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LUST&MURDER Chapter One: Andy’s POV Part One
I awoke with a start. Beads of sweat trickled from my brow down the sides of my face; I hadn’t had a bad dream for years. Why now then? Feeling disgusting and wet, I pushed the covers aside and crept from my room into the bathroom. I locked the door and turned towards the mirror; I looked terrible. Dark bags illuminated my dead looking eyes, my hair was matted to my head and my shirt was patchy from sweat. I stripped my clothes off quickly and jumped into the shower. Cold water streamed down my back cooling and relaxing my tensed muscles. For some reason I felt angry at myself for having such terrible dreams, I couldn’t even bring myself to think about them. ‘They will be forgotten soon anyway’. I told myself over and over again.
The next day I felt amazing, like nothing in the world would be able to spoil my fun. Even eating breakfast was done in such a way as to keep the theme of the day alive. (I crunched my cereal in time with the radio). At around 10 am Shaun knocked on the front door looking lively and as high spirited as me. (If you didn’t know, he’s my boyfriend. At this point, we’d only been dating a month)
“Shaun!” I screamed a little too loudly as I jumped full force into his arms. He struggled a little but caught me anyway.
“Hey there Andy, how are you this fine day” He asked smiling widely. I slipped carefully from his grasp and pulled him inside.
“Oh yes, very good dear. How about you?” I shut the door behind us and pushed him against it. His grin widened ever so slightly as he answered.
“A lot better now that you’re with me” I laughed loudly and took his hand, leading him into the lounge room. “Where’s Bradie?” He asked as we sat down. I shrugged briefly. (Truth is, I really didn’t know. He didn’t come home often. We all suspected he had a secret girlfriend or something.) I looked down at my hands for a moment then back up at Shaun. His crystal eyes stared intently into mine sending sharp shivers straight down my spine.
“Andy?” He said, leaning in closer to my face. Our noses touched slightly, intensifying the moment just that little bit more.
“Yes Shaun?” I asked feeling his hot breath on my face, “What is it?” His face grew closer and closer until our mouths were practically on each others. My mouth opened and closed quickly and I moved my head back. A look of almost pain crossed his face and he stood and crossed the room. Anger soon replaced any other emotion, making him nearly impossible to talk to.
“Why won’t you ever get close to me?” He yelled through teary eyes. I took in a deep breath and walked quickly towards him. Though he struggled, I took his hands in mine and pulled him close.
“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. I don’t want you to think that I don’t love you because I do; I really do. It’s just that all of this stuff is new to me, and I… I can’t hurt you.” Tears had begun to well up in my eyes just the same as in his. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you upset.” I said as I leant my head on his chest.
“You didn’t Andy; you just opened my eyes a little bit.” Opened his eyes a little bit? What does that mean I wondered looking back up into his eyes?
“What does that mean exactly?” I asked warily expecting the worst possible answer. Shaun just smiled and shook his head.
“Babe, you don’t have to be worried. I love you, and that will never change, no matter what happens between us… or doesn’t” He looked down after saying his last words. A slight blush coloured his cheeks just visible under his stubble. ‘Enough is enough’ I said to myself. ‘You can’t be scared to be with him anymore, you can’t be scared to hold him!’ I took in a deep breath and reached my hand out towards him. My whole body shook almost violently against the feelings of insecurity and doubt, this moment would be special. It would mean something for the rest of our lives.
I let my fingers trace the side of his face, carefully running them under and over his eyes. He shivered as my finger tips glided longingly over his pink lips. I then stopped to look at him, his body was quivering with excitement and his eyes were closed. As I reached up to take his face in my hands his eyes shot open. They sparkled with what I hoped was lust. Before I could make another move he had me up against the wall, holding me tightly in place with his strong arms. He smiled urgently as he leant forward and pressed my lips to his. Nothing could have prepared me for the feelings that started to rush through me; lust seemed to take over my body as I deepened the fiery passion filled kiss.
My hands travelled all over his body, undressing him like he was a present sent from god. (although I don’t think god would approve) The next thing I knew we were both naked and couldn’t keep our hands off of each other. I had never experienced anything like it, neither one of us had been able to stop ourselves. It felt like we had become animals that lived to savage each others smooth and inviting bodies. His tongue explored my mouth and mine explored his. Our hands did the same, there was no inch of skin left untouched by either one of us, our bodies had become free temples to explore. I was still backed against the wall and had little to no room to move around which made what I wanted to do just that little bit harder. I reached down towards his penis that was undoubtedly begging for some kind of touch or attention. Just as my finger tips began to stroke his shaft there was a loud knock at the door.
“Andy! I left my keys, let me in!” Bradie yelled from outside. We both panicked then, Bradie didn’t know that Shaun and I were dating. Heck! Bradie didn’t know that either of us were gay yet. I dressed quickly and headed for the front door, calling out as I went.
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Chapter One: Andy’s POV
Lust&Murder Chapter One: Andy’s POV
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Introduction to Chapter One: Short Stack Murder Mystery
This story starts with a murder. And yes, I know what you’re thinking but I’m not a ghost and I’m certainly not writing this for revenge or anything of the sort (Although that would be the coolest thing I’ve ever heard of). But in saying that, it wasn’t me that was murdered. Tt was someone far more important in my life. And yes actually, if you think about it I suppose that I was sort of killed along with that person because he happened to change my life and the person I am so much more than I could have on my own. Anyway, I think that this story should be told from the beginning and with full honesty by me. This is the story of the murders that shook my life to breaking point, and beyond.
6 months ago:
I hadn’t ever really thought about Shaun in any way other then as a best friend and band mate. Although our band hadn’t gotten very far in the years we’d been trying to make it big, Shaun still stuck with us through thick and thin and I admired that more than anything. But for the first time ever I felt something new when I looked into his eyes, I didn’t see the blank depression that I normally avoided in his face, I saw something I’d always dreamed of seeing in some ones eyes as they stared into mine, Love.
Now, don’t get me wrong. I wasn’t into men (back then) but when I saw that look on Shaun’s face I had the uncontrollable urge to reach out and stroke the smooth skin of his cheek jut to know what it felt like under my palm. Maybe that’s weird? Or maybe just maybe it was meant to be.
Well, anyway. That day changed the way I saw things forever. I remember the first time I told Shaun that I liked him, it was wonderful… like in a romantic movie, we went to a concert, got dinner then went back to mine. I then proceeded to grab his thigh and kiss him… that did not go down so well. (I’ve got the scars to prove it) It took about a week, but he was back and begging for something more. (Not sex, love. I wish it was sex) Anyway, I think our story should start properly from here. This is when everything changed for me, my friends and my family. This is a story of love and loss and a whole lot of murder.