The next morning, Mike was gone as usual. I shrugged it off, knowing that he was preoccupied trying to keep me safe. I walked into the kitchen to make some breakfast. A young woman about the age of twenty-eight was eating cereal. She smiled at me as I poured my own bowl. She passed a piece of paper towards me, something was scribbled upon it.
'My name is Tamara Richolds. Who are you?' I put down my spoon and took up another pen. 'I am Alexandria. Why are you here?' She smiled in warmth and quickly wrote a response. 'My husband Jerry is working with Mikael. He allowed me to stay here in hopes of keeping you company.' I stared at her for a moment. 'I don't need someone to keep me company. I am perfectly fine on my own.' She finished her bowl and put it in the sink. That's when I realized that she had written a response.
'I was born a mute. I have lived my entire life without being able to speak. I know your story and I understand the frustrations you are going through. I went through them myself. Unfortunately, I was alone. But, you won't be alone. I will help you get used to this. Whether you want me to or not.'
I turned around to look at her but she was gone. I finished my cereal and did the dishes. Did I really want her nosing around in my personal business and feelings? I sighed internally and walked back to our room. Mike was still gone and it kind of annoyed me. I flipped through the channels on the t.v. and managed to find a show that interested me. Before long, I had fallen asleep. When I woke up, Mike was tucking me into bed. I blinked away the sleep from my eyes and sat up. I stared at him for a long time til he realized that I was wanting him to explain himself.
"I was with Jerry all day trying to track down Terrance. So far, there has been minimal sightings of him outside of town. There isn't much we can do at this point because he keeps on the move. He's always one step ahead of us. It's like someones tracking us as we track him. I'm sorry, Alex. I'm doing the best I can." I saw the disappointment in his face, the droop of his shoulders said everything. He felt solely responsible for what happened to me, and was trying to make up for it. Unfortunately, there wasn't much he could do and was stressing himself out as he worked towards the ultimate goal. So the only way to get anything done was to let Mike and his friends take care of it. Mike sat down beside me and gently rubbed my back.
I looked into his eyes and smiled. No matter what happened, Mike would rescue me. He would always be my hero. I leaned forward and kissed him. He gently ran his hands through my hair and down my back. My entire body ached for him. I hated to feel that way considering that it was a rather new relationship. Part of me felt like we had been together for years. I wanted him to touch every aspect of my body. I was forever his. Mike deepened the kiss slightly and gently pushed me down on the bed. His kisses became more urgent. I lightly nibbled on his bottom lip, causing him to groan lightly.
"You're driving me crazy. If you want to stop before I go overboard, tell me now." He looked deeply into my eyes and waited patiently. I smiled and kissed him deeply. I didn't want to stop. I wanted to show him exactly how much he meant to me. He grinned ear to ear and took off his shirt. I followed suit and his smile widened. He kissed down my neck to my chest. His kisses felt so amazing. My mind went completely blank as more clothing came off. Every feeling was magnified.
I wanted to tell him how amazing everything felt. He stopped kissing me and looked into my eyes. "Don't worry, Alex. I know that you love me. I know you want to tell me your feelings. It's okay. I don't need to hear you say it. I can tell by your body language that you love me touching you." I nodded and kissed him. At least he understood my thoughts. I laid there, bare chested and bare bottomed. I was exposed completely to him. I waited patiently for him to react. He kissed down my neck, leading to my exposed breasts.
I shifted slightly, not from being uncomfortable. I was beyond comfortability. I was in pure bliss. His hot kiss blazed a trail that lit me on fire from the inside out. He made me feel things that I never thought Mike could make me feel. I was entrusting my body and soul to him alone. Before long, he was completely naked too. He caressed my body with his kisses and gentle touch. He entered me slowly, attempting to be gentle. I licked his bottom lip and pulled it into my mouth to gently suck on it. He groaned and began to thrust rapidly.
A force was building up inside me. I wanted to tell him how amazing everything felt. My release crashed over me like tidal waves. He moaned loudly and his soon followed. He kissed me deeply, wrapping his arms around me. I nuzzled my face into his neck, trying to hide my tears. It didn't work though. He pulled back, a frown of confusion was clouding his face. "Baby, what's wrong? Did I do something wrong?" I shook my head no and grabbed a notebook and pen.
'It's not anything you said or did. I hate being a mute. I can't voice my thoughts and feelings. I want to be able to tell you when something feels amazing. Making love to you was the most awesome experience I've ever felt. I wanted to tell you vocally, since I can't, my writing will have to mean more.' Mike stared at me intently. "Of course, sweetie. I know you're feeling frustrated. The way you responded to my touch was as if you were speaking vocally. Don't worry about speaking." I half heartedly smiled and began writing again.
'It's not just that. Mike, in all the years I have known you, I never thought I would feel this way. Having you by my side makes me feel whole. Like I could conquer anything that is thrown my way. What I am saying is, I love you. I love you with all my heart. And I've put my complete trust in you. I wish to be with you forever.'
I looked into Mike's eyes and was surprised to see tears. "I'm glad you feel that way. I love you too. Don't worry, sweetie. I'll never leave your side. I promise." He kissed me deeply and wiped away my tears. He shocked me completely. Most men were afraid to cry because they thought it showed weakness. I kissed him back gently and stroked his cheek. He meant so much to me. And now he knew it. I no longer had to hide my feelings. He gently tucked me into bed and crawled in beside me. He kissed my forehead and cuddle me. Sleep was no stranger tonight.
When I woke up the next morning, Mike was right beside me. I smiled and curled up closer to him. I did my best not to wake him. Only he didn't quite wake. He rolled over and pulled me into his chest. I didn't want to get out of bed, but my stomach was growling pretty loud. Mike chuckled softly and sat up in bed. "I'll make you some breakfast. I'll bring it in to you as well." I smiled and nodded. I turned on the television and flipped through the channels. I had found something to watch by the time he brought in my food. I smiled at him as he set a tray of scrambled eggs, bacon and pancakes. I poured syrup over the pancakes and began to eat. Mike seemed a little distracted. He was probably over stressing.
I finished my food and took the dishes into the kitchen. Mike had hurried off to work and left me alone. I was only partially upset that he ran off so quickly. I shrugged it off and decided to bake some chocolate chip cookies to occupy time. I was completely focused and didn't notice Tamara sitting at the counter. She had a piece of paper waiting for me.
'Are you doing any better today?' I smiled and nodded. It wasn't really any of her business but I wasn't going to be rude. 'Mike and I reconnected last night. I'm still unhappy about being mute. But, things are better than they were. He really showed me how much he loves me. I am pretty happy, though I would be happier if I could speak.' She smiled encouragingly at me. Our conversation ended there. I didn't understand why she found me to be so interesting. I ignored her and pulled the cookies from the oven. Once they were cooled, I grabbed a handful and a cup of milk. I turned on the t.v. and began to enjoy the cookies. Mike still wasn't home by the time I fell asleep. I hoped and prayed that he was okay. I didn't want to lose him. Not now when it seemed like things were getting better.