FROM FEAR TO FOREVER

“Uh harder please I'm almost there oh" the slut moaned as Andrew slammed into her mercilessly she was having a mixture of pain and pleasure. ‎ ‎Andrew picked her up from beneath him, making her stay on all fours; he slammed inside of her, which earned him a loud moan from her; he continued thrusting in and out of her. ‎ ‎when she was about to come he pulled out of her. ‎ ‎"on your knees" he said coldly she eagerly got on her knees already knowing what to do she immediately took his length into her mouth he was too thick and huge she couldn't take all of him she used her hand to massage and suck him. ‎ ‎Andrew wasn't getting the satisfaction he wanted tonight he grabbed her hair and thrust his whole length inside her choking her she held his wrist which was the hand he was using to hold her hair he continued slamming into her giving him the satisfaction he needed. ‎ ‎The girl widened her eyes coughing and pleading with her eyes Andrew ignored her and gave a loud groan he pulled his length from her mouth pouring his c*m on the floor ‎ ‎She coughed violently after she was let go, her eyes were red, her face pale. He threw a wad of cash at her. ‎ ‎"Get out," he said casually. She quickly took the cash and picked her clothes from the floor, not bothering to wear them. He grabbed a cigarette, lit it, and walked over to the window.The city was alive like always, cars moving, lights everywhere, people probably laughing somewhere. After a while, he crushed the cigarette and headed to the bathroom. He had a cold shower to calm his body but it didn't help. When he came out, a towel hung loosely around his waist, water still dripping from his hair, his phone started ringing. He looked at the caller ID and saw it was his grandfather.He already knew the reason for the call. He answered it.“Come to the bureau tomorrow. Eight a.m.” He went straight to the point of no greetings. Andrew scratched the back of his neck. “Grandpa… can we not do this now?” Before he could finish talking, the call ended. Then he threw the phone.It smashed against the wall and dropped to the floor in pieces. “Seriously?” he muttered, pacing around the room. He wasn't ready for marriage and wasn't sure if he would ever be, but they have been betrothed since he was a kid he doesn't even know her. His life has always been controlled by his grandfather since he was a kid he even went as far as betrothing him to a girl against his wish. The worst part is he couldn't refuse because the old man always threatened him with the company. His head started to ache, so he rubbed his temple and closed his eyes. Immediately he fell asleep. “Mom… what did you do…?” “Dad…? Dad, get up…” A small boy was kneeling on the floor, shaking a man who wasn’t moving.“Dad, please…” The boy’s voice started breaking. “Mom… why is he not waking up…?” A woman stood a few steps away, shaking badly. Her hands wouldn’t stay still.“I didn’t mean to…” she kept saying. “I didn’t mean to…”“Then why is he not talking?!” the boy cried. She couldn't come up with an answer. Then the door opened.A man walked in quickly, holding a bag.He looked around once, then frowned. “Eunice, we have to go. Now.”The woman shook her head. “No… I can’t leave him like this…” “He’s dead,” the man said bluntly. “And if you stay here, you’re going to jail.”She froze.“I…” “Theres no time you have to make your decisions now.”She hesitated. Then slowly, she walked toward him. “Wait… I’m coming…” The man grabbed her hand.They turned to leave.“No!” The little boy ran forward and grabbed her leg.“Mom, don’t go!” he cried. “Please! Don’t leave me!” Her face broke.“I’m sorry, Andrew…” she said softly. “I have to go…” She pulled his hands off and started walking away.“No! Mummy!” he screamed, running after them. He grabbed the man’s hand this time. “Please… don’t take her…”The man looked down at him with an emotionless face. Then—Slap. The boy hit the floor hard.Everything went quiet. ****************** Andrew woke up with a sharp gasp, his body covered in sweat. For a moment, he just sat there, trying to calm his breathing. “Damn…” he muttered. He looked down and realized he was still in just a towel. Shaking his head, he reached for the clock beside his bed. 1:53 a.m. Another nightmare. Without thinking too much about it, he got up and headed to the bathroom. A quick shower later, he came out, dried himself, and put on a clean suit. He didn’t feel like staying in the hotel anymore.Grabbing his keys, he left. The drive home was quiet. People always said Andrew was cold. He didn’t mind.It kept people away, and that was exactly how he liked it. He had trusted once before, and it ended badly. He wasn’t going through that again. The gate opened automatically as he pulled into the compound.As he stepped inside, he saw a familiar figure in the living room. “Aunty Jennifer?”She stood up immediately and walked over to him. “You’re back,” she said, pulling him into a hug. “I was worried.” Andrew sighed softly. “Aunty… I’m fine, nothing is going to happen to me.”She pulled back, still looking concerned. “I waited for you. I couldn’t sleep.” He shook his head slightly. “You worry too much.” “Your food is cold,” she said. “Should I warm it for you?” “Aunty, I’m not hungry,” he replied. “Just go and sleep, okay?” She hesitated, then nodded. “Alright… Goodnight, Andrew.” “Goodnight.”He gave a fleeting smile as he turned toward the stairs. He remembered something and paused “The wedding is tomorrow,” he said casually. “Eight a.m.” Aunty Jennifer nodded.“I know… your grandpa already told me “Andrew didn’t say anything else he just continued upstairs. Aunty Jennifer stood there quietly after he left.She had known Andrew since he was a child, she understood him more than anyone else. And that was why she felt uneasy. She didn’t know the girl he was about to marry, but she already felt sorry for her. Andrew wasn't an affectionate person . His past had changed him too much. And deep down, she knew he might never treat that girl the way she deserved. She sighed softly. “I just hope everything goes well…” she whispered. But wasn't even sure of what she said.