by Eden Rose
Howard- The Day Before
I drove straight to Chloe’s after I left the warehouse. I felt something thick coating my nerves and I had a strong feeling that something is wrong. The feeling was as thick as a blanket and I felt claustrophobic from it.
“Come on! Come on!” I yelled at the cars in front of me that aren’t going fast enough for me.
Fuck! Every second that moves by is another second that something could be happening to Chloe. What if the Russians found out who she was? What if she fell in the shower and hurt herself or the babies? What if she started bleeding and couldn’t-
I crush that thought and force myself to stop thinking about it. I’m about to go fucking crazy with thinking about what could be happening. Already, I’m going fifteen over the speed limit. One of the last things that I need to do is attract the attention of cops.
Like a beacon, I see her apartment complex’s sign and I immediately turn into the parking structure and park my car. I barely think about putting the car in park or taking my keys out of the ignition. I’m so worried about Chloe. I run up the sidewalk and then up the stairs to her apartment. My hand bangs on the door repeatedly hoping to hear anything inside. Nothing. I bang again and there is still nothing. I try the door handle wishing it were unlocked. No such luck.
Right when I’m about to turn around, I see Chloe standing there with her dog on the leash. The left hand, the one that is not holding the leash, is holding a gun. I watch in wonder as she squeezes the trigger out of impulse or instinct.
“What are you doing?” I demand and step away from the door and to her. Before she can answer, I throw my arms around her and hold on as tight as I can. I can still feel the metal of the gun through my shirt.
She stiffens her body and steps back slightly. “Howard, what’s wrong?”
Her eyes are combing my face looking for some sign of the reason why I’m stressing out about finding her. I’m watching her as she looks across my eyes and then to my lips. Before she can say anything or do anything, I step in close to her and kiss her. I push her against the wall and kiss her harder. My tongue barges into her mouth without waiting for permission and tangos with hers.
I take my hands and grab onto her tits and she groans. “Too sensitive!” She squeals.
“I want you to go inside and take a shower. I want your whole body shaved and smelling like that vanilla shit that you wear. Once you are done, I want you to tie a pillowcase around your eyes and lay on the bed. While you are laying there, I want your fingers to be petting this beautiful pussy.”
Chloe- The Day Before
Whew! Holy shit. He has a dirty mouth on him that is making me want to hump his leg like a bitch in heat.
Quickly, before I beg him to fuck me, I walk into my apartment and unclip Steve from his leash. Once he’s out in the living room, I run to my bathroom and do what I was told. I’m shaved and buffed before I could blink and I run towards my bed.
It’s been about five minutes since he gave me my directive and I’m blindfolded with my index finger rubbing against my clit. Holy shit. That feels good. I rub it over and over the sensitive nub and then I hear movement. Instinctively, I look up to place it, but I can’t see anything.
“It’s all right, baby. Keep rubbing that sweet little clit for me,” Howard says as he sits at the edge of the bed. I can feel him shifting so he’s laying in between my legs and his hands are on my thighs. I can just imagine that he is flat on his stomach and looking at my pussy. “It’s so juicy when it’s greedy. Did you know that? It’s weeping from want and need. Your pussy is begging for me to let it get it’s release.”
My head thrashes on the bed and I moan loudly. “Please. Please-”
My words are cut off when his mouth latches onto my pussy lips and he sucks them into his mouth. His finger presses into my hole and I retract my hand from my center. This is more pleasurable than what I was doing anyways.
Howard’s tongue makes a u-shape and he presses it against my clit. With the pressure and pleasure from him sucking my pussy lips in his mouth and the sweet euphoria of his tongue on my clit, my body convulses and then I scream out my release.
“Fuck…” I murmur and open my eyes against the cloth on my face.
He spends several seconds allowing me to come down from my orgasm before he releases my pussy. Even though I’m wrung out, my sex does whine a little from him releasing it. “Hold on to the bars.”
My body is limp from my orgasm and I could feel myself about to fall asleep but I follow directions anyway. Once my hands are on the bars, he placed his hands on my hips and hoisted me up. I place my feet on the bed to hold myself up and then he slips his dick all the way in.
“Jesus Christ!” He yells and then pounds into me hard. His thrusts are hard and fast but they are driving me closer and closer to another orgasm. “How does it get better every time? Every damn fucking time.”
I nod against the cloth and grip the bars tighter so I don’t go and grab him. I’m doing a bridge with my back bowed like it is and my head is resting on my pillow but I have never felt so beautiful in my entire life.
“I’m coming!” He yells and then I feel his orgasm shoot into me.
Howard collapses on me and throws his body over mine. He pulls the cloth off my face and then adjusts me so I’m resting against his body as well.
