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| FOREVER DELAYED by Louise <<< part 1 PART 2 'Trapped in this eternity, stranded helpless, endless alone' It's been three years since you spent that wonderful night with James. He had left early that next morning, "I will always love you, you are my soul mate" were his parting words. Since then you'd had no contact with him or any of the band. You have carried on, watching their career with pride as they became more and more successful. Then that fateful day when you heard the news of Richey's disappearance, you were devastated. You had been parted from him for six months when he'd vanished, you knew how ill he'd become, reading in the press of him having to go into The Priory. You still felt guilty about how you left him and then sleeping with James. Had James told Richey of that night? No, you didn't think so, he loved both you and Richey too much. 'You've stopped me hurting but so much disorder, winter flowers, did you ever forgive her' After a while life had started to get better, you know you'll never love anyone like you love James but circumstances in your ever changing life meant you had to go on. You still don't go out with any men, although they are interested, but they seem to be so dull after James and you find you are always comparing them to him. You still follow the bands progress in the papers and on tv. You are very proud of them when they came back after Richey's disappearance and are as successful now, if not more, than they were before. You also read about James, dating starlets and going to parties, he is quite the lad about town. You don't blame him, life goes on as they say! 'It's easier to make love to a stranger than to ask a friend to call' One day, while glancing threw a local paper you notice that Patrick Jones, Nicky's brother, is doing a poetry reading at a pub near where you live. You'd always got on well with Patrick, such a lovely, genuine man. You phone your friend and ask her if she'd go with you to see him. She is so surprised that you actually want to go out that she immediately agrees. You arrange to meet her at the pub the next evening. You feel really nervous when you walk into the pub the next night, you actually feel sick. Your friend buys you a drink and tries to calm you down, she knows it's more than just the fact of coming out, it's seeing Patrick, the only link with The Manics you've had in three years. When you do see Patrick he is over the moon, he comes running up to you and picks you up, spinning you around. "What are you doing here? it's great to see you after all this time. How are you? you look beautiful." He is smiling his lovely Jones Smile, he reminds you so much of Nicky. It's just like old times, you both chat away as if it were only yesterday that you saw each other. He tells you all that's been happening with the band. Nicky's still happily married and thinking of starting a family. Sean has moved in with his long time girlfriend and still buying cars he can't drive! James is shagging everything in sight and drinking heavily, Patrick tells you he thinks James is searching for something but has yet to find it. When you hear James' name mentioned your heart skips a beat. Will you ever get over him? Your heart is thumping so hard you almost miss Patrick saying that he is staying with James while he is in London and did you have a message for him? You tell him just to say hello and hope he is well...What more could you say? 'And yet I kept my silence, your memory is still mine, no I will not share them' You try to get off the subject, "I love your poetry Patrick, have you a book I could buy?" you try to sound normal. Patrick says he'll send you a copy you give him your address your hands shaking as you write it down. Your head is still spinning with the knowledge that James lives near and that Patrick is staying with him. You say your goodbyes to Patrick, promising to keep in touch and you and your friend make your way home. You return home feeling tender and tired, your friend offers to stay with you but you tell her you'd rather be on your own. After she leaves you make yourself a strong drink and sink onto the sofa, thoughts perpetually running through your head. After a few hours you decide to go to bed knowing you'll have to be getting up early in the morning, you know you wont bad able to sleep, but you have to try. 'Hello it's us again, we're still so in love with you and yes we mean it too' As you make your way to the bedroom, there is a knock on the door. You look at the clock, it has just gone 12'o'clock.You think it is your friend returning, she worries so! You open the door and just stare at the man standing in front of you. It's James. His hair is shorter and he is a little heavier but he still looks gorgeous. "Can I come in?" he asks shyly. You stand to one side, stunned, and he passes by, walking to the lounge. You follow him, it's so surreal, you can't believe he's here. "You came" is all you manage to say. He turns to look at you, you see the hunger in his eyes and something else...Love. He still loves you, still wants you. He takes two steps forward and all of a sudden you are in his arms, he is holding you so tightly you can feel his heart beating against yours. "I love you, always have, always will" he whispers into your hair. He tilts your head back, his beautiful brown eyes searching yours. "Do you still love me?" his asks uncertainly. "Oh yes James" you reply. His lips gently touch yours, his eyes are open as if he is afraid to close them because when he opens them you might not be there, it could all be a dream. You kiss him back. The kiss gets more passionate, you are both lost in each others arms. You pull back suddenly, "I have to tell you James, there is another man in my life now." James looks at you in disbelief. Before he can say anything you take him by the hand and lead him to the bedroom door and walk in. On a bed by the window is a little boy of about two years old. James looks at the sleeping form, the face is a mirror image of himself. He looks back at you and starts to speak, you put a finger to his lips and lead him out of the room. James stares at you in wonder. "He's my son" he states, "Yes" you reply, "his name is Jamey." Tears start to run down his cheeks, he takes you in his arms, "I love you so much, I missed you, I can't live without you, marry me, make me whole." You kiss him, now tears are running down your cheeks. "Yes" you say in-between kisses. He kisses you so tenderly then with more urgency, his lips crushing down on yours, you return with the same passion, drowning in his love. His expert tongue searching the hollows of your throat, his hands pulling off your clothes, he pull off your top and kisses the swell of your breasts. You both fall onto the sofa, your hands struggling to undo his jeans, he helps you and you slip them off. His penis is so big, you take it in your hand and stroke it gently at first, then faster. James closes his eyes and lets out a moan. You bend your head down and slowly take him in your mouth, kissing the end then softly sucking, he gasps and calls out your name, you feel he is about to explode. You lift up your head and kiss his hard stomach, going up to his nipples, biting them playfully. He pushes you back onto the sofa, he kneels over you, taking his time, focusing for a decadent moment on each of your breast, whispering soft endearments. His experienced fingers finding your swollen mould, wet with desire. He gently pushes his fingers into you, slowly at first then faster, you cry out, calling his name, your thighs quivering. He pulls his fingers out and kisses you tenderly. "Please make love to me, now, James, I need you inside me" you plead. He smiles as he enters you, his thrust becoming more rampant, you wrap your legs around him as he plunges ever deeper, you cry out his name again, he moans in pleasure as you feel him explode into you, you orgasm at the same time, your whole body rigid as he delves further inside you. You both never want it to end, you want the ecstasy, the heady moment to go on forever. James looks at you, the love in his eyes is unmistakable. "You and Jamey are my future, at long last we can be together, we've waited long enough for this." You snuggle into his chest. Now you know, that the past is 'forever delayed', you can look to the future, and it is a wonderful one. THE END. <<< Louise's stories |