Belgium
ANNIE’S NARRATION
I didn’t remember Tom’s hotness. My time away from him had just made him more handsome. My whole body trembled with his touch. I felt how I was slowly starting to die inside. He didn’t make me feel repulsed anymore. He was like a magnet: attracting me towards him more and more.
“What happened between you and Mark?” Tom asked. I couldn’t say a word, he was still holding my arm.
“I am not sure…”I said looking straight at his face. Tom smiled.
“You’re here, that’s all that matters.” he said with huge smile. What was I supposed to reply?, I just nodded and blushed. Then, my stomach grumbled and I blushed once again. I wondered what the hell he was thinking. I wondered if he was happy to see me or not. I’d like to think he was. Well I knew I was happy to see him after so long.
“Could you feed me?” is what I let out of my mouth, he smiled and caressed my face with one of his slender fingers.
“Of course, what would you like?” he asked. Had he been in therapy? his behaviour was very abnormal. He had changed. Well, I had actually just been interacting with him for like what?, a minute?
“Anything?” I replied. Tom released me and went through the kitchen picking things around.
“Sit down. I will make you some food.” he said. I did as he commanded. I saw him chop tomatoes, onions, mince the meat, and soon he had prepared a simple Spaghetti Bolognese. It took him around 15 minutes in total. “There you have it…” he said. He tasted the sauce and he looked very pleased with himself. We had been in the quiet kitchen without talking nor anything. Just complete quietness. I left the dog in the floor and the cat and him made peace.
“Eat before it goes cold.” Tom commanded. I started eating and he also ate from another dish.
It was a good meal. He probably cooked slightly better than my Mark. My Mark…could I even call him that now? I looked at Tom eating and he was just like a gracious being. I swear to God that no one looks as good as him while eating.
“Stop looking at me.” said Tom, blushing. It was the first time I ever saw him blush. “You have some sauce on your cheek.” Tom said. I tried to clean that up but Tom just started laughing. “You keep missing it. Let me do it.” I nodded , and he took a napkin and cleaned my face carefully.
“Thank you.” I said, my cheeks as red as a tomato. Tom smiled again and continued with his food. Once he was done I said “Let me do the dishes.” I stood up, and I walked to his eat which was across mine.
I stood in front of him and I was to grab the plate when he held my wrist.
“What are you doing here…really?” he asked, I got loose quickly and I grabbed the dish.
“Well, I am washing the dishes.” I said firmly, Tom laughed.
“You haven’t change one bit Annie Picadersi.” Tom said as I approached the sink with our plates. “Leave them there…just let my dad to do them I guess. It’s his house after all.” Tom said with a wink.
“Don’t be so cheeky!” I yelled while I soaped and washed quickly the plates.
“Annie…” I hear behind me. Tom held my waist and it was unexpected, “I said to leave them…” he said carefully as I dropped the dishes and he moved me along with him. His touch was burning me. I felt how my panties were starting to get moist. Why was I really here? Shit.
“Tom, where are you taking me?” I asked him while we crossed the hallway outside of the kitchen, he was leading me to the front door.
“If you’re not telling me why you’re here…come back where you came from.” He said, suddenly serious. I stopped and turned my body to see him.
“ I am not going anywhere Tom.” Tom blushed once again. “I…I came here but I don’t know why I am here. I might be crazy but I had to see you. Maybe I needed some advise? maybe I missed you? I don’t know Tom. I just know I need to stay with you.” Tom just smiled and…I did the most unimaginable thing in the whole world: I fucking kissed him.
He tasted sweet and he also smelled great. He held me gratefully, and he responded fully to my kiss. Our tongues massaged each other, and it was different than all the other times. This kiss was something new. It was like all those other kisses we had in the past didn’t matter but this one.
“I have lost you so many times Annie. I am not losing you this time my love.” He said after I pull my mouth away.
“My love?” I repeated, Tom nodded and he pulled my hand towards his heart. I looked towards his eyes and I finally see him. This man loves me.
“Yes…my love. What about you? Am I your love?” he asked.
“I don’t know?” I replied confused. Tom fully smiles and I get to see his gorgeous teeth. Shit, he had stopped smoking! He caresses my hair and I hugged him.
While we held each other I kept thinking about Mark and our life together. What was I doing? What if I was wrong? Tom kissed me again.
“I wish I could hate you Annie, that I didn’t love you…you…absolutely are the worst thing that could’ve happened in my life.” He said after kissing me. I was astonished. Why did he kiss me then!?
“Well. I think exactly the same.” I said a little bit angry. Tom stared laughing and then he gave me a wild kiss- that I don’t know how it didn’t kill me.
