The Triangle: Chapter 1-9 *Chapter 9 Update!*
simgirl75001:
Chapter 6: Dangerous Waters
Jeff drew her close to him and gave her a gentle but firm hug. She could smell his cologne on his skin, which smelled like sandalwood. Cassie sighed.
"Hello, Jeff. It's so good to see you again."
"It's good to see you too. I am so gald you decided to come." Jeff smiled, revealing dimples on both corners of his mouth.
Cassie tried not to blush. Her heart was doing backflips in her chest, but she knew it was only lust. She looked around the hallway.
"Oh, I am the only one up here," Jeff said proudly. "This is The Penthouse."
Cassie just nodded, still impressed by the success of this handsome man.
"Well come on in. It's better inside."
Jeff led her to the main dining room, where the bar was set up for the two of them. Cassie admired the expensive artwork on the walls, and she reminded herself to take a trip to the art gallery when she had time.
"So...you live alone?" Cassie said, hoping he would say yes.
"Actually, no. My roommate Kennedy lives here too. He's a hall of famer so he isn't here much. Lot's of NBA parties I guess." Jeff shrugged and took another sip.
Cassie drank faster than she intended, and slowed down before Jeff noticed. They both became silent, enjoying each other's company and enjoying the drinks. After a couple more glasses, Jeff said, "Let's go to my studio."
Cassie just nodded and followed, trying not get too nervous.
It's just a photo shoot, she convinced herself.
As she followed him, she was suprised at how big his place was. She didn't think that penthouses were the size of a real house. Cassie wondered what else he had in there.
"Sorry if I am walking to fast," Jeff said, walking slightly ahead. "I am just excited that you are here."
"Oh, no problem." Cassie blushed, wringing her hands as they entered into a room at the end of the hallway.
Jeff led her to a small couch in the front of the room, and asked her to just relax. He took a few photos of her just sitting normally and looking away from the camera, then he decided he wanted to do something different.
"Ok, now I want you pose like, like you are thinking of something delicious and incredible. And...cross your legs too..uh huh perfect. Look away from the camera..yes just like that."
Cassie tried her best to follow his directions. She wasn't used to posing professionally, even if it was just for a friend. She shyly crossed her legs, revealing the lacy tops of her thigh highs. Jeff gasped quietly as he saw her legs.
Damn she is so sexy, he thought as he prepped the camera for another picture.
"Alright, stay just like that..." He snapped a few more pictures. "Perfect!"
"Ok, now...I want you to lay on your back and-"
"Umm are you sure?" Cassie said, feeling insecure.
"Of course I am, beautiful! This pose is so your type. You trust me don't you?"
She smiled. "Of course I do Jeff. I guess...I was getting nervous. That's all." Cassie lied down on the couch, pulling the ends of her dress down.
"Much better," Jeff said, eyeing her body with lust.
Jeff adjusted the camera some more. "Ok, just pretend you are waiting for your lover to come to you..yea like that..smile a little bit..don't look at the camera though...perfect. Ok put your arm down..yes just like that."
He looked at her through the camera longer than neccessary, but Cassie didn't seem to notice. he was admiring her body, and most of all her legs. Jeff was a leg man by nature.
After the photo shoot, Jeff led her back out in the hallway.
"Thanks for being my model tonight. You were just stunning."
"Thank you," Cassie managed to say before giggling nervously. She felt like a giddy teenager.
Jeff kissed her hand, pressing his soft lips onto her fingers. "I have one thing to ask you though."
"What's that?"
"Would you do me the honor of taking a soak in the hot tub with me? I am sure your body is a bit sore from posing so long."
"Well I would but, I didn't bring my bathing suit."
Jeff grinned mischeviously. "I wouldn't worry about that Cass. There's some spare bikinis in the guest bath, its down the hall to the right. When you are done dressing just come to this room.." he pointed at a glass door behind him.
Jeff watched Cassie walk away. He just knew tonight was going to be his lucky night.
Cassie dressed quickly, almost falling to the floor twice as she managed to squeeze the size 2 bikini on. I so have to workout more often, she thought as she walked into the dimly lit hot tub room.
She slid into the hot, bubbling water and sat next to Jeff. He was smiling at her with a little twinkle in his eye. Just as she sat down, she realized he was naked.