We fall asleep like this.
Howard- Now
The GPS tracking device that I put into her bra three days ago starts beeping loudly as we get closer to the building on the left. “Holy fuck. Did we just find her?” I ask out loud but am met with Grant’s voice.
“Don’t get cocky. I won’t feel as if we found her until I get her in my arms,” he says.
“The fuck you will. She’s my fucking woman now and I’m not letting you fuck her mind up like before. I appreciate you helping me find her, but that’s it! You go back to your wife.”
His head shoots back and he looks over at me as he drives closer to the building. “How did you know about that?”
I shrug him off and laugh sardonically. “I’m a cop, you bastard. That is what you keep forgetting. I went to the same police academy as you. I went through everything you did.”
The beeping is getting louder and more controlled the closer we get and my hands begin to shake. “Fuck. I hope we aren’t too-”
“Don’t fucking say it.”
“Grant, despite everything else, I can’t lose her. I don’t care about my job or anything. Chloe and those babies-”
There’s a hand that gets pushed in front of my face before I can finish my statement. “I said, don’t fucking say it. When you think like that, bad things happen and we need to be controlled.”
We don’t even make it to the end of the driveway before a van pulls in front of us. My hand grabs my gun and I’m ready to shoot before I see the sliding van door open and out walks Vlad and Dom.
They walk slowly to the driver side window and then tap on it with their gun. “Roll the window down.”
I nod my head and Grant does. “What’s going on?” He asks stupidly making the Russians laugh.
“You tell me. You are on private property.”
“Well, we were looking for-”
Grant is shut up by a fist that flies through the window and hits his jaw. “I know who you are looking for. The choice is up to you.”
“What’s the choice?” I ask and wait for the answer. I run my fingers through my hair a few times before they say anything.
“Whether you discover her dead or alive.”
Grant- Now
I feel a sense of urgency as we turn the corner in the truck. I’m fucking hoping that we get there in time and I know that Howard is too. He’s clicking his tongue on the roof of his mouth. I’m about to punch his fucking arm because he’s stressing me out more than the situation is.
By the time we stop the car, I unclick my seatbelt and throw open the door. Howard does the same but he’s tucking his gun in the waistband o
f his pants. “Bro, do you think they will let you take that in?” I ask and slam the door shut.
“I’m not your fucking bro. All of this happened after you came blowing through. Fuck. You couldn’t just let us be happy. You had to come in the middle of it,” Howard snaps at me.
My head jerks back as his words hit me in the face. Before I can say anything, he holds his hand out to me and I look at it. “I’m sorry. I just want to find Chloe and make sure the babies are all right. This is killing me.”
I place my hand in his and shake it. “Yeah, I know.”
Chloe- Now
The heavy fog is holding me down and I can’t seem to break through it.
I’m floating in between different realms and I’m seriously wondering if I have died. Is this what happens? I don’t see the light that everyone talks about though. There is definitely no white light in this fog. All I see is grey.
Out of the corner of my mind, I see something flash and I see blonde hair float by. The voice of an angel calls me through the fog. “Mommy.”
I try to open my mouth to say something, but nothing comes out. The little angel called me mommy and is now dancing in a circle with her arms out.
“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are grey. You’ll never know dear, how much I love you. Please don’t take my sunshine away,” she sings as her blonde hair flies in a circle.
My hand reaches out and I touch the air that is surrounding her but not her. She giggles and then says: “It’s your turn!”
“My turn for what?” I ask her and push myself up to sit. I’m feeling no pain and it is amazing to not feel the whish from the blood rushing to my limbs.
The little angel puts her hands on her hips and looks up at me expectantly. Her little lips pushes out and she looks as if she’s the perfect child. She’s the most perfect little girl ever and I’m so happy that she’s called me mommy.
“What’s my turn?” I ask her again and then she runs by like a tornado.
“Claire wants to play all day! Let’s sing our song. Are you ready?”
Our song? I don’t know a song that I would have with a little girl.
Finally, there is a name for this perfect girl and it’s as beautiful as she is. “Okay, let’s sing our song, baby.”
She puts her hands on her hips and then cocks her left hip to the side. “You are my sunshine, my only sunshine…”
I sing along with her and when we get to the last word, she runs to me and kisses my lips gently. “You are the bestest mommy in the whole wi-ide world. I lowve you!”
“I love you, too, baby. Where are we?” I ask and look around at something that looks blue and fluffy. It almost looks like a cloud and it feels safe here. I never want to leave.
Claire runs over to me and throws her arms around my neck. I braced myself before she ran over to me but it didn’t hurt. “They can’t hurt us here. Mommy, we are safe.”
