The second time around (Sequel to its not love)

By: IceBreaker

Chapter 3,

Chapter 3: Me, myself and Nate

I walked out of the bathroom holding the test in my hand. I walk into the bedroom a big grin spreading across my face. Nate looks up at me and he’s smiling.

“I know what that means.”

I nod and walk over to him, climb on the bed and try to hand the test to him. He shook his head.

“No. You peed on that.”

I roll my eyes. Although, good point.

“Can you do me a favor since I helped you with that favor?” He asked. I smiled and straddled him waiting for him to ask.

“What?” I asked.

“Listen to one more song.”

I groan loudly.

“After four years, you’re still obsessed with that damn group.”

“Baby, you don’t feel the lyrics.”

“Yeah, only because I don’t want to.”

He smiles. “I put up with your music every day.”

“You and music. I’m starting to think you love Blink 182 more than you love me.”

Nate shakes his head and kisses me while his hands slide up and down my thighs. “I don’t love anything more than I love you.”

“Well….I believe you.” I kiss him again.

Someone suddenly knocks on the door and I get up and go to the living room and then open the door.

It’s April.

She has a blank expression on her face.

“Are you okay?” I ask.

“Can I please come in, Jenna?” She asked in a low voice. I nod and move out of the way and she slowly walks in.

“April? What’s wrong?” I ask.

Haylie stumbles into the living room and April brightens up a little. “Wow. She’s beautiful, Jenna.”

“Thank you, April.”

She sits on the couch and plays with her fingers nervously.

I sit across from her.

“What’s wrong?” I ask.

Before she can talk, Nate walks in with Kaylie in his hands.

April gives him a smile that doesn’t touch her eyes then she looks at me.

“Clementine came over my house, Jenna.”

Did Tristan ever bring her to meet April and Daeton?

“Why-?”

“I didn’t even know about her until this morning.” She said.

“What did she want?” I asked.

“I have the feeling that she was indicating a threat……to you.”

“To me?” I asked.

“I’m pretty sure that’s what she just said.” Nate muttered. I glared at him and he sat back not saying another word.

“Yes. She was….very weird. I wasn’t even sure that Tristan had anyone before he met you. But she says she can’t live without him and she’ll do whatever it takes to get “Justice” is the word she used.”

“It sounds like bullshit.” I said. I didn’t mean to use that word in front of her.

She raised her eyebrows.

“No not what you’re saying. But this…..threat. No offense but Tristan is dead. Her trying to get “Justice” or whatever is really pointless.”

“She recently found out he was dead and she is very mad. I’m just worried about you, Jenna.”

“Don’t worry, April. I’ll protect her.” Nate said resting his hand on my knee.

I shake my head. “No. I don’t need protection. She’s mad about something he brought on himself. She can’t possibly hold me responsible for his actions.”

“And that’s what I told her. But…she seems to find vengeance from his death. I strongly recommend you just….watch out, Jenna. Even though you and Tristan aren’t…together any more, I still consider you family.”

I smile. “Thank you, April and thank you for warning me.” I said. She nodded and watches Haylie as she runs to me. I can’t help but smile at her.

“Your twins are very beautiful. I’m glad that you…moved on, Jenna. A lot of women stay in an odd state of mind when someone they care about dies.”

“Sounds like my dad.”

“How is he holding up?”

“He isn’t.” I responded. April pursed her lips. “Well….tell him I send him my condolences.”

“Thank you, April.”

She briefly smiled and stood up and then opened the door. I closed it behind her and look to Nate.

“Remember when you said Clementine wasn’t a threat? Well….it turns out that she is.”

“But it’s stupid. She wants revenge for a guy who’s been dead for four years.”

“Don’t say it like you never gave a fuck about him.”

“You know I did, Jenna. Everyone did. But what can I say? He got what he deserved. He fucks with the stapler; he’s bound to get stapled.”

“That is the worse expression I’ve ever heard.” I can’t help but smile though.

He smiled back. “Just wanted to cheer you up. Clementine is not going to come after you and I will make sure.”

Yeah, Nate was probably right. Clementine will be stupid to come after me for a guy who didn’t want her and he’s also dead.

“Want to go to bed?”

“Yeah.”

I bend down and pick up Haylie while Nate takes Kaylie into her and Haylie’s bedroom and I follow.

They have separate cribs and I put Haylie in hers and while Nate put Kaylie in hers.

They soon fall asleep and me and Nate head back to the bedroom.

The best thing for me to do right now is not to worry about Clementine.

I take my hair out of its pony tail and let it fall over my shoulders.

“How would you feel if we had twins again?” I asked.

Nate’s eyes widened in horror.

I laughed at the expression on his face.

“I love our babies a lot. But…uh….four of them at once? Jesus.” He shook his head.

I walked over to the bed and pulled down my shorts and threw them onto the floor and crawl under the covers.

Nate looks at me smiling.

“What?” I ask.

“You’re getting under the covers like I’m actually going to let you go to sleep.”

I smile as he slowly pulls the covers off of me and then pulls my shirt up.

“Kiss me.” I whispered. Nate kisses me while climbing in between my legs. His hands are on my knees as his tongue dances with mine. I place my hand on his boxers he’s wearing and I pull them down slowly.

Nate brings his hands to my waist and places me on him so that I’m straddling his lap.

His erection is standing straight up.

I loved the responses I got out of him.

He placed his fingers through my hair and trailed his lips to my jawline. “I love you.”

I smile at him. “I love you too.”

