14. Travis

“Promise me Travis, when you date a girl?—”

“I’m going to kill him.” I cut her off, Jasper the asshole took my…fuck I can’t even finish the sentence.

“Travis!” she shouts, making me stop pacing the room. “Travis!” This time she screams it, and I stop in my tracks and face her. Looking at her face makes me angry, seeing the cut on her lip, and her swollen eyes, done by a man who took from her without her permission. He forced himself on my sister, and I’m going to make sure the bastard is dead.

“Tessa, he—” I stop because just thinking about saying the word out loud makes me sick. Walking over I sit on the bed next to her, and she leans her head on my shoulder.

“Travis, promise me. When you are dating a girl, you make sure you treat her right, and when you find the girl you know is the one, promise me you’ll make sure she knows she’s your everything.” She says through sobs, and I feel her tears on my T-shirt, wrapping my arms around her pulling her closer to me.

“I promise.” I whisper the words.

My mom lived with a mad man who treated her like she was nothing, now some asshole has made my sister feel the same way. Why the hell would I ever make a girl feel this?

Four in the fucking morning, how is she fully awake at the stupid time. Getting in the water, I swim over to her, stopping just behind her, and I look at the clock. The last time she was under for over eight minutes, looking down at her, I can’t see her face, so I move in front of her. I can swim, but nowhere close to how good she is. Taking in a deep breath, I get under the water, and smile looking at her beautiful face. I don’t care what anyone else says, she is the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen, softly touching the side of her face, and she opens her eyes and smiles at me.

She swims up, and I follow, because it’s all I can last under the water, and as I get some air, Bea wraps her arms around me and leans in for a kiss.

“Miss my lips?” I joke, making her laugh.

“And a few other things.” I’m going to die a happy man, if she’s next to me. “Bit early, isn’t it?”

“I could ask you the same thing.” She lets go of me, and swims to the side, and I follow, but she doesn’t get out.

“I like a morning swim—” She swims in front of me, as I lean on the side. I watch Bea licking her lips, and her mouth curls up into a smile. “How open are you to something different?”

“I’ll fuck you in this pool right now, I’ll fuck you anywhere you want, as long as you’re only fucking me.” I pull her closer to me, “I’m a hundred percent sure I’m all you’ll ever need.”

“I’m sure you are.” My hand moves to her neck, the only place it needs to be, and she smiles. “I love when you choke me.”

“Oh, and I do love choking you.” I tighten my grip a little, and she kisses me, then whispers against my lips.

“I want to try something.” Bea pulls away from me, and dives under the water, I smile when she pulls down my swim trunks, and I look down at her. I wasn’t hard when I got into the water but fuck, I’m getting hard now.

I look up at the clock, and immediately she starts kissing and licking my dick, her hand cupping my balls. Fuck, a blowjob under water. This won’t be the last time she’s doing this, and one day I will be fucking her in the water too.

My dick gets hard fast in her mouth, I mean with her it doesn’t take long, but this must be a record for me. Bea takes me further into her mouth, she’s not going fast, this is slower and fuck she’s good even under water.

She continues to take me deeper, hitting the back of her throat, a few bubbles appear as she gags. This is the biggest turn on, this woman is going to be mine.

Grabbing the back of her head, I start fucking her mouth, not wanting her to stop, but I glance over at the time. I know she can be down there for almost eight minutes, but I don’t want to hurt her.

I twitch in her mouth, Bea cups my balls as she bobs her head sucking me harder and harder.

“Fuck.” I grunt out, my hands grip into her hair, not wanting her to stop. Will she be able to swallow, if I come into her mouth? Looking up at the clock, six minutes, there is no way I’m making it much longer, her hand moves to the base of my dick, moving the same speed as her mouth. “Fuck!” This time I shout it.

I grip her head, my dick hitting the back of her throat, and I hold her there for a moment, looking down at one of the best views I think I’ll ever see in my life. Bea tries to pull away, but I hold her there for a few seconds longer, before letting her go, and she begins going faster and faster, and I cum hard, so fucking hard. Bea sucks a few more times, before letting my dick pop out of her mouth.

The second her head pops out of the water, I grab her neck hard, and pull her closer to me, slamming my lips into hers, as she wraps her legs around me, and I use my free hand to pull her swimsuit down a little so I can suck on her nipples. I kiss her lips again, not even thinking about going soft on her, I kissed her harder than I’ve ever kissed anyone.

