Gary and Libby; Take Two

I sit with Luke, and a strong mug of black coffee, around my dining room table, sifting through an uncountable amount of papers. Its getting on for ten and we chat as we work, the reassuring gurgle from Ethans baby monitor lessening the potentially harsh silence each time we fall quiet. "This is obscene." Luke lets out a disgruntled sigh, throwing his Biro down and watching it drown in the sea of documentation. Nodding in agreement, my eyes slipping in and out of focus, my exhaustion gripping me, as i glance up at the clock. 10.07pm  Gary should be back any minute. From whatever gig hes doing tonight. Hes been out so much lately and im sick of being on my own, and so now im sat here, half asleep and working with Luke at ten past ten on a Tuesday. "Maybe we should call it a night?" I offer, quietly eager to get Luke gone so i can go to bed, but right on cue, the baby monitor broadcasts a shrill scream from my sleeping son, preventing me from hearing my desired a...

"Ethan, i think mummy and daddy are back." I hear the muffled voice of Clara, the baby sitter as Gary stands outside the front door, fishing for the keys in a coat pocket, one hand instantly wrapped around my waist. "You know," I raise a wry eyebrow. "You could probably get at them better if you let go of me." Gary stops fidgeting immediately and looks up at me deadpan."I dont want to let go of you. Do you want me to let go of you?" His fingers drum rhythmically against my hip as his arm tightens around me. Its very distracting. Warily, i shake my head, smiling slowly when Gary abandons the search for the keys and instead snakes both of his hands around my body. "Youre very clinging all of a sudden.." My tone is inquisitive, cocking my head to one side as i slip my hand into the back pocket of Garys black jeans and pull out the keys. But he merely shrugs a satisfied shrug in response, planting a seconds smacking kiss against my mouth...

I drop down into my office chair for the first time in a year, the familiar squeak greets me, and i smile because they havent fixed it. "Hiya Libby!" Amanda beams as she pops her red head around my door. "Its good to see you back at last!" I laugh in response, shrugging my jacket onto the back of my chair. "Thanks Amanda, its good to see you too." "Hows your dad?" My smile fades. Ive come back to work to take my mind off all of that, not talk about it. "Getting better i think." I force a tight smile to send the message loud and clear. "Thanks." Amanda nods, "Im glad, ill let you settle in. If you need anything just give me a shout." I smile again. "Thanks." "Oh, but before i go," Amanda clears her throat, pushing my door open a little wider. "Ill introduce you to Luke." A tall man with olive skin and dark, dark hair stands warmly in the doorway. "Hello, Miss O'Regan, ri...

I lie under the covers, my body aching, still begging for it's denied relief. I can barely move. "Gary." I whine once more, suppressing the threat of frustrated tears. "Please." Gary merely smiles contented and slides into bed next to me. "Go to sleep Libby." "How can you expect me to sleep like this?!" I ask, almost astonished. The desire for the much needed relief pools hot and ready deep inside my abdomen, and I squirm unhappily under its wrath. "Please." I beg. And my body begs too. My ass still hurts from the spanking. My wrists are bruised from the restraints, my knees red from where Gary had me on my knees, my throat dry from the desperatee scream as his fingers teased me and his tongue taunted and still he dined any relief. I'm desperate. Gently, and with a new found tranquillity,  Gary leans over and plants a delicate kiss against my temple. "Night baby." "Gary!" But my protest is silenced ...

"Gary, get off." I writhe against him as im forced into the bedroom, but Garys insidious grip on my arm does not loosen. "Get off!" I wine once more, louder this time, adamant. This time, Gary concedes, launching me forward so i stagger to the bed, grumbling my distaste under my breath. He can be so rough. "Get on the bed." Garys electric green gaze pins me to the spot, and for a moment im confused. "Im not going to sleep-" "No Libby." Comes the growled response and Gary turns his back from me and begins to fiddle around in the wardrobe. "Youve already made that clear, so do as i god damn say and get on the bed." Swallowing hard, i do as he asks. I dont even try to ignore the pooling heat in my abdomen. Its only going to get worse. Gary still has his back to me, so i take it as an opportunity to unfasten a few of the buttons on my blouse, i go to kick off my heels when he stops me. "Shoes on." Gary spins to fac...