Oh crap what have i gotten myself into?
Jeff saw that she was nervous and he patted her hand underneath the water.
"I hope my appearance doesn't make you uncomfortable."
"N.no not at all," Cassie stammered out.
"Well good. I prefer to be in my natural state when I soak. It's more relaxing."
He admired Cassie's body. He wondered what was underneath that bikini she was wearing.
"I hope you don't mind my saying, but I think you are very gorgeous. I can't believe you have never modeled. If i would have known you when you were in college, I would have snatched you away."
Cassie laughed. "I just didn't think i would be a good model. I like to eat too much."
He laughed. "Well I like to eat too, but i still model. I just workout extra to even things out. Trust me, I would never pass up a double cheeseburger."
They both laughed. Cassie began to relax, letting the jetting water behind her back soothe her muscles. Cassie tried her best not to look underneath the water, for fear she would get too nervous and run out of the door.
Jeff pulled her close to him and kissed the nape of her neck. "Cass," he whispered into her ear, "I feel like the luckiest man on earth, because i am here with you." He kissed her again, making her skin tingle.
"You know what I wish I could do?"
"Hmm?" Cassie replied.
"I wish I could kiss your lips. Just once. I have been wanting to kiss you ever since we met."
Cassie looked into his jade green eyes, and she couldn't fight back anymore. She didn;t want to deny what she was feeling for this man, even if it cost her marriage. She pulled his face close to his, and gently kissed him. He kissed her back, being more hungry and aggressive, pressing his body up against hers. Her heart beat faster, her hands wandering over his smooth, hard body.
"I want more of you," Jeff murmured against her lips.
After a few minutes of making out, Jeff couldn't bear it any longer.
"Let's..go to my..room." He breathed out.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I am more sure than anything."
He lifted Cassie out of the hot tub and quickly led her to his bedroom.
Cassie felt like she was in another world, out of control. One side of her was saying no no no! but the bad side of her was saying Hell yes! She followed him into his room.
Jeff quickly shut the door behind them and pulled Cassie to the bed, unleashing his aggressive but gentle kisses all over her lips and body. He wanted to take her right then and there. And he did.
The next morning...
Cassie sunggled close to Jeff, thinking he was Jareth. But as she smelled his hair, she realized that wasn't her husband. She hung on to sleep a little longer, but when Jeff, murmured, "Hey beautiful," She realized she wasn;t dreaming and she shot out of the bed.
Oh s**t I spent the night! She rubbed her forehead and looked at the wall clock. 10:30. She was late for work too. Panicked, she gathered up her clothes and dressed quickly. Jeff heard her rustling around and he got out of bed.
"Cassie why you leaving? it's still early." He rubbed his eyes, squinting at the invasive sunlight that was peeking through the windows.
"Jeff it is not early, it's 10:30! I am so late for work! And...and I don't know how i am going to explain this to my husband!" She swore a few more times as she rushed to pull on her pantyhose and shoes.
Jeff slid out of bed and walked over to her. "Hey it's ok beautiful. Calm down.Just call your job and tell them you got caught up in an emergency and you will be there soon. As far as your..um..husband goes...just tell him you drank a bit too much last night and slept at your friends house. i am sure he will buy it."
Cassie smiled at him and gave him a hug, taking in his scent. She thought Jeff was so smart. "Good ideas, thanks. I got to go now though. I will see you later." She gave him a kiss and left.
Sorry about the censor blur in some the pics. I didn't think he would get nakies in the tub! lol.I play with the censor on and I didnt want to bother with quitting my game and switching it off just for a couple of pics. Hope you all like this chapter. I had fun writing it!
Katie:
This isn't going to go well for her!
lonleyma1000:
Soooo Dumb well we know this isnt going to work.
simgirl75001:
Sorry for the long delay for this next chapter. I had a bad case of writer's block and RL was taking over *booooo!* lol so I didn't have alot of time for the picture taking. I hope you all like this next chapter.