“I might have to start joining you more, I think we should lose this suit.” I look down at her sexy body, wrapped around mine.

“Now I do enjoy you fucking me like crazy, but after last night, I thought I could treat you. Maybe tonight, I can come over.” She leans in closer and kisses me, and I must be crazy because I’m really falling for this girl like crazy, she’s becoming my everything, my air, my happiness. She’s becoming it all for me.

“No, maybe about it.” She laughs, and leans in closer to me, as I swim a little to the middle of the pool.

“Now I know you didn’t wake up this early for a blowjob, why are you really here?” she says, her hands in my hair, and I close my eyes for a moment, just letting her touch me, it’s crazy how much she can affect me.

“I wanted to talk—” I open my eyes looking at her. “How long was your brother under water, before he died?” Her legs instantly unwrap from me, and she swims far enough to have a good gap. “Is this all because you?—”

“Stop talking, you don’t know anything.” Her voice becomes wobbly, fighting the emotions she’s trying to hide.

“I don’t, but I’m trying to.” I try to swim closer to her, but she swims further. “Why don’t you try and talk to me, unlock the padlock to the gate you’ve cemented shut to the world. Open it just a little.”

“Talk to you, because you’re so open with me.” Now I do hear the cries in her words.

“You haven’t asked me anything, for me to hide. You ask, I’ll answer.” I let her know. She thinks I’m going to hide things from her, she’s wrong. I want this to work for us both, if she’s willing to give me a chance.

“How long was your sister—” She stops, I know the question she wants to ask, she didn’t know my sister, yet even she can’t ask the question. Bea shakes her head and turns to swim away. She’s holding something back, what is she hiding?

I quickly swim after her, and grab hold of her leg because I’m not catching her no matter how hard I swim. “Don’t swim away from me, because you’re not liking the conversation. Talk to me, and I’ll tell you anything you want to know about my sister.” I love talking about my sister, but never about that day, never about how I let her down. I turn her around to face me, waiting for her to say something, but nothing.

All she does is stare at me.

“Talk to me,” I plead with her.

I’ll do anything to protect her, and if she opens to me, I can protect her from her demons, too.

“Shall we get some breakfast?” she says, changing the subject.

“I’ll meet you by my car.” I lean in closer to her, and give her a kiss, which she returns. I need her to know I’m not the enemy she thinks everyone is.

“You know all this sugar will kill you.” Bea laughs when I pour some more sugar into my coffee. “Do you have class today?” She sips on her cappuccino, which makes me laugh. She’s complaining about my sugar intake, yet she has two shots of coffee in there; not just one, but two.

“I’ve got two, then hockey. How about you? I know you have swim practice, when I have hockey.” I look around the cafe Bea had picked, she is here every morning, as the waiter behind the counter knows her whole order.

“All day classes, it’s only my first year, and law is kicking my ass, but it will be worth it. Did you always want to go into engineering?” She leans on the booth as she turns to face me.

“Yeah, I like making things, breaking them, then fixing them up, and making them better. How about you, law school? You’re finding it hard, but you’re enjoying it, no point doing something you don’t enjoy.” I lean back as the waitress places our food down. Here is me with pancakes and waffles, then my girl has oatmeal and fruit.

“I’m enjoying it, knowing I will be able to put people away for a long time one day.” She leans a little closer to me in the booth, letting me take in her scent, she always smells so nice. I don’t know what she’s wearing, but it hits me every time.

Taking a mouthful of pancakes, I turn to Bea watching me, raising my brows at her, I ask what’s wrong.

“Nothing, just wanted to see you.” I have to laugh at her, because if I could watch her all day, I would.

“You can see me every day, no one’s stopping you.” I lean closer to give her a kiss, and I feel her lips curl into a smile. “More than happy to see you every day.” I lean my forehead on hers.

“Naked?” She whispers, now I laugh out loud, and a few others look over at us.

“I won’t complain, you’re beautiful, so don’t I care if it’s naked or not.” She bites on her bottom lip to stop a smile, then starts on her food.

This moment right here is nice, and I don’t want to ruin this time with her, but I need to know what she’s hiding. The only way she will talk is if I talk, and I’d rather get this over with.

