Molly
Today has been crazy and yet the really fucked up thing about it all is that I can't even say that it's the worst day that I have had in my life. How the hell can so much happen in such a short space of time and how the fuck can I escape death three times in just a few days? God must really want me here. My mind drifts back to seeing Amy laying there lifeless on the rocks, it was awful to see, it doesn't matter how I feel about her I didn't want that to happen to her. Thankfully when Tom checked she still had a pulse and it stayed that way.
After the paramedics arrived at the river they quickly got to work on her and got her rushed to the hospital. Chris went with her to give them all the details that they will need so that he can contact her parents then he's going to head home. Jack spoke to him not too long ago and she's still unconscious, she's fighting for her life and despite everything that she has done I still find myself hoping that she will be ok.
As for everything that was revealed about John on the bridge, well after a lot of talking he told the guys that he's going to tell Ruby everything and I'm scared, scared of what will happen and knowing all that he's about to tell her makes my heart break for her. How she's going to take this I'll never know but I pray with all I have that they can come through it, that their marriage is strong enough to survive.
None of us believe that he did actually cheat, we suspect that Amy made it all up but that doesn't make things any better. He has still spent over a year lying to everyone and I'm not sure how Ruby is going to handle it. If anything I already know that she will be more upset and angry at what he's done to Christian than herself.
While Tom headed to the hospital with Christian the rest of us have left the farm and are heading home. I'm currently in Jack's truck with him, Zack, Callum, and the kids while John and Ruby are heading back in their own truck. We all agreed to act normal until we get back then John will tell her everything. I'm not sure what any of the boys are thinking or feeling about John right now but I know it can't be good.
Me however I'm so fucking torn about it. On one hand, I hate what he's done to everyone, especially Chris and Ruby but a small part of me can't help but feel sorry for him for getting himself into his situation. Still, what he's been doing to keep it covered and what he was willing to do today was awful and I know that there are still a lot of questions to be answered, I have a few myself.
"How are you doing, sweetheart?" I look up to see Jack staring at me from the front passenger seat. I'm honestly not sure if I'm ok or not and my shoulder shrug and head shake tell him just that. "Things will be ok, Molls." His words sound genuine but I'm pretty sure that he's just saying what he thinks I want to know rather than the actual truth.
"Where's daddy?" Brody's little voice carries through the truck while Sophie and Katie are both sound asleep in their chairs. "He just had to go out for a little while with Uncle Tom but he'll be back as soon as he can." Zack sounds like there's nothing wrong and I'm glad he can manage to do it to help keep Brody calm. "How about me, you and your sisters go get some frozen yogurt?" That has Brody beaming as he frantically nods his head. "Oh, now that does sound good can I come too," Callum asks Brody as he pulls into Penny's drive. "As long as your paying," Zack shouts. "Deal!" Brody is so happy that it's hard not to smile at him.
Jack and I decline the offer for ice cream faking bad heads but the truth is I can't keep up this front anymore and I don't think Jack can either. None of us says a word to each other as we head inside Pennie's but the moment we see John and Ruby head into the kitchen we both silently head upstairs to give them some privacy and take a moment for ourselves. I head for the Christians' room, change my clothes into something comfy then crawl under the covers. I'm in need of a shower but I just don't seem to have the energy right now.
I'm not sure how long I lay there before the bedroom door opens and in walks the man who is slowly capturing my heart. He comes over to the bed and sits down beside me as he blesses me with that smile of his that always makes me feel weak at the knees. He leans down and places a gentle kiss on my forehead and I have to force back a protest when he pulls back from me. “How are you doing, sweetheart?”
"I'm fine. How are you doing? Today has been huge for you in so many ways." I'm not fine but he has been through some life-changing stuff today so I don't want to make this about me, my stuff can wait. "What did we say about lying?" Ahh shit, ok so he's got me there. "Ok, I'm not fine but honestly I'm not really sure how I feel right now except that I'm worried about you and the rest of your family."
"I can get that but when you're ready to talk I'm here, ok? As for the rest of us, we'll be ok, it'll take time but we'll work through it. I'll be dammed if I let Amy ruin our family." I'm glad he's willing to move forward with this, out of all of the guys he's the one with more reason to be pissed and yet, he's willing to push it aside and move on. "Do you think your Mom and Dad are going to be ok?" The sadness that washes over his face is heartbreaking.