“I’m sorry…I am so very sorry…” he said. I notice the bulge starting to form on his pants.
“I love this.” I said looking at his crotch. Tom put his hand on my breasts.
“I love this.” he said. “What else do you love…” he said carefully, my heart beat was rising, I felt dizzy from our kiss.
“I love you.” I said without thinking. I then bit my lip! Did I really mean it? Was I just horny?
“I love you more Annie.” he said holding me again in his arms and giving me a full-kiss.
England
MARK’S NARRATION
Blimey, I need to admit that I didn’t expect myself to be alone in bed today. I had just come to the realisation that my girlfriend was perhaps not going to come back, and that she took my dog and my heart with her as well. I wanted to wake up from this nightmare, and to find her by my side like the olden days- but , she is gone for real, and I am bitterly disappointed. I suppose I had to blame the lack of communication in my relationship, and my idiocy. How could I forget to tell my girlfriend that I had a sister!?
I move away from my old sheets, I walk to the loo, and while I piss I immediately start thinking on how to get my Annie back. I believe the key towards my success is to get Andreina talking. She is one of her closest friends, and she is one of the closest friends of her that I actually get along with.
For some crazy reason I am blaming Felicity too for everything. She is the one to blame. If she hadn’t decided to call that morning, Annie would still be by my side. Annie had just believed I was some kind of monster and she ran away before I could do any harm to her.
I entered the living room and I sat down in front of the window, outside was hailing, and the weather seemed to get rather worse as the minutes passed. My sister was asleep in my home office, and I could only remember our youth as I waited for her to wake up.
When I was sixteen- I fell in love with a Greek girl who worked at a hotel that my family and I were staying over summer. The girl looked quite a bit like Annie; she had whitish skin, and long black hair, and beautiful lips. She was just lovely, and we seemed to be quite fond of each other until my sister told her that she and I were engaged, and that was it with my greek lover.
My sister had always been overprotective- when it came to girlfriends, or lovers. If she didn’t like the girl she would probably pester me to break my relationship and forget about women altogether. My sister got so upset once I told her I lost my virginity, that she stopped talking to me for two months! She said I was a ungrateful womaniser, and that I didn’t deserve any woman.
Now, I started University quite young because I was a bit of a bookworm, and a “genius” seldom my father and teachers. I entered the world of medicine at almost fifteen, and graduated from my doctorate at twenty four. Then, I worked as a regular at the NHS, and they hired me after my favourite professor and friend left to do his weird things abroad. So yes, this meant that all my life I didn’t have a real relationship, and all I have was I and my books.
Once, I did have a long-online relationship with a woman called Elisa during my years at Uni, but I never met her in person. Felicity convinced me to break it off, as Elisa seemed not to have any interest to travel from New Zealand to the U.K.
I laugh at myself while remembering my youth, and I decide to wake my sister next. I knock twice on the door and wait.
My phone rings, and it is our mother.
“Dear, is your sister there with you?” she asked.
“Yes, mother. Felicity is here…she’s helping out with…”
“The missing girlfriend, I know. Are you sure she just didn’t just decide to leave you and that’s it?”
“Mother…It’s my fault she left, and now I am getting her back…she is just scared…”
“You’re an absolute fool son, after all you’ve done for that girl , she is so ungrateful!”
“Mother!”
“Mark, dear. Tell your sister to call me when she wakes up please, and be careful. If she left you once, I am sure it won’t be the last.
I stay looking at the ceiling thinking about Annie. I start crying. Why would she do this to me? My life is over without her, I had no hope for happiness in life! I love her, I love Annie Picadersi, and I want to be hers.
“Morning…” my sister says, I am looking at the ceiling, quite distracted to be honest. I look at her immediately.
“Good morning sis.” I say, immediately cleaning the tear from my eye, I blush.
“You alright Markie? Are you thinking about her?” she says, putting her hand on my shoulder. I nod.
“I think about her since the first day I met her…” I say very honestly. My sister blanks her eyes.
“You used to say the same about Elisa…at least you’re not as pathetically romantic as then.” my sister says. I feel a sudden rage enter my body. Annie was NOT Elisa.
“It is different this time! I want to have a family with Annie, I want to marry her, and I…IT IS DIFFERENT.” My sister looks at the other side of the room, shocked. I look down and her hand is trembling, she starts crying.
“I hope someday you’d realise…” she says quietly, and I didn’t know what she meant.
“Sorry…I didn’t mean to yell…don’t cry” I say walking in front of her, I put my hand in her shoulder. “Are you okay?”
