A Beautiful Struggle (25 page)

He placed his hands on my hips and stilled
me, “Stop, st-st-stop,” he breathed out carefully and closed his eyes for a
moment, frowning slightly.

“What’s wrong?” I panted out, worried I was
hurting him.

“Nothing, I just don’t want this to end
yet.”

He winced as I clenched around him,
taunting him. “Oh my god, you’re gonna get it,” he threatened, grabbing my legs
and flipping me back so he was on top of me, still connected.

I laughed. “That was a suave move,” I told
him.

He closed his eyes and tilted his head in a
show of modesty. “Well, I practised these things so I was the best lover possible
when you were ready for me.”

I feigned horror and slapped his chest
lightly, “Is that your story now is it?”

He grunted in the affirmative and tilted
his head down to run his tongue around my nipple, blowing lightly on it so it
stood up from the cool air and then flicked his tongue over it, sending shivers
rippling all over my body. I inhaled sharply as he started to move inside me
again.

My eyes rolled back in my head as he filled
me so thoroughly. I was experiencing that fine line between pleasure and pain
as I protracted around him, and he increased his rhythm. With each thrust, I
let out my breath, trying desperately not to make any sound to alert his mother
to what we were doing.

When he came I felt his pulsating inside of
me and shuddered in response, clenching myself around him once more, shocking
us both when it caused me to orgasm for the second time that night.

We lay together, breathing heavily and
touching each other, not wanting the closeness to end. We had waited so long to
be together that it seemed that now we were connected. We didn’t ever want to
break apart.

Eventually though, we did, as he withdrew
from inside me I felt as though I had this gaping hole between my legs. I
squeezed my internal muscles to try to make it feel normal again, but it just
felt big and swollen.

I looked up at him concerned, “It’s not
going to stay stretched is it?” I asked.

He laughed and kissed me on the forehead,
“No, not at all. Although you will get used to it – or so I’m told anyway.”

He sat back on the bed and held his arms
out to me. I slid in beside him and curled up against him as he squeezed his
arms around me and said, “I love you more than anything in this world you know.
I don’t ever want to go through this past couple of months again.”

I sighed, “Me either. I felt like a piece
of me had gone missing without you in my life. It was like you died, and I
couldn’t stand it. I tried being angry at you, but that only really made me
reckless and horribly sad.”

“Reckless, hey? Did you go around stealing
cars in my absence?” he joked.

“No, I opened my heart to the wrong
person,” I felt him stiffen a little as he reached up and smoothed his hand
over my hair.

“Did he hurt you at all?” he asked flatly,
a slight chill to his words.

“Only my pride, I was mostly upset about
not being able to talk to you.” I sat up and looked him in the eye, so he could
see my face as I said this, “I love you David. You are more a part of me than I
am.”

“I am the same,” he whispered emotionally
as he pulled me to him and kissed me again. I reached my hand up and smoothed
it gently over the side of his face, feeling the dampness of tears. I sat back
from him and wiped at his tears as softly as I could. He reached up in turn and
tried to wipe away the tears I had been shedding.

“Aren’t we a pair!” I exclaimed, “getting
all emotional after making love.” I smiled at him weakly, my lip trembling as
fear gripped at my heart, “I am scared that this is a dream. I'm petrified that
I will wake up at home, and you still won’t be talking to me,” I whispered to
him, my eyes wide and serious.

“It’s no dream baby girl,” he told me
gently, holding my face so he was looking straight into my eyes. “How about we
try to get some sleep? That way, you will wake up here and know that this,” he
used his hands to emphasise our connection, “is real.”

I nodded my head, “Ok,” I got up and went
over to his alarm clock. “How often do I have to wake you up?”

“You don’t have to. It's been hours, and
I’m fine. I’m sure some sort of symptom would be showing by now,” he said
calmly. “Come to bed Trina, sleep with me.”

I padded back to his bed and climbed in,
resting my head on his chest as we held each other tightly, “I’m sorry your
nose is broken,” I said to him.

“It’s not, it’s fractured,” he replied to
me. “I’m sorry your cheek is bruised.” He ran his fingertips up and down my
side as he planted a kiss on my head. “Get some sleep Trina, I promise I will
still love you in the morning and then every morning after that.”  

“I’ve got something for you,” David said,
moving over to his desk and opening the drawer. When he turned he was holding a
small box.

“But it’s not Christmas for a couple of
weeks yet!” I exclaimed. I sucked my breath in a little, excited by this
impromptu gift. It was Friday morning and I was still in my pyjamas, sitting in
the middle of his bed with my legs crossed. He came to sit in front of me
before presenting me with a thin navy blue rectangular shaped box, tied with a
white ribbon.

I held it in my hand for a moment, trying
to guess what it was. “Open it,” he urged me.

Pulling at the ribbon, I let it fall either
side of my hand. David was watching me eagerly as I slid off the lid and placed
it on the bed beside me. White tissue paper was covering the gift and when I moved
it aside there sat a silver necklace with a spinning disc attached to it. On
one side were the letters ‘L  V  Y  U’ and on the other, ‘I  O  E  O’.

I looked at David curiously, not
understanding what the letters were. “Spin it,” he said, his eyes twinkling and
the corner of his mouth turning up with enjoyment as he watched me.

I did as I was told and held the necklace
up, so I could see the disc more closely. As it spun the letters came together
and spelled ‘I LOVE YOU'. My chest swelled, and tears pricked my eyes as I was
touched by the thoughtfulness of his gift. I looked from the necklace to David,
who was biting his lip, waiting for my response.

“Oh David,” I breathed, “this is the most
beautifully corny gift anyone has ever given me. I love it! I love you!” I
crawled forward on the bed and sat in his lap with my legs wrapped around his
waist, kissing him tenderly to show my gratitude for such a beautiful gift.
“Thank you so much, I’ll wear it always.”

