Page 4 of The Trolley Kiss
“Don’t judge.”
She sighs dramatically. “This is about Chr-.”
“Don’t you dare say his name.”
She giggles. “Fine! I’ll have the shower ready for you when you get here.”
“Love you!” I sing-song.
“Love you too,” she grumbles.
???
8 Months Ago
“Everything is going to be okay. I promise,” I whisper to Chris as I wrap my arms around him, pulling him in close. I thread my fingers into his hair and push it to the side, pressing my lips against the side of his head.
His fingers dig into my side as he buries his head in my neck like he’s relying on me for life. My heart shatters in my chest seeing him this way. I want to take all the pain away. I’d do anything to take the pain away.
I’ve never experienced a feeling like this before. To care so much for another person that all I care about is making it better for him. But how? What could I do for him after he opened up like this, leaving himself so vulnerable to me.
He’s always disappeared every now and then since we’ve started talking, sinking into himself. I knew he struggled sometimes and needed to be alone. I always tried my best to be there for him if he decided he wanted to confide in me with what he was dealing with, but usually he’d always come back a couple days later acting like everything was normal.
He was pulling away again, and I couldn’t stand it. I couldn’t stand to see the pain in his eyes. After dinner tonight, he was barely talking to me until we got in bed. I’m not sure what was the deciding factor to make him open up tonight, but he trusted me enough.
He ran into his ex at the grocery store today. I always thought the situation was weird with her being much older than him, but I never knew how bad it really was. I could tell she manipulated him in his youth, but I didn’t understand how deep it went.
His voice shook as he told me about the time she filmed him when they were intimate without his consent, showing it to her friend in front of him and laughing about it. My heart shattered for him. I could tell this wasn’t an isolated incident, and he was with her for ten years. I can’t even imagine what he’s been through.
His body trembles against mine like he’s trying to hold it together. I lift his chin, matching my gaze with his. “Chris, look at me. I’m here. She can’t hurt you anymore.”
“I’m in love with you.”
My heart stops. Or bursts. I’m not quite sure.
His eyes fall to the ground like he’s ashamed. “I know you probably don’t believe that since we haven’t known each other that long, but I-.”
“I’m in love with you too,” I cut him off.
The corner of his mouth tilts up ever so slightly before his eyes open wider and a full blown smile appears. “What?” he breathes out in disbelief.
I respond by pulling his face to mine, smashing my lips against his. He kisses me back like I’m providing him oxygen. I don’t hesitate crawling into his lap on his bed.
I need to give him everything. Every part of me. I need him to consume me. To own me. The only way I know how to do that right now is with my body. With my kiss. With my touch.
Our clothes disappear to the floor as he climbs on top of me, leaning down to kiss my lips, brushing my hair to the side as he lines himself up between my legs. I open them wider to accommodate him.
“Addy…” he gasps as his cock fills me, stretching me apart.
I run my fingers through his hair as he sinks fully inside of me. “My love,” he whispers as he cups my jaw, sliding in and out of me. He presses his lips to mine. “Promise me we’ll always be together. Promise me we’ll always have each other.”
I slip my tongue into his mouth and move my hips up against his, pulling a moan from his lips. “I promise,” I gasp. “Always.”
He smiles against my lips before he presses his lips to mine again. “My partner.”
“Partner.”
???