Chapter 7: The Confession
After dinner, Rhiannon and her friend said goodbye, and she went to bed, leaving Jareth to his own thoughts. As he put the dishes in the dishwasher, he looked at the clock on the wall. 11:45, it said. That cafe is surely closed by now, Jareth thought as he walked over to the front door. He stood there, scanning the sidewalk in hopes he would see Cassie walking to the house, or even a car pulling up. Nothing. All that could be heard was the sound of the crickets in the grass and the occasional whisper of the trees. He sighed and realized that his marriage will never be the same. No matter what he did Cassie would just pull further away from him.
"What happened to us?" He said aloud. "What happened to the love we had? Am i that bad of a husband?"
An hour passed. His legs began to ache but he was determined to wait at least a little while longer. A million thoughts about hat Cassie might have been doing passed through his head. This was so unlike her, being out all night like this. But yet, a lot of things she was saying and doing wasn't like her either. I guess she was right, some people do change, He thought as he gave up on waiting and dragged himself to bed.
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Cassie slowly walked back to her house, fearing what was waiting for her. The story Jeff told her to make up played constantly in her head, with different version running around each time. Her head was pounding, a combination of being hungover and still being high off of what happened last night. She grinned mischieviously as she thought about Jeff and his bedroom. But as the house came into view, her smile faded and was replaced with a look of sadness. There is no way i am going to be able to explain this.
A wave of relief swept over her as she noticed Jareth's truck was missing. He went to work, regardless of the fact that Cassie never showed up that morning. He was up for promotion and he decided to distract himself with that until he came back later on. She fumbled with the keys and let herself in.
She called her boss and let him know she wasn't coming in because she was ill, even though that was far from the truth. Afterwards, Cassie went up to her rom, stripped off her clothes, which still smelled of Jeff's cologne, and soaked herself in a nice bath. She was still tired from the night before, and resting was definitely in order, especially after Jareth and Rhiannon came home. She knew was going to have to explain where she was. But could she lie to her own husband without blinking an eye? She hoped so.
The bed was warm and inviting. She curled up on Jareth's side, cuddling his favorite pillow and thinking about him. Cassie had to admit that their relationship had gone south, and she wasn't so sure if she wanted it to be fixed. She felt that Jareth no longer supported her, and put that orphan Rhiannon ahead of their marriage. That girl is a pain in my side, why can't she just go away? My life was just fine until that girl came around. She practically stole my husband from me! Sleep overtook her with a frown as she thought about everything that happened in the last few years.
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Yolanda sat in her unkempt trailer, drinking the 8th beer of the day. Her eyes were glazed over from a combination of tiredness, booze, and meth. She promised herself and her friend that she would quit, but her will power is as strong as a dead flower, giving in to the temptations as she saw on last hit hidden in the back of her closet. Now she was paying for it as she stared off into space, the can of beer getting warm in her hand.
She thought about the first phone call she made to her little girl, who was not so little anymore. Why didn't she remember me? I'm her mama! Everyone remembers their mama...right? Yolanda sighed as she finished the warm beer, throwing the can into a pile of rubbish on the floor.THe guilt of abandoning her only child for the sake of a man who wasn't even around anymore ate at her constantly. Her depression was so bad she hardly left her home, going out only to get food, beer and meth. She let herself go, and it showed with her expanding waistline and the premature wrinkles that formed around her lips and eyes. Even though she was 35 years old, most people would think she was already in her late 40's.
She turned on the radio and lounged on the couch, trying to forget about her haunting thoughts and depression. But thoughts continued.
I want to clean myself up...but I wanna do it right. I wanna do it for my girl. If she see that I am straightened out, maybe she will want to come home...or at least be my friend. Yolanda hit herself across the leg. "Why cain't I be a good mama like everyone else! What is wring with me?" She shouted to the empty trailer, letting her head drop on the couch. All of a sudden there was a harsh knock on the door. She lazily rose from the couch and sluggishly made her way to the door.
"Hey girl! Where have you been hiding?" Danielle screeched when yolanda opened the door, pulling her into her arms for a tough hug.
Danielle was one of her old friends from the NA meetings she attended three years ago. Even though she dropped out of the meetings six months ago, they still talk. They were almost like sisters to each other.
"I just been here," She replied, shading her sensitive violet eyes from the sun. She usually went out with her dark sunglasses to protect her eyes from the light, but being high and slightly drunk, she forgot about them. "Let's go inside. This sun is killing my eyes."