“I wasn’t there for her when Tess needed me the most in her life, I wasn’t there. She was always there for me, and I was for her, but not the day she needed me the most—” I don’t turn to face Bea, seeing her reaction might make it harder to talk about it, so I take another few bites of my food, while I work out what else I want to tell her. Everything, or not. “I kill myself every day, that I wasn’t there for her. Every time I close my eyes, I see my sister hanging there, I couldn’t protect her when she needed me.” I stop because my throat starts to dry up, thinking about that day. I let her down. “All she had to do was knock on my door, and I would have dropped everything for her, she was my world, but no. I was in my room, when my—” I shake my head, to get myself together, fucking hell thinking about it again is hard. “It was just us, the two of us. We fought for each other, protected each other, I lost my sister, and my best friend. Tess left me a letter, but it’s still in the envelope, because I can’t bear to read what she was thinking before she left me.”

I take Bea’s hand when I feel her wipe the tear away from my cheek. Pushing my plate away, I turn to face her, kiss the top of her hand, Bea looks into my eyes as I try to stop the tears from coming back, but it’s hard talking about Tessa and not getting upset.

I have never told anyone about Tessa, so for Bea to be the first person to see how Tessa not being here messes me up, she must see I’m not fucking around with her.

I can feel my heart pounding in my chest, with how it’s messed me up, and all I want to do now is get on the ice and skate, nothing else. It’s always been the best way for me to clear my head, especially when I’ve been thinking about Tessa.

Bea moves away when my phone starts ringing, and I look at my watch to see the time. Blake and Logan won’t be awake, so who the hell is calling me. Getting my phone out of my pocket, and again seeing No ID appearing on my phone.

“Hello,” I answer as this is the first time whoever is playing this game hasn’t ended the call. “Hello?” I ask again, and nothing. Hearing someone breathing, then the call ends, I stare at my phone for a moment, already knowing my dad probably paid someone to play mind games with me. He is hard pressed to get in my head at the moment, so this is his new way to do it, since nothing else is working.

“I was only little, but I still remember looking out my window and hearing my brother shouting. He was thirteen, we had a big age gap, but he was my hero. I watched them throw him in the pool, and hold him down, not much else to say. I watched a sick fucked up man hold my brother under water, he was fighting and fighting but he didn’t—” Bea stops and looks away from me, and I pull her closer to me, letting her know I’m hear listening to her. “He was kicking, fighting the man’s grip to let him go, but nothing. Within a minute my brother stopped fighting him, and I knew I’d lost him.” I found my sister dead, and she watched her brother die. “I learned to swim because I wanted to be able to fight in the water if I needed to, scared one day what happened to my brother would happen to me. I go under water, so I know how it felt for him, how he hurt when it got too much, I want to feel what my brother felt.” Now I wipe the tear away from her cheek, then wrap my arm around her and she leans her head on my shoulder.

“Do you know who killed your brother?” I ask, and she nods, but it also tells me she’s not going to tell me who it is either.

“Is it fucked up that two people who lost their siblings in a horrible way, are sleeping with each other. How messed up does that make us?” Bea asks, and I can still hear the small sobs in her voice, and I kiss the top of her head as she pulls away from me, and I softly place my hand around her neck, pulling her closer to me, to kiss her.

“Messed up? Really? I think we’re good together, it takes one messed up person to help another messed up person.” Bea shakes her head, a small smile appearing on lips. “I know you want to do it, but under water by yourself, anything can happen, I will meet you every morning.” I can’t tell her to stop doing it, I want to, but I know her well enough to know she doesn’t care what anyone says to her. She is a stubborn woman who will do what she wants. “Or I can just choke you and pinch your nose while I fuck your mouth.” She starts laughing, pushing me away from her, getting back to her fruit.

“Do you think about anything other than sex?” she says, and not quietly either, and the people in front look over at us, but I don’t care, it’s no secret in this town, I fuck a lot, and most of the town know who we are.

“Of course I do.” I lean in closer to her and whisper, “But I fucking loving sex with you.” She tilts her head slightly to face me and kisses my lips. “You want to push me away, and lock things away, just so you know firecracker, I’m not going anywhere, and I’ll get a sledgehammer to smash open the gate you’ve locked yourself behind, so let me in.” Kissing her hard this time, my fingers moving over her neck.

I’ve told her my story, she’s told me hers, but I feel there is a lot more to her story, and I want to find out what else is going on in her head. I’m here for her, whether she likes it or not.