Date: Sat, 26 Dec 1998 01:18:51 -0800 From: CAM Subject: "Beautiful Love: Angel Eyes" This is a very short chapter from my upcoming book, "Searching for Life"; I chose a "sex" chapter simply 'cos it is "entertaining" to read :) I'd love to hear your thoughts and opinions... infinity928@hotmail.com Chapter ??: Beautiful Love: Angel Eyes Saturday night, 11:30. I had just gotten out of the shower. "Man I should be at the party tonight!", I thought. Instead, I was in my room sitting in front of the computer trying to finish off my English essay. My typing was sporadic as I tried to comb my long blonde hair at the same time. Just as I was nearing the end, I heard someone pounding on my front door. It shocked me out of the self-absorbed trance I was in, and I looked over at my clock. "Who the hell could it be at this time?" I cautiously rushed downstairs as the banging continued. "They sound awfully desperate," I thought. Then I heard a voice... it was Angel! She didn't sound too happy. I quickly unlocked the door. "Angel is that you? What's wrong?" Almost instantly, she jumped forward and hugged me as hard as she could. "Oh, Cyndi!" she cried. She was in my arms, sobbing lightly. "Ssshh... it's all right... it's okay..." I was totally shocked. "What happened?" "It was Dave... he hit me. Right in front of everyone!", she cried. "You mean at Harris' party?" "Yes... we got into a fight... everyone was there! Steve, Nick, Kelly, your friend Nicole..." She couldn't say anything more without crying again. "Ohh... that bastard!", I said to myself. I kept rubbing her back. "It's all right; it's over now..." The door was still open. "Come in! Christ, we'll freeze out here!" Angel came in and slowly began to take off her shoes, when she noticed me in my "casual" clothes. "Oh God Cyndi, I sorry to bother you so late..." "Hey... it doesn't matter!", I said empathetically. "My dad's never home... and besides, you know I'm here anytime you wanna talk." "Oh thank you...", she said as we hugged each other again. "Look, I've... I've got to go put a few finishing touches on my English report." I said, wiping her tears off. "Why don't you go have a hot shower and try to calm down about the whole thing?" "Ya... I guess I do look like I mess...", she mumbled. "Just come upstairs when you're done. Alright?" "Yes... thanks again, Cyndi.", she said in her highest voice possible. "It's no problem.", I said as I walked back upstairs. * * * I opened my bedroom door and looked in. CD's were all around my stereo. I sat down in front of my computer, shaking with anger. "That fucking bastard... I can't believe he hit her!", I thought. My essay was so close to being finished but I couldn't get my mind off what just happened. "God, if Alanis was only there to see that... or me as well!! Christ, I shoulda been there!" Then I sunk. "Not that I could have done anything..." I decided that I had to help Angel through this. I owed her that much. Not even saving my essay, I abruptly shut off the computer. I rummaged through some of my CD's and found Madonna. "This is perfect", I thought as I placed it in slot 2 of my CD player. I put it on repeat to the song, "Nothing Really Matters." Why I didn't pick Alanis was beyond me. I also unplugged my phone; the last thing Angel needed was annoying phone calls to me about what had already happened. Angel came upstairs ten minutes later. By then I had finished brushing my hair and was writing in my journal about what had happened. She walked into my room, still slightly shaken up. She was wearing my grey jogging pants and my red "Guess" sweatshirt. You could see her figure quite well. "Hi, Cyndi...", she mumbled. I got up right away, putting my rage aside. "Hey... are you feeling any better now?" "Ya...a little bit.", she said lightly. She heard the soft music in the background. "What's playing?", she asked. "Madonna", I responded in my gentlest voice. "Isn't her new album really good?", "Yes...", I said, "it certainly has deep and soft moments." "Oh... did you get your essay done? I was worried that..." "Yes, no problem!", I said lying through my teeth. "I haven't even started mine yet..." She sunk down onto my bed and talked into her hands. "I'm such a wreck.", she mumbled. I sat down next to her. "Hey... don't say that! Dave's an asshole... we both know that! There's nothing you could have..." Angel couldn't hold back her emotion. "Why didn't I listen to you?!", she cried. "You told me to stay away from him! And you know everything about relationships..." "No, I just know Dave is an asshole. Remember, I've never been in a relationship before." "Ya, I guess..." She looked over to me. "God, I wish I could be more like you... I wish I had waited... 