Howard- Now
The ringing cell phone snapped me out of my thoughts of never seeing Chloe again or seeing our babies being born. I looked over at Grant who slid his phone out of his pocket and he answered it without reading the screen.
“Hey, baby. I’m so sorry. I’m still at work,” he says into the phone and looks over at me but then winces.
He better be wincing because he has another girl and he’s trying to poach mine. I shake my head before I attack him with my bare hands. The situation wouldn’t go any better if I killed him right here even though it would feel amazing.
The sound of expensive boots on the cement floor grabs my attention and I look up to see Vlad and Dom. “Are you boys ready?” Dom asks and strengthens the clergy collar around his neck.
“You’re a fucking priest?” I yell as I walk up closer to him and wrap my hands around his neck. “You are a fucking priest and you sell women? Are you fucking kidding me!”
He clears his throat and rolls his shoulders back and looks down at me. Even though I’m taller than him, he still had a way of making me feel small. This is bullshit. “I wouldn’t question me. You are the cop who infiltrated a sex trafficking ring and has their partner clinging to life. And you think now is the time to flex your balls? I worry about you.” He speaks English and judging by the lack of accent, it’s probably his first language!
My hands squeeze his neck and Grant puts his hand on my shoulder. It makes me snap out of my thought and I turn to look at him with questions. “We need to find her. Stop. He’s going to kill her if we don’t quit.”
Reluctantly, I let go of his collar and he leads me over to the door that is hidden behind a dividing wall. When he opens it, I hear crying and it scares the shit out of me. “Only one of you can go in there. And that should be…” Vlad looks between Grant and I and I know he’s testing us to see who is the one that’s going to flip out and which one isn’t.
My hands flinch and I’m grasping at whatever I can at the moment because I’m so close to losing my mind. Holy fucking shit. I’m way too close to losing all of my shit.
“You.”
I look up and see him pointing at Grant. My world is about to cave in on itself and I can’t take it. I’m so close to losing everything and I’m about to die.
My knees give out and I fall to the ground. Oh fuck.
Grant looks down at me and then nods at Vlad. “Let’s go. Take me to see Chloe.”
Grant- Now
I could see the anguish on Howard’s face but it was nothing like mine. I needed to make sure that Chloe and our babies were going to be okay before I left her and them to Howard.
How the hell am I going to let him step in and take my place with my family?
“She’s through the doors.”
I turn to look at Dom as he slips on gloves and then flexes his hands. “Why are you putting on those?” I ask and place my hand on my hip as a reflex. God damn it. Where is my fucking gun?
“Did you really think I would let you in here with a gun?”
I swing around and see the cocky smile on his face. “Where is she at?” I ask and ball my hands into fists. I’m so pissed off at the moment at myself for not realizing that he took my gun.
“Follow me.”
Without a choice, I follow him through the doors and I can hear a woman yelling out loud. “I, uh, look. This is not right. Please, stop. I’m pregnant.”
“They let a pregnant agent into a sex trafficking ring? What the fuck were you going to do? The FBI is getting dumber and dumber. Especially letting a female in? What the hell are you supposed to do in order to help these girls? How do you know they even want to be helped?”
The voice sounds angry and I hear skin slapping skin. I run through and see Chloe in the fetal position on the ground holding her stomach. “Baby, are you okay?” I ask her and get closer.
The closer I get, the more nervous and desperate to get to her. Her hair is covering her face and she’s shivering. I can’t tell but I’m positive that she’s guarding her stomach while holding her arm steady so it doesn’t hurt her anymore.
Bile raises in my throat and I swallow it down quickly so I don’t puke. “Baby, what did they do to you?” When she doesn’t move, I lean in and push her hair out of her face and look at the swollen face. Her cheeks are twice the size that they normally are and her nose is smashed in. I can already see the coloring around her eyes. “Chloe, I’m so sorry.”
“Grant?” I hear from behind me and turn to see Emily.
Emily has grown up a lot since the last time that I saw her and she looks as if she has grown into an adult. “Emily, what are you doing here?” I leave Chloe on the floor and then run over to Emily.
Her hair is now brown with bangs that hang into her eyes. The young girl that I remembered from before is gone and I see the eyes of a beat down girl.
“Vlad and Dom. You got what you wanted. Now let us go.”
My head turns around and I can see Barry standing in the corner with his hand on the phone. He’s reaching his other hand
out to Emily and she looks from me to him.
“You have got to be kidding me!” I yell. He sold out his sister for Emily. He sold his pregnant sister out for this other woman. And even though I didn’t know before this- I know now. He sold out Chloe so he could be with Emily. It makes perfect sense.
I drag Emily behind me as I stomp over to Barry. He’s looking stubborn and he has the right idea to look guilty as I stare him down. “Look, you know…”