EroticReverie

 Abigail 

"Who are those from?! Brett??! Oh my god, he is like SO sweet" Tawny one of the girls in class says as I'm left with an arrangement of two dozen perfect red roses on my desk. 

I bite the corner of my lip, there's no card. But I know exactly who they're from and it's not Brent. 

It's been two months of sneaking around with Brant now, meeting him at work, or skipping school to spend the day with him , while he calls into work to meet me at his parents old house and we spend the entire day having sex, talking, and living in that house like it was ours. 

I know that I was stupid for falling for Brant Jacobs, a married man. He said he was going to leave Celia, but isn't that what they all said? I felt so dumb, but then he always did little things that made me feel like I really was his, and that the promises he made were real. 

Brett saw the roses , and I told him I didn't know who they were from. Which was partially true, as I only had a very strong guess. 

"I find out out who is sending my girl roses, and they're gonna taste the pavement" he says, slinging his arm around my shoulder his other hand reaching for the arrangement and I turn and hold it to me. 

"Don't" I say defensively , knowing he was about to take them and toss them in the next trash can we passed in the hall. 

"Babe, i didnt buy those...I dont want you having them" he says and I roll my eyes. 

"Well then maybe you should buy me some." I say and jerk out of his arm and walk faster.

"You dont even like flowers" he says and jogs a few steps up to me. 

"It's not the point Brett, you never do anything nice for me." I say and he huffs. 

"Didn't know I had to spend money on you for you to love me" he says and I stop and turn and he stops and steps back a step as I glare at him. 

"Not all romantic gestures involve money..so dont make me out to be some high maintanence bitch" I say and turn and he walks after me as I push out the doors to the back of the school and into the lot, and walk to my car. 

"Where are you going?" he asks. 

"I have a doctors appointment" I say and he follows me to my car. 

"babe, cmon dont be mad at me" he says and watches jealously as I open the back door to my car and set the flower in carefully. 

I slam the door. 

"I'm not...im just annoyed...and they're just flowers anyways...so...whatever." I say with and turn and he grabs me and I feel like shurgging him off and pushing him away when he pulls me to him and slips his hand to my face. 

"give me a kiss?" he asks and leans down and I look at him and just roll my eyes. 

"dont be a bitch babe" he says and I push back. 

"then dont be a dick" I bite out and he pushes me into the car and his mouth dips to mine, taking his kiss and I turn my face, but he grabs it, with both hands as he grinds into me and I push at his chest.

"Brett, stop" I say, but he keeps holding my face as I try to turn in. 

"You're my fucking girlfriend...I can kiss you if I want to." he says, and I can hear the angry tone in his voice as I stop squirming and fighting him and he pushes his mouth to mine. 

"open your mouth" he growls. 

"Brett , stop" I say softly and his tongue pushes past my lips and he growls when my tongue doesnt meet his. 

"Waiting to kiss your little secret admirer instead, is that it?" he asks and his hips jam against me, pinning me hard and I yelp.

"no" I say and he slides his hand into my hair. 

"You're nothing without me." he says and I blink, and shake my head slightly. 

"What?" I ask and I hiss, my eyes prick with tears of pain as my scalp burns instantly when he pulls my hair. 

"You're only popular because of me" he growls. 

He pulls my hair harder and hiss and try to curl away and I hate the single tear that slips down my cheek. 

"You're hot...because I say you're hot....because you date the captain of the football team...I could turn any girl in that school into what I've made you." he says and I glare at him. 

"Youre a fucking asshole" I say and push at him and he grabs my jaw and I whimper. 

"Youre hurting me!" I whine as he grinds into me again. 

"Get in the passenger side." he says and I just look at him. 

"I have a doctors appointment" I say again, lying, again. 

"I dont fucking care." he says and grabs my arm and pulls me around the car, opening my passenger door and aggressively shoving me into the car, nearly slamming the door on my leg before I get it in the car. 

He's around the car and opening the back door, grabbing the flowers and throwing them on the ground and slamming the door shut. I let out a tiny whimper and then he whips open the drivers side and it slams into the car next to mine, and he gets it, slamming it shut. 