"What? You a vampire now?" Danielle joked as they walked inside.
"You know i'm not a vampire! My eyes are just hurting." She laughed as she casually kicked the random trash out of the way.
After they recalled old times and joked around, Yolanda invited Danielle to stay for dinner, which she agreed to. They sat down to a humble meal of Chicken Helper with Kool Aid for drinks.
"It's not much, and I'm sorry," Yolanda said as she served the food.
"Don't worry about it girl! Some food is better than no food," Danielle replied as she sipped on the red drink. "By the way, you know that trailer behind you with the odd awning on it?"
"Yea, what about it?"
"Well, I saw it was for rent the other day and, since i needed to move away from the old temptations I decided to rent it out! Now we will be neighbors."
She smiled. "That's good news Danni! Now we can hang out more often. I really need that you know?"
Danielle nodded as she ate her food.
"You know, I am getting worried about you. Ever since you left the meetings, you have been sinking big time. Whats going on? Did you relapse?"
Yolanda looked down into her bowl and sighed. She knew she would have to talk about it eventually, just not so soon.
"Yolanda, I can tell you got back on the meth. Look at your face! you look like you haven't slept in months. And you have let your house go. When was the last time you cleaned it?"
Yolanda looked around her trashed home, and sighed. Danielle was right. She totally let everything go just so she can maintain her fix. How was she ever going get out of this crazy vicious cycle?
"You are so right, Danni. But...maybe you can help me. You have been clean for over a year! So I know you can help me." Yolanda looked around again. "Besides, there's a reason why i wanna get cleaned up."
"What is it?"
She sighed, rubbing her scarred arms, which was caused by her early days of heroin. "Remember Rhiannon, my daughter?"
"Yea, I remember her. You said the state took her."
"Well, yea they did. But there's something else to it." Yolanda looked down at her hands, trying to prepare herself for the confession. "Well, Danni...it's my fault they took her. I left her."
Danielle looked at Yolanda in surprise. "You did what?"
"I left her Danni. At the park in the middle of the night, after me and Timothy got into it. You know i was on heroin back then, and my mind was all messed up." A tear escaped her eye. "He told me it was either him or my little girl and, you know he was my main source, and..I know I have no excuse for it, but I told him I would get rid of her. How stupid of me!"
Yolanda began crying, hiding her face behind her hands. Danielle reached over and rubbed her back, shocked at the story that was being told to her. She remained quiet, waiting for Yolanda to finish the story.
"So...i waited. I made her a nice dinner of mac and cheese, and told her a story when she went to bed, something I never did. i guess I was saying goodbye to her in a way. When she went to sleep, I wrapped her up in a blanket and carried her outside. I took a taxi to a nice part of town and dropped her off at the park. I walked back home, only thinking about my next fix. I didn't even think about her until after I started going to my NA meetings, and when the Social Worker paid me a visit." She rubbed her eyes. "Now, I regret everything I did. I have no chance of getting my girl back. She's almost a grown woman now."
Danielle nodded. "Have you tried contacting her?"
"Yea...after alot of convincing, the Worker gave me her phone number, but not her address. So I called her and she actually answered the phone. I knew it was her...her voice was the same but..but more grown up. I didn't have the guts to tell her who I was so I hung up after only saying a few words."
Danielle got up to leave. "It's getting late girl, but you know I live next door now. I suggest you pick up that phone and call her again. And this time tell her who you are. That's your only kid, you can't just let someone else be her mama. Even if she doesn't come live with you, at least you can fix the bridge you burned with her."
Danielle and Yolanda Said their goodbyes, and soon she was left all alone. The buzz of the beer had worn off, and she was more clearheaded than she had been in a long time. After digging through her boxes, she found the crumpled piece of paper with Rhiannon's number on it. Here's goes, She thought as she dialed the numbers.
"Hello?" Rhiannon said, music playing in the background.
"Hi is this Rhiannon?"
Silence.
"Umm..yea..who is this?"
"It's your mama honey...Yolanda...I wanna talk to you.."
Katie:
Did you know your last two pics are the same?
The whole time I am thinking What a #$%^*& her mom is. Good job!
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