He brought his lips back to mine and as he did, he lifted my shirt from off my body and pulled it off gently.

Nate dipped his head to flick his tongue against my nipple making me moan.

I grinded against his erection while he continued to allow his tongue to play with my nipple.

Watching him made me wetter than ever.

“Kiss me, Nate. Please.” I whispered.

Nate kissed me again moaning in my mouth as I grinded harder.

He leaned against me and I laid back on the bed. Our kissing didn’t break, we were panting hard with anticipation.

I lifted the shirt from his body and took it off.

I slide my hands all over his torso, enjoying the feel of his warm skin and then I look up into his gray eyes. Falling in love all over again.

I hug him close to my body and kiss his shoulder.

“What’s wrong?” He asked.

I shake my head. “Nothing. You’re just a really amazing person.”

Nate laughs softly and lifts his head up so he can look at me. “Just now realizing this?”

I smile up at him.

“I always knew it.” I lifted my hand up and rubbed my thumb across his cheek.

Nate rubs his face against my hand and closes his eyes.

“You’re everything to me.” He whispered.

I felt the same way.

Nate sits up and I lift my lower body as he pulls my panties down. They’re soaked with my arousal.

Nate smiles and kisses me again while spreading my legs apart.

He put his weight on me as our kissing turned sloppy.

“Fuck me. Fuck me please.” I whispered.

Nate entered his hardness inside me and I push my fingers through his hair and look into his gray eyes watching him as an expression of pleasure developed on his face.

He slid out and slipped in deeper and a moan forced its way out of my mouth.

“I love you so much.” Nate breathed.

I loved him more. Especially right now when he was doing this to me.

I could feel my release building up already.

Jesus. This was faster than normal. I don’t want it to stop.

I don’t want it to ever stop.

Nate’s length felt so good inside me. The way it just filled me up and his strokes were so gentle.

I hug him to me as he groans out my name and I feel his warm release.

I wrap my legs around him as I too release a few seconds after him.

I moaned as I kissed him repeatedly.

I love you.” He whispered against my lips.

“I love you too.” Why did I feel like crying all of a sudden?

I shouldn’t be having this emotional feeling so early in the pregnancy.

Guess it was Nate that made me feel this way.

So loved.

I knew he would not turn out like Tristan. I could truly feel the honest sweetness in his heart. His soul.

I felt this feeling for Tristan once.

But now that he’s gone, I had to move on and my feelings for Nate grow stronger and stronger every day.

I was lying down in the bed. It was really cold in here. It felt like it was snowing in here.

I opened my eyes and Tristan was standing over me watching me.

I gasped and sat up.

He gave me a small smirk and leaned in close to me so we were only about two inches apart.

“Your daughters are beautiful.” He whispered.

Without even thinking, I reach up to touch his cheek and he’s ice cold.

My eyes widen as I look him in his eyes.

He smiles a full blown smile and blood falls out of his mouth.

I woke up screaming.

Nate immediately gets up and brings me in his arms and began rocking me back and forth.

Tears are falling out of my eyes.

What the hell was that about? I only had nightmares about Tristan a year after he died.

And now this is the first time in three years that I have another.

“Jenna, are you okay?”

I slowly sighed and nodded.

“I’m sorry I woke you up.” I whispered.

Nate kissed my hair and shook his head. “No it’s fine. Are you okay?”

“Yes. It was just….a nightmare.”

“About Tristan?” He asked.

He catches on fast.

I nod and wipe my eyes with the back of my hand.

“Jenna, he’s gone. He’s not going to hurt you ever again. I’ll make sure he doesn’t.”

“You can’t control my dreams, Nate, and neither can I. I’ll be fine. Thank you for worrying though.”

He smiles and slowly releases me.

“I’m going to go get some water. I’ll be back.”

I stood up and opened the door.

The hallway was cold and got colder and I continued walking towards the kitchen.

You’re fine, Jenna. You’re fine.

I walked to the cabinet, grabbed a cup and then turned the faucet on.

Once my glass was full, I turned the faucet off, turned, and Nate was right there.

I jumped and dropped the glass onto the floor.

Nate looks at me bemused. “Jenna.”

“You scared me.”

“You seem really scared from that nightmare. Are you okay?” He bent down and started picking up large pieces of glass from the floor and then throwing them away.

“Yes, I’m fine. The dream just shocked me. That’s all. It doesn’t feel cold in here to you?”

Nate looked around the room and shook his head. “Why don’t you go lay down and I’ll get you some water.”

I smiled at him and kissed his lips before walking into the hallway. I stopped at the twins’ door.

I recall what Tristan said in my dream.

He said they were beautiful.

I just decide to check on them.

I slowly open the door.

The two night lights are on and I go to both Haylie and Kaylie’s beds.

They’re both sleeping, snoring quietly.

I can’t help but smile.

“They get that prettiness from you, you know.” Nate whispered.

I jumped.

“Stop scaring me.” I pouted.

He smiled. “Sorry.” He hands me my glass of water and I accept it and drink it all as we walk out of the room.

Nate kept the door half way open and followed me into our bedroom.

I sat the glass on my night stand and laid down.

Nate lied beside me and looked at me.

I looked back at him. “I wish I could forget about him but I can’t.”

“I know. But think about it, If you never knew Tristan, you wouldn’t be here and happy with me.” He said smiling weakly.

I smiled and snuggled into his arms. He was actually right.

But some part of me does wish I can forget about Tristan Niles forever.

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