"I don't know baby, I'd reckon they are strong enough to overcome it but it's still a lot and I don't know how Ma will take it. Anyway enough about me how are you doing, really?" I shrug my shoulders because I'm not even sure where to start. "How about we don't talk about all the shit going on anymore today?" I give him a nod but then he stands up and I find myself praying that he doesn't leave. I just want him close right now. "Room in that bed for one more?" His smirk quickly has me smiling and his question has me laughing. "Christian, it's your bed." He removes his shirt and pulls back the cover. "Still gotta be a gentleman or Ma will whip my ass!"
He lays down and raises his arm and I automatically scoot closer to him and rest my head on his chest. This is the first time that we've laid in a bed together and while I know that it should feel a little awkward but it doesn't. In fact, it feels just like it's meant to be, like we were always meant to be together here and for a moment that thought winds me. We've only been together a day and yet my mind seems to be miles ahead of where it should be.
"Molls." I look up to see a concerned look on Chris's face. "Sorry, did you say something?" He lets out a little laugh. "Oh, well I'm sorry if my talking bores you so much that you have to zone out." I turn my body more so that I can face him and a yelp rushes out of me when he grabs me under my arms and pulls me so that I'm now laying on his chest, our faces so close that I can feel his breath on mine. "That's not true, I was just thinking that's all." I go to wiggle myself off him but he wraps his arms around my back and firmly holds me.
"Chris I'm gonna hurt you." As soon as the last words leave my mouth I instantly regret saying them because I know he doesn't like it but I can't help it, some habits take a while to leave you. "No, you're not, Jesus, Molly I can barely feel you." I shake my head wanting to believe his words but struggling. "I know you don't believe me right now and I also know that when you're ready that you will tell me why you feel this way about yourself but in the meantime I want you to start trusting me when I say that I always want you sitting on my lap or laying on me like this. you won't hurt me, Molls, it would hurt more not getting to hold you in any of those ways."
It's easy to see that he means what he says and it does help a little inside. "I'll try to work on it and I will tell you but just not today ok?" He nods and graces me with his beautiful smile. "Whenever your ready baby I'll be here. Fuck you so beautiful!" He leans down and places a sweet gentle kiss on my lips that soon turns harder and more demanding, he runs his tongue across my bottom lip and I know what he wants but I decide to play with him a little.
Of course, that backfires quickly as he bites down on my bottom lip causing me to gasp and he uses that chance to put his tongue in my mouth and then I lose all sense as the kiss quickly becomes hot and demanding and fucking heaven. Jesus Christ this man can kiss. I'm not sure how long we kiss but soon we both need air and he pulls back making me instantly want his lips back on mine. Instead, he starts placing sweet little kisses across my jawline and makes me giggle when he nibbles on my earlobe. He carries on kissing me from my ear down my neck and holy shit does it turn me on.
He continues to kiss and nip at my neck before lightly biting my shoulder then he comes back to my lips once more. At this point were both starting to pant and I can feel myself getting so wet that it's embarrassing. I let out a yelp and then laugh when he suddenly flips us so I'm now laying underneath him, how the fuck has he done that so easily I'll never know but him hovering over me shirtless is something only wet dreams are made of.
He hooks one of his hands under my thigh and moves it so he can lay down in between my legs, he rests his weight on his elbows on either side of my head and leans in once again to bless me with his skilled lips and tongue and once again I'm soon a panting wet mess. He repeats what he did when I was on top of him only this time he doesn't stop when he gets to my shoulder instead he starts kissing along my chest bone and I instantly feel my nipples pebble. A low moan escapes my mouth when one of his hands cups my breast gently squeezing it before doing the same to my nipple as his lips reach mine once more only now his kiss is more rushed and demanding and fucking hot as hell.
"Molly, tell me to stop." I'm left confused by his words and when he looks at me he looks pained. "If you don't tell me to stop I'm not sure I'll be able to. I want you so bad it's painful but I don't want to rush you. Tell me to stop and I will, if you don't I'm not gonna stop until you pass out from screaming my name over and over again." Holly fucking hell!