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I know my place is nowhere you should roam
Where did Natasha go?! Will they be able to stop her drastic desicion?! Find out in this chapter!
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Chapter 19- I know my place is nowhere you should roam
~Patrick~
“Oh, God.”
I ran outside as fast as I could and got in the car. Pete hopped in beside me with Madison. Natasha's car was far away, but I could at least see where she was.
“Woah, Patrick, slow down!” Pete said, clutching Madison.
“Why didn't you put her in the car seat?”
“I knew that you were in a hurry, so I just sat her on my lap.”
I shook my head. “Okay, but please be careful.”
“Hey, I'm nothing but careful.”
That one made me laugh.
“What? I am!”
I didn't say anything and kept driving. After twenty minutes, she finally stopped at a bar. We watched her go in and shorty afterwards followed her in.
She had a beer in her hand.
“Natasha!” I ran up to her.
She looked up at me with sad eyes. They looked hallow. It made me want to pull her into a hug and never let go.
Pete looked uncomfortable. “I'm....uh....gonna wait in the car and actually put Madison in the seat this time. You two can talk.”
He left and then I turned my attention on Natasha. “Why?”
She took a sip a beer. “Why what?”
“Why do you want to kill yourself?”
“I thought Pete made that clear.” She took another swig of beer. I then took it out of her hand and replaced it with my hand.
“Please tell me. I want to hear it coming from you.”
She took a deep breath and a tear fell down her face. “Because I love you.” She choked out.
I set down her beer and pulled her into a hug.
She eventually pushed away. “I guess I should elaborate more.”
I nodded.
She pulled out a piece of paper.
“Dear Patrick, I am so sorry that I am making your life a living nightmare, but I just can't help myself. I love you so much, and it crushed me when you chose Pete. Did you know that I loved you my whole life? Ever since the first day I met you. You had on an argyle sweater vest and tan shorts. You also had your black socks pulled up to your knees. I thought you were so cute, when all my friends called you a nerd. Every time we spent time together, I wrote it down in my diary, which is what I have next to this letter. The reason why I'm giving it to you is because I won't be here to write in it anymore. When you read this tomorrow, you will be reading it over my dead body. I'm sorry that it had to be this way, but if I can't have you, there is no reason to live.”
She put it away and took a hold of my hand. “I meant every word and I still do.”
“Natasha, I-” I stuttered. “I don't know what to say. I never knew you felt this way.”
“I hid it well.”
I started to blush. “I always had a huge crush on you, but I didn't think I was good enough for you.”
She laughed hysterically. “Me, too good for you? Ha ha ha, that's funny.”
I looked into her eyes. “No, I'm serious. You are too good for me. You're smart, pretty, and funny. I'm just this short awkward guy that no one likes who somehow got famous.”
“Oh, Patrick. You have no idea how much more you are.”
“How? I honestly don't see why you think I'm so special.”
“Patrick, you have the power to make everyone smile just by looking at you. You're so sweet, even when people aren't so nice to you back. I-”
She blushed. “Well, I don't know why I'm telling you this, but I often have, uh, sexual fantasies about you.”
If I could raise one eye brow, I would have at that moment. “Sexual fantasies? Please, go on.”
She turned a deeper shade of red. “Yeah, uh, sometimes, I would think about you naked in a tub of banana pudding.”
That one really puzzled me. “Pudding?”
“Yes, pudding.”
I laughed, then I put on a serious tone. “So, are you not gonna kill yourself now?”
“Uh....”
“Natasha, I'm serious.”
“Okay, I won't. As long as you fulfill my sexual fantasy.”
I choked on her beer that I was sipping on. “You want me to get into a tub full of pudding naked?”
She smiled wickedly. “Yes. Banana pudding.”
“No way.”
The next day, I found myself in a robe next to a tub of pudding.
“Do I have to do this? You don't want to see my body.”
“Oh, yes I do.”
I sighed and pulled off my robe and let it drop to my feet. Natasha whistled. I went to go climb in the tub but I heard Natasha say, “No.”
I stopped. “No what?”
“Let me get a good look at you first.”
“What do you want me to do?”
She smiled. “Well a lot of things, but I'm just gonna have you turn around in a circle slowly.”
I started to spin slowly as I felt her eyes on my skin, eying me like a piece of meat. I shivered.
I heard her moan. “Very nice. I didn't notice before, but you have a very big, uh, area.”
I was confused. “Is that a fat joke?”