This chapter is a bit short, so sozzles, but i didnt want cram all the action for the next one into the end of this one... "You did well in there.." Gary half whispers as we make our way back across the car park after hours of sitting around a hospital bed waiting for nothing to happen. I smile weakly in response, almost to myself, but its all i have to offer. Gary shakes my hand in his. "Talk to me."  I dont reply.  "Libby, talk to me." "What do you want me to say Gary?" I continue to stare ahead as Gary stops dead in the middle of an uncommonly vacant hospital car park. Its dark now, and i can only see a few feet ahead, a few feet into the foreboding, mournful, darkness of midnight. Foreboding and mournful darkness like the darkness hollowing me inside. I want to cry, but im out of tears. I want to sleep, but my mind is not tired. I want to sleep as much as i want to wake up, wake up from this tormenting nightmare. Wake up in my own ...

"Lib.. Libby?.." Im lulled gently from my cocoon of comforting sleep. "Libby.." Reluctantly, my lids draw back to the unwelcome blade of sun slicing through the car window. I squint, confused. Oh. Yeah. "Lib.." Gary carries on, and im half aware hes helping me out of my seat belt. "Come on baby, we're here." I nod in answer, but dont move. I dont want to move. I dont want to ever have to move, because if i do, i know that i have to face up to the darkening reality which lies behind the cold, harsh and unwelcoming doors of Manchester Royal Infirmary. "Im scared." "I know baby, come on." Gary brings the back of my hand to his lips briefly in a comforting gesture before slipping out of the car. I watch in the rear-view mirror as he makes his way hurriedly round to my door and swings it open. I dont move. "Libby." Lowering my gaze, i begin to chip off flakes of the newly applied red nail varnish, flicking it d...

"No mumma!" Ethan attempts to swat away my arms as i pull a navy blue t-shirt over his head. "Bob one! Bob one! Please!" "Ethan!" I giggle, reaching for a pair of socks. "You cant live in your pyjamas mate!" "Can! Can! Can! Can! Can!" The toddler chants back, kicking his legs frantically in a vain attempt to avoid me catching his feet. I raise an eyebrow. "Ethan. Behave." "Bob one!" He sheiks again, making a move to shimmy off the bed. I grasp him under the arms just in time. This could be a long morning. I glance at the time. 8:47am. Shit im late. First day back at work in eight months and im late already. Great start Libby. I turn my attention back to the toddler as my patience begins to wear thin. "Ethan! Sit still and let me get you dressed." " No !" Ethans limbs fling about aimlessly as his protest takes a swift turn into a temper tantrum. Mentally, i roll my eyes. Taking a deep breat...

*last chapter for two weeks bc holidaying, so dont miss it two much ok:-)) they'll be loads of typos cause I rushed it but heyy*  I lie under a blanket on the settee, my body cocooned against Garys as he wraps his arms around me, his chin resting gently on the top of my head as his eyes remain transfixed to the TV screen. I giggle quietly, and immediately capture his attention. "What?" He smirks shlys, pulling away a little. "Nothing." I whisper with a smile, shaking my head and replacing my head against the warmth of his chest. "No." Garys hands move to my shoulders, pushing me away so i have no choice but to look at him. "Tell me." I shake my head again and shrug slightly. "Just you." "Me?" He giggles again and it pulls at my heart strings. "Yes.." My fingers reach forward to play with the buttons at the top of his polo shirt. "You're cute.." Gary exhales a delicate laugh and gazes down a...

"Youre making a mess! Stop!" I shriek as Gary persists to fling the extra flour off the work surface and up into the air. "Dont care!" He grins like a school boy. "Well i do!" I lunge across the kitchen towards him, grasping his wide wrists in my hands and trying desperately, but failing easily, to still them against his strength. "Im the one thats got to clean it up!" "Dont care!" Gary beams again, grinning down at me and ruffling yet another fistful of flour into my hair. "Gary! Stop it!" I squeal again, ducking away from him and reaching over for the bowl of chocolate icing. Whipping out the tablespoon, i smear a large dollop across Garys left cheek. His eyebrows shoots up in response, making me giggle as his tongue bobs out the corner of his mouth, attempting to lick away as much icing as he can reach. My legs weaken slightly at the sight. "Its still there!" I laugh, but Garys hand moves like the flash of l...