My sister continues crying, she sniffed away. We were not children anymore, why would she cry at me raising my voice?
“I thought you’d realise that I love you Mark.” I stare at her confused, I knew she loved me, that’s why she cared about those girls, she was protecting me. She interrupts my train of thought.
“I am in love with you Mark…” my sister says, crying loudly, SHE WHAT? I give a step back and I look at her astonished.
“Felicity, what are you talking about? We’re siblings…” I say carefully, trying to hide my disgust, Felicity kisses me against my will. I shake her away from me, she tumbled and fell on her ass. “Sorry…sorry…” I say as I grab her arm, she pushes my hand away.
“I knew you’d react like this…I knew it!” she says, her tears flying out of her eyes. Had my sister lost her mind!? HOW COULD SHE KISS ME.
“We are siblings…you can’t love me as a MAN. You must be out of your mind!” I yell, feeling worse and worse. Felicity stands by herself. She cleans her tears away.
“I am not your sister Mark…I AM NOT.” she says suddenly serious. She had to be joking! “like not really…did my mam never tell ya?” my sister says. I remembered my mum pregnant, I remember when they went to have her. I deny with my head. “the baby was born dead Mark…” Felicity says… “I knew since we were little…I always loved you more than a brother and I wanted to understand why, then my mam told me the truth.”
I deny with my head and I walk away. She must be crazy. I had enough going on in my life to have to deal with her.
“Leave.” I say as I walk to the front door now. “You have to leave Felicity, otherwise I will pull you out myself. I need to think. I need you to leave.”
“Mark hear me out…!” Felicity says nervously. I YELL.
“GET THE FUCK OUT!” Felicity rushes towards the door and I close it. I throw myself in the couch in the living room and I keep repeating “fuck” in my head. I then receive my mum’s call.
“I didn’t want you to know this way…but I guess it happened. I am sorry for lying to you all these years Mark. Your sister. I…after she passed away I convinced your dad to…they in the hospital had another baby girl-whose mother had just abandoned her and…
“Oh fuck off.” I say without thinking as I hang up.
My parents had lost me then. I didn’t know what to think now. All I wanted was Annie back so she could help me figure things out.
Belgium
ANNIE’S NARRATION
Some days ago I decided to leave England to see my ex. Today is the 31st of December and I am going to spend new years eve without my actual boyfriend. No one but my mother and my friend Peter know where I am, and I wondered if Mark was looking for me. I missed him…and I kept thinking about him.
Tom and I hadn’t gone further than kissing. Mutually, we had decided to become friends again before escalating to the next stage. We weren’t shagging, but I knew he wanted to shag. His body reacted to me every time he saw me. I was also the same. I knew if we had sex everything was going to go downhill from there. That was the step I couldn’t make yet because…Mark.
“Are you awake?” I heard outside the bedroom’s door. I left the bed and Winston followed me. I opened the door.
“Morning…” I said. Tom was wearing a christmas jumper, and he passed me one.
“You have to wear it, it’s my dads tradition…” Tom said. I looked at it and I smiled. Okay. I picked it up, closed the door, and I changed my pjs to jeans and the christmas jumper.
I didn’t know why Tom was behaving so weird, and I could only guess it was that way because we were at his father’s house.
I left the room with the dog and we walked towards the kitchen. No one had asked anymore questions about Mark and I, and I was glad that Tom’s dad had just accepted me like that.
“Tom, I was wanting to ask you something.” I said as I entered the kitchen, Tom was distracted on his phone, he immediately blushed.
“Go ahead…” he said putting the phone back in his pocket
“Your father, he seems happy we’re here. Is he?” I said. Tom walked towards me and held me in his arms, lifting me off the floor.
“He just loves seeing me happy.” he said. Was Tom that happy? We had really never fought once since I got here. I guess…I could give us a chance. He then lowers me down and gives me a peck.
“I will make you some breakfast…” he said with a huge smile.
It felt irreal, Tom behaving like a gentleman and actually caring about me. We ate together some crêpes with strawberries and had a good morning overall. Tom and I were ignoring the past and how much we hurt each other. I felt how the conversation of our past could easily begin but they it didn’t happen. We were just learning to be friends again after all, friends that kiss.
After lunch I sat down and tried to pay attention to the TV, they showed an episode of GoT. Mark used to watch in Switzerland and there was I…thinking again about Mark and wondering how he was. He was cheating on me I was sure. I had just opened the doors for that woman to actually fuck him! I had given up so quickly and I had run away to see my fucking damn ex.
“Annie…” said Tom entering the living room, I dried my tears before he came any closer. “Hey, what happened, are you okay?” He rushed to my side.
