Tender
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Casts RPF › Star Wars (all)
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
11
Views:
4,939
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. I do not know the people I am writing about in this fanfiction. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
10
Marcus
"Paul!" I splutter as I swing open the door to find him there
"Hey!" he beams
"What are you doing here?" I mutter running a hand through my hair
He shuffles nervously
"Surprise!" he giggles
I frown at him, he is looking less and less sure of himself
"I just..."
"Look Paul..." I sigh deeply, craning my neck out the door, Shit please don't let him be here when Nat gets home
"What happened was a mistake..." I curse as his face distorts
"What?" he hisses
"I...I think you heard me..."
"You bastard!!"
"I never promised you anything!"
"But you..." Oh dear God please don't tell me that I was going to have to pay this one off too! I already owe Hayden thousands, and if he knew the real reason I needed the money he would be doing cartwheels of joy. Did he think I was blind, the way he looked at Natalie? he may act the big man, the tough guy like he didn't care...oh but he cared, cared a lot, I was married to the love of his life, a fact that he would like to kill me for, and to be honest I'm not sure that hasn't crossed his mind. Was I mad? I must be to take the money off him, but where else was I going to get it, tit for tat, he gives me the money, he has something over me, something he hopes will split Nat and I up, and what of the beautiful Nat? I shake my head poor deluded fool, poor sweet Nat, desperate for a baby. Something I can't give her. I'm sterile, no fertility treatments in the world will help me give her a baby and so the lies go on...and on...
"Go away Paul..." I slam the door in his face, ignoring his outraged shouts, gasping like a drowning man. Please tell me I'm going to have to beg him for more money I pray not
I feel sick as I look at the clock, jumping as I see the time, where the hell was Nat? I see the blinking red light on the phone, walking over with a sigh I click it on
"Hi Marcus..."
Natalie
"Look, sorry, but I...I've had a bit too much to drink so...I uh won't be home tonight...I'm staying..." I click the message off. So she won't be home, Guilt rolls through me at the stab of relief, so the facade can be brushed aside for one night.
"Paul!" I splutter as I swing open the door to find him there
"Hey!" he beams
"What are you doing here?" I mutter running a hand through my hair
He shuffles nervously
"Surprise!" he giggles
I frown at him, he is looking less and less sure of himself
"I just..."
"Look Paul..." I sigh deeply, craning my neck out the door, Shit please don't let him be here when Nat gets home
"What happened was a mistake..." I curse as his face distorts
"What?" he hisses
"I...I think you heard me..."
"You bastard!!"
"I never promised you anything!"
"But you..." Oh dear God please don't tell me that I was going to have to pay this one off too! I already owe Hayden thousands, and if he knew the real reason I needed the money he would be doing cartwheels of joy. Did he think I was blind, the way he looked at Natalie? he may act the big man, the tough guy like he didn't care...oh but he cared, cared a lot, I was married to the love of his life, a fact that he would like to kill me for, and to be honest I'm not sure that hasn't crossed his mind. Was I mad? I must be to take the money off him, but where else was I going to get it, tit for tat, he gives me the money, he has something over me, something he hopes will split Nat and I up, and what of the beautiful Nat? I shake my head poor deluded fool, poor sweet Nat, desperate for a baby. Something I can't give her. I'm sterile, no fertility treatments in the world will help me give her a baby and so the lies go on...and on...
"Go away Paul..." I slam the door in his face, ignoring his outraged shouts, gasping like a drowning man. Please tell me I'm going to have to beg him for more money I pray not
I feel sick as I look at the clock, jumping as I see the time, where the hell was Nat? I see the blinking red light on the phone, walking over with a sigh I click it on
"Hi Marcus..."
Natalie
"Look, sorry, but I...I've had a bit too much to drink so...I uh won't be home tonight...I'm staying..." I click the message off. So she won't be home, Guilt rolls through me at the stab of relief, so the facade can be brushed aside for one night.