She grinned. “No, I was talking about your,” She said something so quietly that I couldn't hear her.
“What?”
“I said that you have a big penis, okay?”
I turned a deep shade of red. “Uh, thanks. Can I get in the pudding now?” I could use a cool down.
“Sure.”
As I got in, I saw her taking off her clothes.
“What are you doing?”
“I'm getting in with you, of course.”
“Oh, I, uh, didn't expect that.”
“You thought that I was gonna sit there and watch you? Ha!”
She stripped out of her underwear and took off her bra. Her body was even more beautiful than I remembered.
She slowly lowered herself into the tub and sat next to me. She took her finger and drug it across my chest. She stuck her finger in her mouth and said, “Mmm, tastes like you only sweeter.”
I laughed nervously. Suddenly I felt something grab my penis. I looked at Natasha's face and I saw her smirk.
She rubbed me until I got hard. Then she wrapped her hand around it and started to move it up and down in a steady rhythm.
I moaned and then bit my lip. I put my hand over hers and followed her rhythm.
She quickened her pace and I soon let out an uncontrollable moan and I let loose.
She smiled at my pleasure. “I'm guessing you enjoyed that?”
“Yeah, but,” I thought about Pete. “Now I'm gonna feel bad that I basically cheated on Pete again.”
“Well, he knows about the pudding. That's all he has to know.”
Just then, Pete walked through the door and looked at us. He grinned and went to the kitchen. He came back with a spoon.
“Yum, banana pudding, my favorite!”
And he stuck his spoon in and took a bite. I cringed.
“Babe, I don't think you want to eat that pudding.”
“Why not? All you did was sit in it.”
I thought about what else was in the pudding. Apparently, Natasha thought about it too and started giggling. I nudged her to be quiet.
“What?” Pete asked with his spoon full of pudding.
“Nothing.”
Pete shrugged and continued eating my semen pudding.
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Wow, Pete has no idea what she's eating! What's gonna happen next? I don't know! But read the next chapter and I'll figure it out! And I just wanted to say.....GO OBAMA!!!! Sorry to all of you republicans. Please no nasty comments. They make me mad. :)
alex -nods- :Hello, biggest fan! Thanks for reading and being the ONLY ONE COMMENTING!!!!
Come on, guys. Please comment. It'll make me extremely happy. :)
~Patrick~
“Oh, God.”
I ran outside as fast as I could and got in the car. Pete hopped in beside me with Madison. Natasha's car was far away, but I could at least see where she was.
“Woah, Patrick, slow down!” Pete said, clutching Madison.
“Why didn't you put her in the car seat?”
“I knew that you were in a hurry, so I just sat her on my lap.”
I shook my head. “Okay, but please be careful.”
“Hey, I'm nothing but careful.”
That one made me laugh.
“What? I am!”
I didn't say anything and kept driving. After twenty minutes, she finally stopped at a bar. We watched her go in and shorty afterwards followed her in.
She had a beer in her hand.
“Natasha!” I ran up to her.
She looked up at me with sad eyes. They looked hallow. It made me want to pull her into a hug and never let go.
Pete looked uncomfortable. “I'm....uh....gonna wait in the car and actually put Madison in the seat this time. You two can talk.”
He left and then I turned my attention on Natasha. “Why?”
She took a sip a beer. “Why what?”
“Why do you want to kill yourself?”
“I thought Pete made that clear.” She took another swig of beer. I then took it out of her hand and replaced it with my hand.
“Please tell me. I want to hear it coming from you.”
She took a deep breath and a tear fell down her face. “Because I love you.” She choked out.
I set down her beer and pulled her into a hug.
She eventually pushed away. “I guess I should elaborate more.”
I nodded.
She pulled out a piece of paper.
“Dear Patrick, I am so sorry that I am making your life a living nightmare, but I just can't help myself. I love you so much, and it crushed me when you chose Pete. Did you know that I loved you my whole life? Ever since the first day I met you. You had on an argyle sweater vest and tan shorts. You also had your black socks pulled up to your knees. I thought you were so cute, when all my friends called you a nerd. Every time we spent time together, I wrote it down in my diary, which is what I have next to this letter. The reason why I'm giving it to you is because I won't be here to write in it anymore. When you read this tomorrow, you will be reading it over my dead body. I'm sorry that it had to be this way, but if I can't have you, there is no reason to live.”
She put it away and took a hold of my hand. “I meant every word and I still do.”