“It’s nothing, I wasn’t expecting…they killed off my favourite character!” I lied. The episode had just finished, but it had nothing to do with the death of nobody. It was just me feeling like shit.
“I see…well. Do you want to come with me? I…wanted to show you something.” said Tom, he held my hand and dragged me outside, I see nothing.
“What?” I said confused.
“Close your eyes…” he said. I close my eyes and then he placed his mouth on mine. We kissed for a long time. When we finally finished kissing he looked right in my eyes. “This feels so surreal you know; me kissing you again…holding you again…I need to admit these past few days have been maybe the best of my life…”said Tom and really, who the fuck was this guy? What had happened to my toxic enemy?
“Tom…” I said leaning to kiss him again; this time we kissed passionately, it rose and rose until our hands are all over each others and we’re so very hot. Friends kiss and touch each other like this? It was intoxicating, it felt like the forbidden fruit, he smelled so good, and I was so very wet.
“Excuse me kids…” said papa Houben. Tom and I blushed and separated immediately. I ran away before he could say anything to us. If I was going to hell for this: it was totally worth it.
Tom and his dad stayed in the porch talking to each other as I was just hot from the kiss and dying inside. I wanted him so bad to fuck me…Shush Annie. No. YOU’RE UNDECIDED. Remember the past…remember…
“Shit…” said Tom walking towards me- looking redder than a tomato… “my father just gave me a condom… and I am almost thirty…shit…” and we laughed like crazy.
It didn’t stopped us from re-starting out make-out session though. We walked towards his room and we kissed like teenagers on top of his bed. I felt 15 again. As if the 15 year old me had had so much action at such a young age! Ha.
“We could actually…”said Tom suddenly. We were kissing so hard that at some point one of our lips was bleeding and our kisses tasted metallic. I was on top of him and I just pulled his shirt off. “If I was going to hell…I would rather go today than later” I thought.
“I missed this…” he said holding my waist, I could feel him underneath me: it was knocking and it wanted to escape. We were rubbing against each other, we were fucking horny, and if it hadn’t been for the knock on his door: I would have had sex with him. Just like the old days.
The door opened and Tobias was outside. Tom and him really look alike! Then it came to me…maybe I had been with Tobias all along and this was not Tom…after all I had noticed some strange stuff about his behaviour…Then I remembered that Tom had a tattoo of a dragon in his leg so…I looked towards his leg and it was it. The Dragon.
I felt a sudden relief.
England
MARK’S NARRATION
I wake up after my rage nap and I decide to go to Peter’s house. I had had enough and I wanted my fucking girlfriend back. I was going to fight for my relationship because if I didn’t fight for it then I was nobody.Then I was nothing!
I find myself in front of his house door knocking as if the devil was inside me. I felt I was going to break it.
“Peter!” I yell. “I am not leaving until you open!” I say, the rain is falling heavily from the sky and I am getting wetter and wetter. I feel pathetic and I feel like I can’t no longer live like this. Always being the good one. Always expecting everything to be civil. “Peter!” I yell again.
I know Veronica would be at his place so…
“She is not here Mark.” I hear from the door. “I am not telling you where she is you wanker…” he says. I kick the door- very clumsily and I fall on my ass. FUCK! I yell.
My phone starts ringing at that exact same moment. I am trembling, and I am fucking wet. Amazing.
“Hello?” I said, I didn’t see the screen so I didn’t know who it was calling.
“Look you son of a bitch…” I hear from the other line. “I’ve been looking for Annie for the past three days and she is missing. You know you can’t hide her anymore…you aren’t the only one in her life!” the voice says. I sit down on the floor, rain still falling on me.
“Who is this?” I say. The voice laughs.
“Couldn’t you recognise my voice after so long?” says Felix. I sigh. “Mark, I am serious! My girl isn’t picking up and I miss her! You stop hiding her!! Pass her through!” I should’ve supposed it was Felix. Annie and him are really good friends.
“She is not with me Felix…she’s left…” I say. I find myself crying again. I am soaked. The weather only reflecting the inner me.
“Ohh did she go to Belgium? She said she wanted to go there again sometime…are you okay? What’s wrong?” I keep crying for two minutes straight. “MARK? TALK TO ME!?” yells Felix.
“I am sorry…I have had two terrible days.” I say. I stand up. “Why would she be in Belgium…we don’t know anybody from there…” and it hits me. Tom Houben. She was with Tom.
The lesser of two evils she had once joked. Maybe she wasn’t joking after all. If she thought I was cheating on her then I was just like her ex…then in her craziness she thought he was the lesser of two evils and ran away to see him. BLODDY TOM HOUBEN!
