the day my life ended

A.N: I want to thank everyone who reviewed. Thank you Lisa for pointing out I spelled my own character’s name wrong. lol. I didn’t remember how I spelled it and I was too lazy to check. Like you asked, I didn’t take two years to update. I really am sorry for taking so long to update. Thanks to nette and sinkingintodarkness this chapter is finally out. I have no idea when 10 will be up sorry. I kind of lost my inspiration for this story.As always, please review.

Jake, unfortunately lived on the other side of town. I headed towards his house. As I was walking, I heard the sound of claws hitting the sidewalk. I stopped and turned around, but I saw nothing out of the ordinary. Then I heard the low growls of an animal. When I turned around again, I looked down saw a little black poodle with a pink bow in its hair, baring its fangs at me. Slowly, I backed away trying to avoid being attacked by the little mongrel that was no taller than my knees. With each step I took, it took one too.

"Nice doggie...cute doggie...let uncle Danny go on his merry way..." I said trying to persuade the mutt to go on its way.

I found myself quickening my pace only to fall down. The poodle leapt at me barking and growling. As I made to get up, the little mutt snagged my shirt between its teeth. I let out a startled yelp as I tried to pry the beast off. After what felt like years of playing tug of war with the demon on four legs, it released me with an annoyed huff and scurried away. Blinking away my frightened tears, I dusted myself off, put my hands in my pocket, and continued my journey to Jake's house with a hole in the middle of my favorite shirt.

"Damn dog." I grumbled as I tried to hide the fact that I got jumped by a dog, no a poodle with the mindset of a pit bull. "My favorite shirt, ruined...and grandma got it for me...I hate dogs..."

Finally, I made it to Jakes house 20 minutes later than I intended. I rang the door bell twice, but no one answered. I rang a few more times. There was still no answer. Guess no one’s home. Just as I was about to walk away, I heard the door open behind me. I quickly turned around to see Jake’s mother standing there wearing a white t-shirt and some gray sweat pants with her hair wrapped in a towel. Her lips parted into a smile.

“H…hi, is Jake home?” I ask nervously.

“Hi. Come in darling he’ll be right here.”

I took a few steps forward then stopped. Something was off. I didn’t feel right about going in there.

“Don’t be shy. I won’t bite unless you want me to.” She smirked and opened the door wider beckoning me to enter.

I chucked these bad feelings up to being nervous and went on. As we entered the living room, she kept glancing back at me as if she was trying to make sure I didn’t run off. In the living room there was a fireplace set against the back wall. Black leather couches were placed on a light brown carpet. Sculptures and vases were placed here and there, a weird and eerie painting of a silhouette drowning in a lake hung on one wall. There was another room connected to this one. There I could see a big flat screen tv, a piano, more couches and paintings.

“Have a seat.” She pointed to a black leather love seat. “Would you like something to drink, darling?” She smiled warmly.

“Yeah sure.” I don’t know why but my heart started to pound for some reason.

When she came back, her blonde hair was spiraled down in curls that fell just below her shoulders. Her lips were painted bright red and she was wearing a white robe that hung to mid thigh. In her hands she held two coolers. What did I just get myself in to?

“Coolers?” I asked with a puzzled look on my face.

“Yeah, you looked tensed. Thought you could use a little something to help you calm down.” She set the coolers down on the table and sat next to me. She began to rub my shoulder.

“I think I should go.” I made to get up but her hand held my shoulder firmly.

“You want to go? You just got here and…and you haven’t even seen Jake. That is why you came here, right.

“Yeah but…”

“Relax and tell me what's bothering you. I know I can help you.” She crossed her legs slightly brushing them against mine. She took one of the coolers, popped the cap and handed it to me. I only stared at it.

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

“Well I don’t think I should have this.”

“Well why not?”

“Because I…just can’t…I had a few too many last night.” I attempted to put the cooler on the table but she reached her hand out to stop me.

“Usually when a lady offers you a drink you take it. You never know when you will get that chance again. So how about it, hun?”

“Well…I don’t think it will be a good idea to do it again.” I tried to be firm but something about that look in her eyes made me lose my resolve.

“Well hun, one drink won’t get you drunk.”

I took a few sips then ask “Um…is Jake here?”

“You and I are here.” Before I knew it she was exploring and fondling my body with her hands.

I pushed her hands away declining the drink. “I’m leaving.” I said. I got up heading towards the door.

“Jake went down the street to the store. You don’t wanna leave his little ol’ mother here all alone do you?” When she said that her face looked sad and I kinda felt bad.

“Well, I guess I can wait until he gets back. He is coming straight back right?”