"I'm sorry okay?" I say, trying not to cry, not because I want Brett, and not because I believe any of what he just said. But because I was scared of him for the first time. I knew he could be a douche, but he'd never hurt me, and I'd never seen him this angry. 

"Yeah..sure you are" he says and grabs my keys from me and starts the car, peeling out of the student lot. 

"Brett!" I yell at him and throw my seat belt on as he drives fast, to his house which is only a few minutes from the school. 

"Get out" he growls as he stops the car and I sniffle and I get out and follow him inside, swiping my cheeks. 

"I said im sorry" I say as he kicks off his shoes. 

"Upstairs, now." he growls as he glares at me, his jaw tense. 

"Brett" I say his name, trying to calm him. 

He grabs both my arms and slams me to the wall making me gasp and my head hits a picture frame that breaks behind me. 

"WHO ARE YOU FUCKING?!" he yells, his voice going so loud that it vibrates the wall he has me against and i cry.

"Nobody...j-just you" I lie, because I may be an idiot but I'm not that dumb to tell him im cheating on him right now. 

Brant Jacobs

I'm just getting ready to leave the house, when the door opens and shuts. At first I think it's my wife, and then I think that she's really about to put a damper on my plans with Abigail today when she sees I'm home from work early. 

Im confused when I hear Brett's voice and a girls. I look out the window and see Abigials car and curse. 

When I hear the crash of glass and him yelling,  I go running through the house and down the stairs and then to the side door they came in. 

When I round the stairs and see him with his hands on her, shaking her and making her head hit the wall, and I see the broken glass at their feet, and her trembling, I see red, and it's all I can do , not to fucking rip my own son apart. 

I pull him from her instantly, and put myself between him and her as I push him back. 

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" I yell at him and he growls. 

"GET THE FUCK OUT YOU WHORE, WERE DONE" he yells at her. 

"Watch it!" I shove a finger in his face and he just seethes at her. 

The roses. Fuck. The roses. Stupid. I'm so fucking stupid. 

"She's a fucking slut!" he yells as I hear her sniffling behind me and she moves, and I look to her as she shakes, reaching for the door, crying as she darts out the door. 

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" I yell at him, and then slap him. 

He looks at me, his eyes wide with shock. 

"SHES CHEATING ON ME!!!" he yells and gestures to the door and goes to move to go after her and I stop him pushing him back. 

"You stay the fuck away from her, got it?" I say through gritted teeth. 

"If i EVER see you put your hands on another female like that, I will make sure you taste your fucking teeth when I knock them back into your throat, got me?!" I yell and he huffs angrily and breathes hard and heavy as his jaw ticks and he glares at the door. 

"Got me?!" I yell as I slap him again and grab his face. 

"YOU STAY..THE FUCK...AWAY FROM HER" I yell at him. 

"YOURE DONE WITH HER, GOT IT?!" I yell. 

He snarls. "I dont fucking want her anyways" he growls. 

"If I hear about you touching her again, or trying to talk to her, and get back with her....I'll kick you out of this house on your fucking ass....no girl deserves that shit...and ill be damned if I let my fucking son abuse women." I say and slap him again, really wishing I could punch him in his fucking jaw. 

"FINE" he growls. 

"STOP FUCKING HITTIN ME" he says and I shove him. 

"I should fucking do more than that!" I yell and point to the floor. 

"Look what the fuck you did!" I yell at him. 

"I should put your head through the fucking wall!" I tell him and he huffs, nostrils flaring. 

"Clean this shit up!!! And get your fucking ass back to school!" I yell as I storm out of the house. 

Abigail is already gone. 

I get in my car in the garage, opening the door and back out leaving my shit fucking son in the house and chasing after Abigail. 

I don't know where she went, but I go where I know she was supposed to meet me. My parents old house. 

When I pull up I'm relieved her car is there and throw mine into park, kill the engine and jump out and run towards the house , then stop, because I see her still sitting in her car. Her head turns and her eyes look at mine, and her lower lip is trembling. 

I walk over and open her door. 

"Are you okay?" I ask as I lean in and unhook her seat belt and gently help her move from her shock. 