I hang up after talking a few minutes to him and I knocked again in Peter’s door.
“I know she is in Belgium you prick!” I yell. It was the first time ever I heard myself say such word. Finally Peter opens.
“You’re soaked…” Peter says. He then punches me on the face. “That’s for cheating on Annie!”.
“I didn’t cheat on her…I would never cheat…” I say. “It was all a misunderstanding Peter. I was with my sister and she thought it was a lover….!”
“For fucks sake Annie…” Peter says angrily. “Come inside mate. I’ll tell you everything you need to know to get her back.”
Belgium
ANNIE’S NARRATION
I decided to leave the sibling talking by themselves while I headed to the kitchen. I kept thinking that we almost had sex. Inside was Tom’s father drinking some coffee.
“Hey…” I said. Tom’s dad smiled.
“It’s great to have you around.” said the man. “I haven’t seen Tom so happy since…I am not sure…maybe since he was seven?”
“Thank you for allowing me to stay here for a while…I needed some time away…”
“Away from your actual boyfriend?” the old man said. I nod.
“He is probably not my boyfriend anymore…”
“Are you sure about that?” Tom’s dad asked me. Tom enters the kitchen again.
“Excuse us dad…we’re going shopping for tonight!” says Tom quite smily. He grabbed my hand and we left the kitchen.
Tom and I didn’t talk in the supermarket, we just got some ingredients for dinner and we got some New Year’s hats. While we’re at the till Tom receives a call and he excuses himself. I paid for everything and pushed the cart towards the car. He was in front of the car and he looked really unhappy. He was still chatting and fighting with the other person on the line. Tom opened the back of the car and pointed me to put the bags inside. I did it annoyed as he was meant to help.
I finished after a few minutes and Tom is sat inside waiting for me. I close the back of the car and go to my seat.
“Are you alright?” I asked him, he looked very pissed off. His phone starts ringing again and I can’t but read the screen in his phone “P” it said. Tom took the phone angrily and he turned it off.
We drove back to his father’s house in silence, the call had made him extremely upset and there was I thinking maybe it was his girlfriend? That is something I had not considered. I had shown up as if he was going to be single and I never wondered if I was stealing him away from anybody else. I was actually happy to steal him away but…I couldn’t steal him away without breaking it off with Mark first. I don’t cheat…not like him! Tom and I left the groceries in the kitchen and then he left me to prepare everything alone.
While I cooked I thought about Mark and my relationship and how I was so lost. Why was my personal life so complicated when I actually had a pretty good career!?
8pm and Tom was still gone. I only thought maybe he had gone to see her and…I just turned my cellphone on. Millions of missed calls from everyone. My phone starts ringing - a number that I didn’t have saved - I immediately and I picked it up instead of ignoring it.
“Hello?” I asked.
“Hi…I shouldn’t have called you but…everything is my fault!” the woman said. FUCK! That voice I recognised-it was the voice from that…lover… “please don’t hang up…” she said while crying, “My brother loves you…even more than his own life. Please…go back to him.” did she just say BROTHER!? “My name is Felicity Grant and my brother Mark loves you…” she said. I hung up. HOW COULD I HAVE BEEN SO STUPID. I felt faint. I felt I was dying. Then my phone rung again: Mark. I picked up.
“Annie!? , Hello?” I said nothing. I had not heard his voice and I just broke. I started crying my ass off. Fucking hell. I was the evil one here. I had stolen his fucking dog! I hung up and I turned my phone off. Seriously, what was wrong with me!? Why had I come to Tom? Maybe it was just an excuse?
I go straight to bed. The food was cooked, but I just went straight to bed. I didn’t want to know anything at all. I decided the next day I was going to go back to him and ask for forgiveness. How could I have been so stupid?
I woke up at 11pm and I go straight to the bathroom. I took a shower and when I return to my bed there’s a dress set up for me. Typical Tom. I wore the dress and I headed myself to the living-room. Inside there were many strangers, I looked for Tom.
“You’re finally awake…” me said. “I hope you liked my gift.” I nod slowly. How could I tell him I was returning to England? How could I tell him my mistake…the past few days had been perfect between us… “I have another surprise for you.” said Tom. I nod and walk along him. Outside the house: MARK.
I froze and fainted.
I woke again and I was placed on my bed. Tom was there caressing my face. “Are you ill?” he asked. “Do you want me to take you to the hospital?”
“Where’s Mark?” I asked confused.
“Mark’s not here Ann’s.” Tom said. “Why? Do you want to go back to him?” He asked and I just looked deeply onto his eyes. Maybe?
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