As I hold the child in my arms I look into the shop from where she came from and that’s when I hear her call. “Emily, Emily where are you?” The child gives a wriggle in my arms and goes to call out.
“Mu...” My hand slams over her mouth stopping any sound coming out of her mouth. The child is so shocked that she doesn’t even try to remove my hand. I begin to walk down the street and then it hits me. What am I doing? I put her back down on the floor and take her hand.
“Let’s go find your mummy” As we walk back to the shop I can still hear Angela calling. As we walk in the shop there she is. Angela stood there a smile spreads across my face and I walk towards her.
“MUMMY” the little girl shouts and breaks free of my grip and runs towards her, Angela turns around.
“Emily” she turns and see hers daughter and her smile the fades as she sees me.
“She ran out of the shop and I heard you call so I brought her back in for you”
“Thank you “Angela touches my right arm and I feel her skin touch mine and it sends shivers down my spine “... are you okay” a single tear is running down my face as I stare at Angela.
“Yes, yes sorry” I glance at the child “I would hate to think what would happen if I hadn’t of found her” I smile and walk out of the shop and back to my flat.
After that meeting with Angela I needed to see her again and that’s when the next morning I found myself on the bus back to Colt Street. As the bus pulls over I smile at the bus driver and step out into the sunshine. I pull my bag back onto my shoulder and head towards the house. I walk straight up to the door and bang my fist onto it. He then comes to the door that man I had slept with, the wonderful man that brought Angela into my life. “What are you doing here” he goes to close the door but I put my bag in the way. I glance behind and see Angelas car is missing so I push my way inside. I slam the front door behind me and push him up against the wall.
“I’ve missed you” He grabs me by the arms and tries to push me away. “Ever since that night together I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you” I push my hand down towards his penis and give it a squeeze. As I do so I see the delight in his eyes and in one swift movement open his zipper. He barley puts up a fight as I unbuckle his belt and lower his trousers. As I pull down his underwear his penis is already hard and I look up at him and smile. “I can see you have missed me too” He grins down at me and says,
“I haven’t got any money on me”
“This one is free” I wink at him and stand up, I look over at the living room then up the stairs but then I see a large kitchen with a worktop big enough to fit us both on. “Let’s do it in the kitchen” I tread on his trousers and underwear to help them slip over his feet and I then lead him by his hand into the kitchen. Once inside the kitchen I push him onto the worktop first. “Call me Angela will you” He looks at me confused for a few seconds but then rips open my blouse and a few buttons fall to the floor. I slide off my underwear and climb up on top of him and guide him inside me. I begin to kiss his chest and bite his nipples and he begins to moan. His hand then flies out and knocks over a stand holding various bits of cutlery. I push myself up which pushes him further inside me, he grabs my hips and thrusts harder. “Call me Angela” I scream “ Call me Angela” I close my eyes as he grabs my breasts and I continue to shout “Call me Angela” as he fucks me faster I begin to scream the words over and over again and he lets out a loud groan. “CALL ME ANGELA, CALL ME ANGELA, CALL ME ANGELA” Just as he groans I feel a rush go over my body and I let out a scream. He stops stops thrusting so I carry on for a while until I climax again and I then pull him out and lay down next to him panting. My eyes remain closed as I roll over and put my arm around his chest when I feel the wet touch on my arm where he no doubt cummed all over his chest. As my heart stops racing I relax and feel my body drift into a sleep.
Slowly my eyes open and I see the kitchen ceiling above me and I grin “that was good wasn’t it” I say but get no response. So I put my hand out next to me and feel something cold which makes me sit upright and look down next to me where I see blood everywhere and several holes in his chest with a knife by the side of him. I jump off the counter and put my hand to my mouth as I back into the corner of the room where I slide down the wall and sit onto the floor.
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I hope you enjoyed Bad Love Part 3 and look forward to part Four
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