn’t you?”

“You know that’s not true. I started f*****g you before I even noticed her, I was rebelling against my parents. You were lonely, at the time we made each other feel better. I met Tara and no longer wanted that with you. So I broke it off, you’re insane to think I’d go back”

“Oh honey! I don’t want you back but she doesn’t get to have you either. If I have to lose everything, so will the both of you”

“You take vindictive b***h to a whole new level, you know that?” I say, chuckling as I throw the cigarette away. The light tendrils of smoke swirling around us, adding to this moment, reminding me of what I have to lose. Everything!

“Choose her and die, Choose life and maybe you’ll both live” She c***s the gun and watches me, watching for me to make a mistake. Shoving my hands in my pants pocket, considering my options. What can I do? What can I f*****g do?

“If I leave tonight, you promise she’ll be ok? You won’t hurt her?”

“I cross my heart and hope you die”

“I’ll leave at midnight, I need to get something in order first.” 

“Fine, I’ll give you the next hour. I have a friend who’ll be watching to make sure you do”

She turns on her heels and walks away, lucky I don’t believe in hitting women because I would happily strangle her. 

I pace back and forth, trying to figure out what I should do. Should I tell her I’m leaving? She’d be mad and I wouldn’t want to go, or worse she’d try to go with me. Maybe I can get Julian to keep an eye on her for me, let me know she’s ok. Whipping out my cellphone I send him a quick text, then go back inside. 

Her silhouette illuminated by the moonlight pouring in from the windows, she’s beautiful. I can’t imagine my life without her but I have to ensure her safety, Gloria can’t possibly keep us apart forever. Can she?

I grab all of my paperwork, money and a few articles of clothes. Throwing it into a duffle bag, I glance at her one last time and leave. 

The biggest mistake of my life. 

“Christopher?” She says, raising an eyebrow. Staring at me as something is wrong. “Chrissy, you’ve spaced out. What’s wrong?” 

“What happened after I left?” I ask, staring at her. I heard the story from Gloria, picked up pieces from Julian and Daniel but I wanted to hear it from her. I’m not sure why I needed it to come from her, but I needed her to validate my pain. Validate the frustration I was feeling.

“It doesn’t matter Christopher, that’s the past. You’re back now.”

“But how can we move forward if we don’t work on the past?” I wave her over, pulling her onto my lap. “Baby, I love you. I’ve always loved you, I know I never said it but I always felt it. I know we’re supposed to be happy with this throuple, but I’m not. Rage is all I feel knowing they’ve seen you intimately, it bothers me. I know it bothers Daniel, he’s going crazy.” 

“Fine. I will tell you what happened but only so I never have to talk about it again”

“I can live with that”

“After you left that night, I woke up. Realizing I was alone and you weren’t around. I went home, days passed and you were nowhere to be found. I couldn’t even tell you that I was pregnant, which I knew on my birthday. My mother went ballistic when she found out, calling our baby an abomination. She had them deem me insane, saying I was stalking you and obsessed. The courts did and then she used that to get a court-ordered abortion, I lost the only part of you I had left. I spent months locked away missing the whole school year, only to be set free the following year when she and the doctors deemed me cured. I was cured because I stopped mentioning you, asking for you, wondering what happened. The less of you that existed the better my life became.” 

The pain rolled down her cheeks, causing rage to rise within me. I left her alone to deal with this, I left her to lose everything because I was a coward. Never again, never will I leave her again.

“I stayed under her radar, hung with Julian while I healed from him running me over”

“HE WHAT?!” 

“Oh cool your jets, it was an accident. He made up for it by taking care of me but that’s when things got hairy with him”

“I see,” the only words I can form.

This is all my fault. Not being able to keep my f*****g d**k in my pants, f*****g a crazy woman. I lost her, our baby, our life together, I LOST EVERYTHING.

I promise to get it back. I promise to get her back to being mine, and mine alone.