Fan Fiction ❯ If You Only Knew ❯ Chapter 2
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Max’s day was a complete disaster. He could not keep his mind on work He just kept thinking about Fran and the fact that she was in love with someone else. He desperately needed to talk with her. He had no idea what about, he just needed to be near her. Was this how it was going to be for the rest of his life, pining away over someone he could not have?
He knocked softly on her bedroom door and no one answered. He slowly opened the door and entered. He looked around and she was not in the bedroom. Then he could see her bathroom door ajar and he could see her in the tub having a bubble bath. She had all her hair pulled up and the bubbles covered her almost completely, except to give a slight glimpse of her upper breasts. She had her head leaned back with her eyes closed, and she looked absolutely breathtaking.
He just stood there and watched her for a few moments, praying that she would not open her eyes and see him. He stepped back a little, enough to insure that she would not be able to see him, but he could still see her. He couldn’t believe how beautiful she was.
Was it all a dream that she was once interested in him or was it some fantasy on his part that he was finally realizing was only a fantasy? How did this terrible reality come to be that he was no longer the man she needed in her life, and that she was starting to fall in love with someone else? Max could feel tears forming in his eyes.
Then he saw her stand up and reach for the towel and his heart raced so fast, he thought he was going to pass out. He took two more steps back, turned around, opened the door and quickly moved out of her bedroom. On the other side of the door, he leaned against the wall to get his breathing back to normal. "Oh God, she is so beautiful. I love her so much. How can I live without her?"
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He knocked softly on her bedroom door and no one answered. He slowly opened the door and entered. He looked around and she was not in the bedroom. Then he could see her bathroom door ajar and he could see her in the tub having a bubble bath. She had all her hair pulled up and the bubbles covered her almost completely, except to give a slight glimpse of her upper breasts. She had her head leaned back with her eyes closed, and she looked absolutely breathtaking.
He just stood there and watched her for a few moments, praying that she would not open her eyes and see him. He stepped back a little, enough to insure that she would not be able to see him, but he could still see her. He couldn’t believe how beautiful she was.
Was it all a dream that she was once interested in him or was it some fantasy on his part that he was finally realizing was only a fantasy? How did this terrible reality come to be that he was no longer the man she needed in her life, and that she was starting to fall in love with someone else? Max could feel tears forming in his eyes.
Then he saw her stand up and reach for the towel and his heart raced so fast, he thought he was going to pass out. He took two more steps back, turned around, opened the door and quickly moved out of her bedroom. On the other side of the door, he leaned against the wall to get his breathing back to normal. "Oh God, she is so beautiful. I love her so much. How can I live without her?"
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