Her face lit up as she replied “He should be here any minute.” She looked at the drink in my hand and noticed I barely touched it. “What, you don’t like my cooler? I can give you something a little stronger if you like.” She moved her hand to my other thigh rubbing her free hand up to my crotch.

“No! Um...this is fine.”

She seemed startled when I yelled no and removed her hand from my thigh. I was relieved when she did. I could feel my face heating up from the blush I was sure was there. For some reason she giggled. Was she laughing at me for blushing?

“You don’t have to be so nervous, dear. If you want, mama can take care of you real good I can make you feel real good too.”

With that said she grabbed hold of my neck and slowly licked the outer part of my ear. The cooler dropped out of my hand spilling on to her white cotton robe. She stood up gasping and touching the soaked spots. With a twinkle in her eyes, she looked straight at me and dropped her robe. My immediate response was to look away. I was slightly curious how she looked naked. My head was still turned away from her, however curiosity got the best of me and I slowly rotated my vision back towards her.

“Oh, well it needed to be washed anyway.” She sighed. “You know you don’t have to steal glances at me. I can see you looking from the corner of your eyes.”

I could feel my pants began to tighten, so I got up quickly. If I stayed here any longer, I know I would do something I would later regret. It was time for me to go before things escalated out of control.

“Wait. Where are you going?”

“I have to go now.” I made my way towards the door but she ran in front of me cutting me off.

“Don’t run away, sweetie.”

I was trying hard to keep my gaze towards the ceiling, but a full grown naked woman was kind of hard to resist staring at. I had to look and what I saw was amazing. Her breasts were perky, round, and they looked like they could be soft. I longed to touch them. I thought about sucking them or licking her nipples over and over again. These thoughts and this sight of her were not helping my erection one bit, but I had to look on. With her legs slightly parted, I noticed her womanly area was shaved. I wondered what it would feel like to fuck her. She pressed her naked body against mine rubbing up against my erection. My breath caught in my throat. She kissed me with her thin red lips. She began to tug on my shirt leading me into another room. I didn’t really pay attention to anything except her ass switching from side to side as we entered the room.

She plopped herself down waiting for me. But I didn’t take another step. Just then, I thought of Jake. I couldn’t do this to him. I know he would be pissed off beyond belief if I fucked his mom. I recalled the last time I was here they were arguing about who fucked more guys or something like that.

“Well don’t just stand there sugar. Come get it.” She spread her legs wide.

I still didn’t budge. She got up slowly and walked to me, grabbed my arm, and led me to the bed. She sighed looking me up and down.

“I guess you must be afraid of a tender touch from a woman.”

“I can’t do this…to Jake.” She laughed.

“You can’t do this to Jake? Honey, you don’t have to do anything to Jake, just little ol' me. Relax and let me make you feel really good. I can make you feel things Jake could never make you feel.”

I attempted to back away but she swiftly moved her hands to my crotch and held me in place. She kissed me and started to rub my bulge. She unzipped my zipper and grabbed a hand full of my privates. She slowly stroked my cock. I swayed my hips in tune with her stroking. This felt so good I forgot why I was there. She loosened my button and pulled my pants down to my ankles. Next she lowered my boxers to the floor.

“Not bad.” She seemed impressed with my size.

She leaned forward and took my cock slowly into her mouth. My knees buckled and she held my hips to keep me steady. She dragged her tongue up and down one side of my cock. She stopped every so often to dip her tongue in the slit of my penis. When she stopped the assault I grunted. I didn’t want her to stop just yet. She pushed me on the bed and straddled my lap.

“Now it’s my time for pleasure.”

She kissed my lips and took my cock in her hands guiding it to her wet little pussy. She rubbed it against her clit. Just as she was about to put it in, who do you think shows up? Jake stood in the door way holding his mother's robe in one hand and a cooler in the other.

“MOM! YOU DUMB SLUT! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?”

“Jake!” I pushed his mother off of my lap. She landed on the floor with a loud thud.

“Jake, what are you doing here, honey?” She asked.

“I live here or have you forgotten? I knew you had to be screwing somebody. You left
your robe on the floor,” He threw it at her. “Put it on now!”

I pulled my pants up as fast as I could but in the process my cock got caught in the zipper. I (screw yelling i would have screamed) at the pain and Jake’s attention turned to me.

“Was this her idea or did you willing try to fuck her?”

I shook my head left to right. “No this was her idea. I came here looking for you. Then she tried to get me to drink. But I didn’t want to. Then she started doing things to me. And I couldn’t resist her. She dragged me in here and then we almost…that’s when you came in.” My words were rushed as I said them.

“You shouldn’t be so mad. At least nothing happened.” She winked at him.

