EroticReverie

Abel

"Ginny" I whisper, stroking her forehead, looking at the cut on her forehead as I try to wake her again.

"Ginny..baby" I say softly and give her a little nudge. She whimpers and groans.

"Abel stoooop" she whines. 

I'd waken her four times already, and she was crankier each time. Which I understood, but I had zero idea yet how she got the cut on her head, but it was paired with a bruise that was forming so I had to imagine whoever did it, made her hit her head pretty hard, and my fucking hands couldnt wait to strangle the motherfucker that was responsible. 

Once she speaks, I let her fall back asleep. Stroking her hair, kissing her head, and staying awake the entire night to make sure she's alright. 

I stop waking her after the sixth time, and just lay with her as she sleeps, her body draped over me, wiggling slightly as she stirs in her sleep, little sounds of slumber and little hums and haws as she she talks in her sleep, only mumbles. 

She flinches in her sleep and I think it must be that sense you get of falling , until she jerks again. 

"stop" she says clearly. "stop it" she whimpers. 

"Gin..." I start to say her name as she speaks his. 

"Will" she whines. "no" , my jaw clenches. Fucking Will Michaels. That mother fucker. I slip out of the bed, going to my pants, taking out my cell phone and calling up Pauly. 

"dude...it's four am"

"William Michaels." I say his name, silence on the line. 

"What?" Paul says and I can hear him wide fucking awake now. 

"William fucking Michales." I say. 

"I want that mother fucker dead." I snarl into the phone.

"What?" Pauly says still probably trying to process. 

I look over to Genevieve who is whimpering in her fucking sleep. My teeth grind. 

"I want him dead. Now." I growl. 

"What the...what do you mean" Pauly says and I can picture him rubbing his head and eyes with sleep. 

"she say that's who did it?" he asks. 

"No. But she's fucking tossing and turning in her fucking sleep saying his name...saying no...saying to stop it...it was fucking him Pauly...and Im about to fucking break my fucking fist on something if I dont get out of here and-"

"calm down brother...calm down a sec...she's dreaming, you don't know if-"

"it was fucking him!" I yell and then jump and turn to Genevieve, who is just laying there now, breathing evenly. I lower my voice. 

"It was fucking him..and I shouldve known it was fucking him...she was at his fucking house!" my voice raises again, this time waking Genevieve.

"Abel?" she says groggily. 

"Go back to sleep baby" I say calmly. 

"Fuck." Pauly says. 

"Are you....are you messing with her for real Abe?" Pauly asks.

"Im telling you who fucking did it and youre questioning me about that shit right now Pauly?!" I almost yell.

"Abel" her voice calls again and I turn and she's sitting up. 

"Just Pauly , go back to sleep baby" I say and hear Pauly sigh.

"fuck...so....ask her...if shes up ask her." Pauly says and I grit my teeth. I didnt need to fucking ask her. It was pretty fucking clear. And even if it wasnt him, for some reason she was having dreams about him doing something she didnt fucking like. That alone was reason enough for me take care of the mother fucker. 

"Abel." she calls my name again. 

"I gotta go. I'll call you back in a bit, and be fucking ready." I say, hanging up the phone as I hear him tell me not do anything stupid. 

"Be ready for what?" Genevieve asks , blinking at me , the light from her closet shining into the room. 

"nothing baby, dont worry about it" I say walking over to the bed. 

"Abel" she says. 

I settle back down into the bed and pull her down and put my arms back around her and she falls back into me, her body relaxing onto the side of mine as she places her hand on my chest. 

"you sounded angry" she says. 

"Just tired baby, go back to sleep" I say and stroke her head and kiss it again. 

"Be ready for what Abel?" she asks. 

"Baby, go to sleep" I whisper and kiss her head again. 

"I can't" she says quietly. 

"shh" I whisper and stroke her hair. "close your eyes baby" 

I was protective of everyone I was loyal to. I was protective of the guys little sisters, their mothers, Ginny's mom, but most of all I was protective of her. Had nothing to do with the fact she was currently wrapped like a baby koala around me, or that I'd starting messing around with her, and everything to do with the fact she was mine. She had been mine since day fuckin one, mine to protect. 

"Don't do it Abel." she says, her voice squeaking slightly as she slips her arm further around me holding on tight. 

"Do what baby?" I ask as I slip my fingers through her hair and kiss her head. 

"Don't kill him." she whispers. My hands freeze in her hair. 

I finish slipping them inside her hair, behind her head and kiss her head. 

"You dont need to worry about me" I tell her and she lifts her head. 

"Dont do it." she says, begging. "Please" 

"Just forget it" she says. "Forget it happened." 

"No can do baby." I say. "Now lay down and go back to sleep"

"Abel" she says, her eyes filling with tears, and fucking hell. I hated that. 

"Please" she says. "dont" 

"I'm not gonna do anything he doesnt fucking deserve....you think you're the only one he's fucking done shit to? Look at his wife Genevieve...you want another woman to end up like her?" I ask and she shakes her head. 

"No but...I ...I dont want anything to happen to you...I'd rather you were safe, and that's selfish, but I dont care...you're already doing shit you shouldnt everyday, and...if you...if something happens , it'll be my fault" she says and now shes full on sobbing. I sit up and pull her into my naked lap and hold her as I wing my feet over the side of the bed. 

"Please dont do it" she begs. 

"nobody touches you Genevieve." I whisper. 

"nobody touches you and gets away with it" I tell her and she cries harder. 

"It was my fault." she says. 

"Fuck that, you know that's not true" I say and lift her chin and kiss her cheek where the tears soak them. 

"You know that's not fuckin true" I repeat myself and then lift her chin a bit higher and kiss her mouth. 

"Please Abel" she cries. 

"calm down...im here right now alright? Im not doing anything right now...im here with you, alright? Just calm down for me" I tell her and kiss her again. 

"promise me" she pleads. I shake my head. 

"Can't do that baby, I'm sorry" I say honestly, because there was no way I was making that promise. She'd heard me saying his name, heard me telling Pauly I wanted him dead. Telling him to be ready. There was no way I was making a promise to her that I had zero intention of keeping. Will Michaels was a dead fucking man.