“You’re more than welcome,” he whispered as
he took it from me and started undoing the clasp. “I wanted to get you
something to commemorate our first month as a couple.” I held my hair up as he
reached behind me, re-joining the clasp and adjusting the necklace so it sat
neatly on my breastbone.

I fingered the disc, twirling it as I
smiled happily at him, “A whole month hey? That’s got to be a bit of a record
for you – I’m honoured.” His longest relationship so far had been with Beth,
and that had lasted for only three weeks.

“Hey, why would I want to spend a whole
month in the company of another girl when I have always had you?” he tackled me
on the bed and started to getting frisky, I reached up and touched his, now
healed face affectionately.

“I love you David, and I love my gift,” I
whispered to him again.

He nibbled at my ear and whispered, “I love
you too Trina,” before he sat back and took his shirt off.

I looked at the clock, “Do we have time for
this?” I asked, knowing that we both had a train to catch so we would get to
work on time.

“We do if we’re quick,” he said grinning
wickedly as he whipped my pyjama shorts down my legs.

Half an hour later I was satisfied,
showered, dressed and at the kitchen table having breakfast chatting with
David’s mother.

“I am so glad you two got back together,”
she said to me after inspecting the necklace David had bought me.

“
Back
together? This is the first
time we’ve actually been a couple, before that we were just friends Mrs
Taylor,” I told her feeling a little confused. I thought she had always been clear
on our relationship status.

“No, you were together, you’ve always been
together – you just didn’t know it at the time. I could see the way you were
around each other, and I know my David. He’s been in love with you for as long
as he has known you.”

David walked out of the bathroom at that
moment, bringing the scent of soap and steam with him, passing by and kissing
me on the head before he took a seat at the table next to me. “Did you see what
I got Trina, Ma?” he asked as he crushed weetbix into his bowl.

“I did, it’s beautiful,” she said smiling.
“I was just telling Trina how glad I am to see you both so happy.”

He poured his milk and sprinkled sugar
while he nodded and grinned uncontrollably, “It’s true. I've never been
happier.”

“You should have seen him for that month
you two weren’t getting along. That big grin of his was nowhere to be seen, and
I swear he lost a good two inches in height moping around the place with his
lip out,” she teased.

“It’s true, my soul was torn in two,” he
said dramatically through a mouthful of cereal.

I laughed at him and playfully nudged into
him, “Well if it wasn’t for that month, we probably wouldn’t have had this
month.”

“You’re probably right. We'd probably still
be in ‘best friend land’ if it hadn’t been for me getting insanely jealous when
I saw you with that Elliot guy,” he admitted, chewing thoughtfully. “Has he
even spoken to you yet or is he still avoiding you?”

“Still avoiding me – the last thing I said
to him was ‘go fist yourself’ so I think it’s pretty clear to him where I stand
on everything.”

“Katrina! You didn’t say that!” Mrs Taylor
gasped almost choking on her coffee.

“I did. I was furious with him for not
having the decency to at least dump me.” I saw the questioning look on Mrs
Taylor’s face, so I filled her in. “His father threatened to take his precious
money away if he didn’t stop dating me – because as far as he was concerned a
westie girl wasn’t good enough for his son. Instead of breaking up with me
Elliot just cut off all contact.”

“Well how did you find out what happened if
he’s been ignoring you?” she asked, understandably.

“Chinese whispers,” David said knowingly.

“No, not Chinese whispers – a girl I know
at work is dating one of his friends; she found out and told me.”

“Yeah, Chinese whispers,” David repeated.

“It doesn’t matter anyway; he doesn’t sound
like a very good person if he can just stop talking to you with no
explanation,” Mrs Taylor added as she got up and took her dishes to the
kitchen.

David put his arm around me and hugged me
to him, “Well, if it wasn’t for him, we probably wouldn’t have our shit
together. At least now, we don’t have to worry about anyone else hurting you
though, right?”

“That’s right. You're my world, my
forever,” I said dramatically, laughing as I kissed him lightly on the mouth.

“Erk! You two are giving me a toothache
you’re so sweet,” Mrs Taylor put in from the kitchen. She looked at her watch,
“I have to go, or I’ll miss my train. Are you two staying here tonight or at
Katrina’s place?”

“I have my work Christmas party tonight,
and then we're going out afterwards,” I told her. “So we might go back to my
place because we’ll be late and my mum and dad sleep like the dead. We won’t
disturb them coming in.”

“Ok, well I’ll see you both over the
weekend sometime?” I nodded as she held her hand up in goodbye and walked out
the front door.

David looked at me with a mischievous grin
on his face, “What?” I asked.

“We don’t need to come home this weekend,”
he told me, his eyes sparkling.

“Why not?”

“Because, I got us a room in the city for
two nights - we can stay there all weekend.”

“Oh my god! You’re amazing.” I threw my
arms around his neck and hugged him tightly, kissing him on the cheek.

“I thought it would be nice not to worry
about parents for a weekend.”

“Have I told you today that I love you?”

“You have, but keep saying it; I like the
way it sounds.”

I told him again and kissed him
passionately, breathing him in.

“Let’s go before we miss our train,” I
suggested pulling away before we ended up in the bedroom again.

“I love half days,” Kayley said as she
approached my desk. “Are you looking forward to your first work Christmas
party?”

I wrinkled my nose, “I don’t know. I'm a
bit nervous actually.”

“Don’t be, they’re great – they are pretty
swanky and everybody gets drunk and starts dancing and letting loose. Then we
are all going out afterwards so it’s a day and night full of fun, fun, fun!”