“You should be locked up. You just tried to rape a minor. Danny I am so sorry she did that to you. I don’t know what the hell goes through her mind. She thinks she has the right to fuck anyone that walks through the door.” He walked over to his mother looking her in the eyes. “This is the last time I let you do something like this. Get out!”

“Jake honey, please don’t kick me out. I got nowhere else to go.”

“I don’t care. I want you out! Now!”

“Jake, you’re kicking your mother out of her own home?”

“No Danny this is my house. My father bought it for me and I just let her live here.”

“Your father bought you a house?” I looked at him dumbfounded.

“My father left her nothing. All this you see here is my shit. She has no claim to nothing here.”

“Oh, your father died. I’m sorry to hear that.”

“Nah he ain’t dead. He's just out there somewhere either fucking some ho or practicing for football season.”

“Oh.”

“Jake sweetie if I promised to stop will you let me stay?”

“No you stupid whore get out! Now!”

Jake stormed out of the room sparing me one glance. I didn’t know whether I should I follow after Jake or not. I was still in shock over what had almost happened before he walked in. Then I chanced a look his way and saw his eyes were blank. Not blank as in a deadpan glare, but vacant of all emotions. He was just...there.

"Jake are you-?"

"Follow." He said. He proceeded out the room and into the hall leading towards his bedroom. I felt like a the proverbial 'dead man walking'

Before I reached the door, I heard a loud crash that startled Jake’s mom and I making my heart thumping widely. As we both approached the door his mother gasped as she looked down, seeing her lamp in pieces. Seeing us in the doorway together made Jake’s eyebrows furrow together and he clenched his teeth and grunted. Feeling panicked, I moved swiftly away from his mother but not so much toward him, more off to the side. His mother stumbled back behind the door as if his gaze was pushing her back. She shut her door in haste. Jake’s breathing came hard and fast. I thought for sure he was going to cry at any moment. It hurt me to see that I had hurt him. Here I go again hurting the people I care for most. I took a step toward him; he took a step back and turned to head for his bedroom.

When we reached his room, he didn’t look at me or say anything for about five minutes. I stood in the door way watching him as an array of emotions flickered across his face. Those emotions were torn between anger and sorrow. He pointed to the bed not saying a word. I guess he meant for me to sit. I took a longer route to his bed keeping my distance from him, fearing he would hit me.

When I sat on the edge of the bed, Jake began to pace back and forth muttering something about “slutty mothers who can’t keep their hand off of their son’s boyfriends.” His pace quickened as he glanced at me then shifting his eyes to floor. Before I knew it he was in my face.

“Do you like me? I mean really like me?”

I took a moment to compose my thoughts before I answered. His eyes bore into mine with a fierce intensity as he waited. His breaths came slow but deep like he was trying to calm himself.

“Yes…I like you more than you think I do.” I tried to keep my voice calm but a hint of nervousness escaped through.

“Then why the hell didn’t you just punch that bitch. I mean come on! She ain’t nothing but a stank ol’ whore. She done fucked more than half the people in this town. Who knows what disease that bitch is carrying. I know she my mom and all but still. I can’t keep going through this shit. You have no I idea how many times she's done this to me. Or how many friends I lost because of her. All she thinks about is fucking anything that walks through that damn door. I’m tired of it Danny.” Jake turned his back to me, but before he did I saw tears slide down his cheeks.

I didn’t know what to do. Should I go over and put my arms around him and tell him it will be okay? Should I attempt to kiss his tears away? Would he want me to do that? Would he want me to touch him after what he walked in on? Or should I just leave? I needed to make a decision now!

I decided that I would try my hand at comforting him. I took three nervous deep breaths before I slid off the bed. I saw that his fists were tightly clenched at his sides. Slowly, I walked towards him and placed my hand on his right shoulder. There was no response or movement from him. This scared me a little to the point where my heart beat quickened.

“Jake…”

What could I say to him to make him feel better? What could I do? I swallowed hard and stepped in front of him. He quickly closed his eyes and more tears fell through his lashes. I felt the water works wanting to explode. I tried hard to fight them off by blinking rapidly.

“Jake, I am so sorry I hurt you this way. I only came here to see you and talked to you.” There was still no response from him. In a quick sudden moment I pulled him into my embrace.

“I know that it seems strange that I picked you out of all the people I could be with…” Jake backed away and started pacing again. “You are the only person I came across that doesn’t ask me for anything. I feel like I don’t have to be something I’m not around you.” He abruptly stopped pacing to look at my face.

I felt the heat flutter to my cheeks as I processed everything he just said to me. How could I be so dumb to not notice his feelings for me? I now realize I was more than just a play thing to him. Jake still looked miserable and torn. I wished with all my might that I could take back everything that happened between her and me. I can't help but feel like this a dream, a dream out of the nightmare called my life.