"I'm f-fine" she says shakily and I wrap her in my arms as soon as she's standing and I hold her  head to my chest as she wraps her arms the tightest she ever has, around me. 

"I'm so sorry" I whisper into her hair. "I wasnt thinking." I say and kiss her head. 

"if you werent there...." she says, her voice cracking. 

"Shhhh" I hush her. 

"He's not going to bother you...he's never going to fucking touch you again." I tell her and she just trembles against me, killing me, making me feel like a fucking bastard for getting her into this mess. 

"I love you" I tell her as I kiss her head. "So much." I say and kiss her head again. 

"If he ever finds out" she shakes. 

I hush her again, even though seeing him treat her like that, also instilled the same fear in me. Would he snap? Would he hurt her far worse? I didnt care if he hurt me, but I couldnt live with myself if he did something to her. 

"Let's just go inside alright?" I say calmly and she nods. 

I walk into the bedroom after making her tea, and grab a pair of sweat pants for her, and a t shirt of mine. And looking in the drawers, with our clothes together, hers in the top drawers, mine in the bottom, I realize how far from reality i've been living when I'm with her. 

We lived here secretly, for only hours at a time. 

Sometimes less than that. 

But we'd already started leaving clean clothes, or comfy clothes to wear when we just wanted to lounge together.

I go back to the kitchen and set the clothes down and she just gives a small smile. 

"Thought we couldnt stay long?" she says, and the tone is sad. As if she's realizing that maybe these small moments arent enough anymore. That what I'm currently able to give her , isn't enough. 

"We can stay for as long as you want." I tell her. 

she gives a small laugh. 

"I mean it." I tell her. 

She looks at me. 

"I want to stay here forever Brant. So don't make offers you can't follow through on." she says and look back to her tea and lifts and takes a sip. 

"I knew this was dangerous....but.....I didnt think.....I wasnt expecting him to act that way....and that was just over flowers.....over me not returning a kiss...." she says and looks up at him. 

"I've never been scared of him. Ever. And i've never been more scared in my life, than I was with him today." she says. 

"We can't do this anymore." she says softly and sets down her tea. 

I swallow a lump in my throat, because, it's not fair to beg her to think differently. She's right. We can't do this. At least not like this. 

"Abigail.."I say softly. 

She shakes her head. 

"Don't." she says and holds back tears. 

"Unless you're leaving her today Brant...unless you're ready right this very moment to leave your family...for....for nothing..." she says.

"You are not nothing." I say. "Youre everything" I tell her and she turns from me and stands. 

"Stop" she says and I sigh. 

"I know it's not fair to you....but....I just need time." I say, hating myself as I say it. 

"And how much?" she turns. 

"Is there a 3 month plan....a three year plan?...How long do you want the dumb high school cheerleader to let you have your cake and eat it too, while im the only one who suffers , while im the one that gets called a whore and thrown into walls!" she says her voice raising at the end. 

Her anger was valid, and I couldn't even argue with her. 

"I dont have any right to ask you to wait....you've waited....and you're right..." I tell her and move my chair closer and place my hand on her knee. 

"I'm begging you Abigail.....I love you. I love you so much. I want to be with you. I just..." I pause trying to find the words. 

"Yeah...the risk of leaving your precious family for the whore...not worth it....but fucking her on the side...that risk is fine.....she gets to pay the price while you sleep without a care in the world next to your fucking wife" she says and I wince. 

"I can't just leave" I tell her. 

"Of course not Brant." she says and turns her face and turns in the chair and stands. 

"Well, thanks for the past few months Mr. Jacobs." she says and goes to walk out and I stand up and go after her and turns her around and she looks up at me. 

"just..let me go" she says. "you dont want me...so let me go." 

I see the hurt in her eyes as she looks at me , and I hate myself, truly, hate myself. 

"I've never wanted anything more" I tell her and she shakes her head. 

"then leave her...be with me....with ME Brant.." she says, her wet lashes blink up at me as quiet tears drip from her face. 

"I will...I promise" I tell her and she gives a half laugh and swipes her cheeks and steps back. 

"I'm done being a dirty secret." she says. 

"I'm done." she says and looks at me with regret. 

"Don't call me." she says.  "Please...don't call."