Okay, I know I haven't finished my other story, but, here's this one... I just can't get it out of my head. Here's the summery and a little taste of the first chapter... Enjoy.
I was married once. Still am actually.
Josh and I got married straight out of high school and didn't know what our "married life" would be like… well, that's not completely true. We didn't really care what our lives would be like as long as we could get away from overbearing and controlling parents, and an irrational, idiotic, stupid, and gold-digging aunt.
And as if my life couldn't get any more clichéd I married the school's heartthrob. Yup, the school's golden boy and captain of the football team – I told you it was cliché – Josh Anderson.
And who was I in high school? Wait for it, wait for it, the noticed geek. There. You might think I made a typo and meant unnoticed, but, no. I made no such error. I was noticed, hell, all nerds, geeks, four eyes and brainies, or whatever you might call them are noticed. Don't act so shocked, everyone knows who the uncoolest kid in school is, so that makes them noticed, or known, right?
You don't like my logic, do you? Well, that right there is why no one liked me. Because everyone thought that I rambled on and on, well, at times it may be true, but… I'm right about this. But, what everyone didn't like was what Josh did. He liked that I was unaffected by his charm, and that's how we got to know one another… Well, that and some unexpected lip lock and really hard hits life threw at me.
And before I knew what was happening, I was being ravished!
Okay, no, I wasn't, but I was getting sexually assaulted. A total stranger was kissing me, pinning me to his muscular body that was radiating heat and warming my cooled body. I was reeling, who was this guy who was cradling my head brusquely and was kissing me so… so… so much better than all of my past boyfriends.
AHA! So it was them! They were the ones who couldn't kiss, well, no, it doesn't count yet, since he's the one kissing me, well, only one way to find out.
I pressed my lips against his, moving at the same time he did, his hand slid down my spine to the small of my back and I gasped at the shivers that went through me. Wow, I had never felt that before! He slid his tongue in my mouth and it tasted of alcohol, but the feeling, his tongue sliding with mine, the texture… oh, that feeling was intoxicating! I instinctively wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me, if that's even possible and dug my fingers in his silky hair.
We feasted on each other's lips for a long minute, and in that minute I forgot I was kissing a total stranger, all I wanted to do was keep kissing him, and if his pulling me closer meant anything, well, then, I think he wanted to keep on going with the current activities… Or take it up to my room! Not that I would let him lead me to my room to have sex.
I heard someone clear their throat and I opened my eyes, when had I closed them? I tried to pull away from the stranger, but he moaned in irritation and kept on kissing me. I pushed him again and he stopped, stepping away from me but keeping his hand on my waist.
"Miss, are you Emily Bennett?" an old gruffy cop asked me eyeing me and the stranger, who was holding on to my hip like if I were his. I looked up at him and was not surprised to see Josh – the school's biggerst player – at my side, his lips a light pink and his hair a pretty sexy disarray – if I do say so myself – from making out.
"Miss?" The cop repeated. I gave Josh a death glare in warning, that if I got in trouble, he was going to pay.
"Yes, I'm Emily Bennett." Then I really looked at him. He was a cop. Looking for me. Cops coming to your house was never a good thing. I learned that from all the cop shows I've seen. "Why? What's wrong?" I demanded, but my voice sounded flat to my ears. I wanted to know what was wrong, but I was scared to hear the news. The cop's eyes dropped to the floor, but before they did, I was a change in them - from irritation fo our PDA to sympathy - pity. "What's wrong? What happened?"
My stomach was a pool of acid and I felt it was threatening going to come out… "Your parents were in a car accident earlier today," was all the cop said.
And everything changed.