Best of IN TENSIONS

Stepping out into the street, crimson stained dress dripping with Zander's blood still hanging off my shoulders. Ripped tattered and torn from escaping the clutches of his possessive grip. No air left in my lungs from screaming, my voice left my body. No words could come forth from my throat. It was dry. My mind raced a mile a minute. My mascara was dried to my face. I would have thought with the river of tears and snot that had flowed from my eyes and sinuses that I would be drowning in my own bodily fluids.

I tried to flag down the first person or vehicle that I could find. It was like the worlds armageddon had just happened with the way the streets were abandoned. I was going to have to go this journey on foot. Every step that my bare feet took pounded against the rough Chicago pavement. With no shoes, no money, no family I was desperate to escape from the bloody horror that had taken place moments ago.

"What's for breakfast?" I can recall Raelynns words from that fateful morning as if they had just happened. They played on repeat, perpetually in my frazzled brain. My mind couldn't think of anything but the wonder if she would ever find me. Was she even thinking of coming after me? Why had she decided to leave? Where had she gone? What made her decide to disappear?

What about Caleb? Who was going to make his arrangements? Will I even feel safe to go and pay my respects? Will I even want to remember his face the way I had to leave it in order to keep from spending my life in prison? I remember the way he used to be the sweetest thing. Asking me to clean his chocolate face or mend his torn teddy bear.

I don't even think I checked to see if Annison completed surrendered her life to the other side. What kind of person does that make me? Who does this kind of thing to something so innocent. What happens to someone's mind when their thoughts and memory just completely go dark? I cannot even process a thought or remember what had really happened. I can only remember the smallest of details that may not matter to everyone else, but they became embedded in my brain.

The smell of Athena's perfume, the clothes that she had been wearing. The fact that Caleb's face was covered with sapphire bruises and dried blood. Annison had worn the outfit that always made me ground her. Her grey tank top that showed way too much cleavage and the black denim jeans that had holes way too close to her ass. We hadn't even finished our morning chat, I hadn't made the kids lunches for school yet. I left the loaf of bread open, and the peanut butter and jelly on the counter. I hadn't signed the field trip form for Raelynn to go canoeing this weekend. I only remember the silly things people take for granted.

The beautiful pink and purple sky was beginning to grow grey and black. Hopefully the moon will shine bright enough tonight to light my path into freedom. The starlit sky may help ease my fright and calm my memories so i can focus on me getting to somewhere safe. Somewhere He wont find me. He knows I didn't mean any of it. None of my hateful slurs, I couldn't admit to him I was no longer in love with him. I was in love with someone else. Well two people actually. I didn't want anything to get in the way of what I was feeling in my heart.

Headlights came into my view just as my feet grew too tired to take another step. Dare it be Zander? Did he even care enough to come after me? What would he do to me if he were to know where I was? The vehicle slowed to a creeping stop right in front of me. The tinted windows rolled down on the navy blue 1980's Ford Mustang, and I heard an oh so familar voice. The deep growl coming from the drivers side almost calmed my shaking nerves. I peeked through the opening from the leaves of the small beech tree, almost barren from autumns wrath I had ducked behind in attempts to hide myself.

I could barely see his face. Although I had envisioned it in my fantasies several times. Tall, dark and handsome. Shorter dark brown hair I could run my fingers through. Clean cut shave outlined his perfectly groomed beard and mustache. Hazel eyes I could stare into for days and lose all train of thought and track of anything I was doing. His strong muscles that I could imagine wrapped around my shaking body. His loving touch that could send me into another world as his fingertips traced my body.

"Get in beautiful. I'll take you wherever you want to go. I can take you places you've never been to if you would only let me."

His deep voice was like a wave of pleasure running through my body. Making me forget all my worries and troubles with every word he uttered. My body already trembling, got chills at the thought of being next to him. My body aching and sore from the struggle and brutal scene I had just left, slowly scrambled out from behind the tree and started toward his car. I could barely walk as it was, but now my legs were starting to tremble at the impure thoughts that now entered my mind. He got out of the vehicle to open the door for me, he knew I was in trouble and he somehow managed to find me. He always manages to know where I am and when to come and rescue me. I got in his car and he closed the door. I felt 16 again. My heart fluttered, my hands became clammy and I crossed my legs as the rip in my dress revealed my pink panties. I felt him looking my body up and down as if he were undressing me with his mind. He put the car in park as we started down the road. Dimly lit by the moonlight and his shitty headlights.

Several minutes later I finally got my hormones in check enough to speak to him. "How did you know where to find me Vaughn?" my squeaky voice uttered.

" Baby, there's no limit to what I wouldn't do to find your sweet ass"

Blushing, I couldn't even respond. I leaned over to kiss his neck and the smell of his cologne gave me a rush there are no words to describe. He slid his hand down the small of my back holding me in his oh so familiar way. He let his fingers crawl up my back trying to find the clasp of my bra. I was surprised he hadn't noticed first thing that I wasnt wearing one. My lace hot pink underwear were the only things covering any of my naughtiness. Creeping up even farther he grabbed at the worn fabric covering my body, giving it a tug he ripped the rest of my dress off of me and threw it in the backseat. I continued to kiss his neck and he took his hand off of the wheel and pushed it down further so mine would be around the bulge in his pants. I couldn't help myself. I grabbed his crotch and what I felt made me like a giddy school girl. All I could feel was his cock. suddenly that was all that could enter my mind was him entering me.

I asked him to pull over so we could actually hold each other. Not giving any mind to the fact that Zander could come after me any minute seething with rage fro what had happened at the house. Paying no mind to the danger I was actually in. I felt safe with him. Like I was protected from all evil. He whipped the car into the next gravel pull off and killed the engine. I reached over and switched off the headlights and cracked the window so the steam coming from our bodies wouldn't fog up the window.

I removed his shirt and threw my leg over his body. Sat my happy ass down ontop of him so I could get comfy enough to show him my appreciation for coming to rescue me from my disaster of a life. Passing cars, if they were to look in, they would be able to catch a glimpse of my exposed naked breasts that his hands were gently around. I reached down and unbukcled his belt, unzipping his pants carefully as he rarely wore boxers. Clumsily I slid his pants down to his ankles and they covered his redwing boots. I looked down at his manhood which was standing straight up looking right back at me. Sliding down into the floorboard I slowly pressed my lips against his cock, remembering the taste of his beautiful package. Sure no one could see me I began slowly sliding my tongue up and down his steel solid shaft.

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