'till I found the right guy. Now look at me..." Between how Angel was feeling and my own insecurities, it was hard not to get depressed. "You DON'T want to be me", I responded. "It gets awfully lonely sometimes, waiting for the right guy to come along." "Better lonely than get slapped around..." She began to cry again. Some friend I was. This wasn't helping at all! I reached over and put my hand on her back. "Please, don't cry Angel.", I said softly. She reached over and hugged me, still sobbing. I pressed her against me as hard as I could, feeling her pain seep out slowly. I stroked her brown hair, trying to calm her down. "It's all right... you'll get through this. I'm here..." She continued to sob. "I'm so fucking pathetic..." "Please Angel, don't cry.", I repeated. "It'll be all right." I released her until our faces met. I was still caressing her hair. "Please, don't cry. It's over now." Without thinking, I moved closer to her face and kissed her gently on the cheek. I moved back slowly until our eyes met again. "What was that for...?", she asked softly. "I was trying to make you feel better", I said still stroking her hair. "Thank you...", she said. Angel moved towards me and kissed my cheek. My eyes closed as she did. She moved back until we saw each others' eyes again. Neither one of us blinked for an instant. My heart started to pump so fast, I thought was going to die. I tried to say something next, but she stopped me by whispering "It's alright", and kissed me passionately on my lips. I was still fondling with her hair. She started to stroke my hair as our lips pressed against one another for what seemed like an eternity. Just above my heart beating, I could hear the soft music in the background. I couldn't believe what was happening. Angel moved me over until we were both lying on my bed next to each other. She gently stroked my silky blonde hair while smiling at me. "Hey...", she said softly. I smiled back at her. We started to kiss again while Angel moved her hands down past my shoulders and to the bottom of my shirt. She slowly went under my shirt and touched my delicate skin. Her very touch made me tingle all over. She started kissing me on my neck and slowly moved down my chest. I could hear myself breathing harder as she felt me tremble with excitement. Without a single thought, I sat up and she immediately took my shirt off exposing my perfect form. She briefly kissed me again and moved down my shoulders, inhaling my perfume. Then she slowly moved her hands up to my breasts, the first person to ever do so. The sensation of her lips tenderly caressing my body made me feel warm all over. I could say nothing except, "Ohhh God..." I fluttered my eyes and saw Angel, softly sucking my breasts. I started move my hands through her hair again. Her hair was soft and silky to the touch, just like mine. My other hand went down and felt her graceful figure. She was so hot and so involved in what she was doing. Nothing else truly seemed to matter anymore... After Angel felt me respond to her affections, she moved up to my face and firmly kissed me again. She stroked my hair slowly as she whispered, "You're so gorgeous." Before I could respond in any way, she slowly moved down past my breasts, kissing my abdomen meekly. I was forced to let go of her hair as she slowly continued down, exploring every inch of my body. "I can't believe this is happening", I thought. "Angel is going to make love to me." I closed my eyes again and felt her move my pants down until they covered me no more. My back-arched as I felt her moist lips pressing against my sex, lightly touching and caressing my most sensitive areas. Her hands moved up and along my smooth skin, touching every inch. The intensity was building up inside of me. I opened my eyes and looked at Angel. While my mouth was dry from breathing so hard, seeing her so enveloped in what she was doing, only made me breathe harder. Between my cries of pleasure, she heard me say "Oh God, Angel. Please don't stop." I had never felt anything like this before. I could see the heat in the air; I could feel the passion in the room; I could smell Angel's very presence as she continued to make love to me. She sensed that I was about to climax and caressed me even faster than before. I closed my eyes and felt only what was about to happen. My body finally exploded and I felt pure pleasure released all over me. Angel gently took her hands off my thighs and moved them along up my body. I opened my eyes to see her staring hotly back at me. I smiled as I was trying to say something, but my mouth was too dry. She moved her whole body down and pressed herself against me. We both closed our eyes and our lips fused again. We were totally embraced in lust for one another. My whole world outside was spinning as we totally enjoyed each others' affections. Just as I started to caress her, she stopped kissing me and gently got up from my bed. I was so dazed from what had just happened, I didn't know what to say or do. Angel looked right in my eyes and said only, "Cyndi, that was beautiful." She kissed me lightly on the cheek and then silently walked out my bedroom door. I lay there on my bed totally nude, thinking only about the sensations I had just experienced. I stared up at my dim bedroom light, listening only to the soft melodies of the song I had put on repeat only minutes before. With images of pain, pleasure and shock surrounding me, I soon fell asleep.