"Libbyyyy!" Garys voice wines down the stairs and into the kitchen. "Gary grow up!" I half laugh as i begin fumbling around in the cupboards for a mixing bowl. "Libby!" "Gary i said no!"  Theres silence for a little longer, and i think hes given up. "Mumma?" I spin quickly on my heel when i hear Ethans voice behind me. Hes stood in the threshold, half hiding behind the door frame as he gazes inquisitively at me. "Mumma, what are you doing?" "Hello gorgeous!" I beam down, discarding the mixing bowl on the counter top and padding towards the toddler. "I was going to make a cake." I explain, swinging Ethan up onto my hip as i carry im back over to the island and perching him on the top, resting my arms either side of him. "A cake?!" Ethans eyes widen immediately. "Cake?!" "Yes!" Chuckling back in response i gesture towards the ingredients sprawled over the counte...

three months later. "Mm-h. Go away." I swat the disturbance and nestle further back into the comfort and warmth of the bed. But the disturbance doesnt shift, instead it ignores my half conscious plea and continues. "Go away." I breathe again as my eyes are forced to peel themselves open. The room is coated in the bleak winter colour. It must only be around 4AM at the latest. "Mm-h..Libby.." Gary whispers, his lips ticking my collar bone once more. The disturbance. I smile sleepily as my eyes come into focus. Garys lying over my body, his forearms either side of me, propping himself up and his legs tangled in between mine as he proceeds to scatter barley there kissing along my collar bone. "Hey.." "Good dream?.." Gary beams up at me and my brows pull together in response. "What?." "Were you enjoying that dream?" He repeats, dropping his lips to my shoulder before pulling away and giving me that look that tells ...

"Mm-h." Gary murmurs back in response, sliding his hands down to my bum as his tongue continues to explore each corner of my mouth in turn. "Come here.." And with that, his long fingered hands grip the tops of my thighs steadily, as he spins me around, so my back is against the cool, garage wall. "Gary..." I whisper against his cheek, as he moves his assault to my neck, kissing and biting. Im painfully aware of Ethan being left unattended in the bedroom. "Stop." But Gary simply shakes his head, moving his mouth as he nips on my ear lobe. I groan softly in response. Something between a laugh and a moan escapes his slightly parted lips as he runs his hands up the length of my thighs, effectively hitching my nighty up around my waist, before his hands slide over my bum, squeezing softly. I moan again. "Gary, we should stop." "Why?" His breath is hot and wet against my, already damp, skin, as he begins to scatter kisses acros...

My head spins as my body quakes, using every last ounce if energy i have to cry away the pain. The pain. I sob harder. How did we get to here?! We were so happy. So so happy. I wanted to spent the rest of my life with him. I still do want to spend the rest of my life with him. And now...now i have to live with this. This . Hell. Slowly, i risk a glace over at Ethan, who is sat playing obliviously with that bloody blue rabbit, and my jaw clenches automatically as i wail harder into my hands than i ever have before. I cant do this. I know i cant do this. Its been five minutes and i cant live without him. Its as simple as that. I cannot live without him. "Mumma?" I gaze down quickly as i feel a small tug at my sleeve. "Mumma, i kiss it better." Sinking my teeth into my bottom lip to stop the building sob, i watch with blurred vision as the toddler plants one, two, three, four wet kisses against the back of my hand. "Der you go Mumma!" Ethans voice brims w...

When i open my stinging eyes, its morning. As my eyes adjust to the familiar surroundings i realise im in bed. "Hey..." "Hey..." I murmur as i sit up slowly. "Ellooo Mummaaa!!" Ethans ecstatic chirp sounds from Garys knee. "Hey baby..." I smile warmly, lifting Ethan onto my own knee and pulling him into my chest. "How are you this morning?" Ethan doesnt answer  instead he just point excitedly into the corner of the room where his toy chest sits. "Come play! Come play!" "Alr-" "Mummy will come and play in a minute Ethe." Gary cuts in quickly, his mouth set into a grim line. "You go ahead okay and shell join you in a minute, theres a good lad eh." Taking Ethan from my arms, Gary sets him down on the floor, allowing him to toddle off into the corner. Immediately i turn to frown at Gary. "Is something wrong?..." "You tell me..." Gary shrugs, pulling his brows together. ...