“Natasha, I-” I stuttered. “I don't know what to say. I never knew you felt this way.”
“I hid it well.”
I started to blush. “I always had a huge crush on you, but I didn't think I was good enough for you.”
She laughed hysterically. “Me, too good for you? Ha ha ha, that's funny.”
I looked into her eyes. “No, I'm serious. You are too good for me. You're smart, pretty, and funny. I'm just this short awkward guy that no one likes who somehow got famous.”
“Oh, Patrick. You have no idea how much more you are.”
“How? I honestly don't see why you think I'm so special.”
“Patrick, you have the power to make everyone smile just by looking at you. You're so sweet, even when people aren't so nice to you back. I-”
She blushed. “Well, I don't know why I'm telling you this, but I often have, uh, sexual fantasies about you.”
If I could raise one eye brow, I would have at that moment. “Sexual fantasies? Please, go on.”
She turned a deeper shade of red. “Yeah, uh, sometimes, I would think about you naked in a tub of banana pudding.”
That one really puzzled me. “Pudding?”
“Yes, pudding.”
I laughed, then I put on a serious tone. “So, are you not gonna kill yourself now?”
“Uh....”
“Natasha, I'm serious.”
“Okay, I won't. As long as you fulfill my sexual fantasy.”
I choked on her beer that I was sipping on. “You want me to get into a tub full of pudding naked?”
She smiled wickedly. “Yes. Banana pudding.”
“No way.”
The next day, I found myself in a robe next to a tub of pudding.
“Do I have to do this? You don't want to see my body.”
“Oh, yes I do.”
I sighed and pulled off my robe and let it drop to my feet. Natasha whistled. I went to go climb in the tub but I heard Natasha say, “No.”
I stopped. “No what?”
“Let me get a good look at you first.”
“What do you want me to do?”
She smiled. “Well a lot of things, but I'm just gonna have you turn around in a circle slowly.”
I started to spin slowly as I felt her eyes on my skin, eying me like a piece of meat. I shivered.
I heard her moan. “Very nice. I didn't notice before, but you have a very big, uh, area.”
I was confused. “Is that a fat joke?”
She grinned. “No, I was talking about your,” She said something so quietly that I couldn't hear her.
“What?”
“I said that you have a big penis, okay?”
I turned a deep shade of red. “Uh, thanks. Can I get in the pudding now?” I could use a cool down.
“Sure.”
As I got in, I saw her taking off her clothes.
“What are you doing?”
“I'm getting in with you, of course.”
“Oh, I, uh, didn't expect that.”
“You thought that I was gonna sit there and watch you? Ha!”
She stripped out of her underwear and took off her bra. Her body was even more beautiful than I remembered.
She slowly lowered herself into the tub and sat next to me. She took her finger and drug it across my chest. She stuck her finger in her mouth and said, “Mmm, tastes like you only sweeter.”
I laughed nervously. Suddenly I felt something grab my penis. I looked at Natasha's face and I saw her smirk.
She rubbed me until I got hard. Then she wrapped her hand around it and started to move it up and down in a steady rhythm.
I moaned and then bit my lip. I put my hand over hers and followed her rhythm.
She quickened her pace and I soon let out an uncontrollable moan and I let loose.
She smiled at my pleasure. “I'm guessing you enjoyed that?”
“Yeah, but,” I thought about Pete. “Now I'm gonna feel bad that I basically cheated on Pete again.”
“Well, he knows about the pudding. That's all he has to know.”
Just then, Pete walked through the door and looked at us. He grinned and went to the kitchen. He came back with a spoon.
“Yum, banana pudding, my favorite!”
And he stuck his spoon in and took a bite. I cringed.
“Babe, I don't think you want to eat that pudding.”
“Why not? All you did was sit in it.”
I thought about what else was in the pudding. Apparently, Natasha thought about it too and started giggling. I nudged her to be quiet.
“What?” Pete asked with his spoon full of pudding.
“Nothing.”
Pete shrugged and continued eating my semen pudding.
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Wow, Pete has no idea what she's eating! What's gonna happen next? I don't know! But read the next chapter and I'll figure it out! And I just wanted to say.....GO OBAMA!!!! Sorry to all of you republicans. Please no nasty comments. They make me mad. :)
alex -nods- :Hello, biggest fan! Thanks for reading and being the ONLY ONE COMMENTING!!!!
Come on, guys. Please comment. It'll make me extremely happy. :)
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