[Venus]

This story contains some sexual content as well as strong language. For those of you uncomfortable with hard language take fair warning and understand the fact that the sort of language used in the story reflects the characters' lifestyle.






I watched as she put her cigarette out on the scuffed wooden floor of my small studio. She rolled onto her back, running her hands through her hair, eyes slightly parting, the top of my worn, flannel sheets flirting with the tips of her nipples. She rolled slowly towards me again, fighting the sun light streaming through the window behind me with a lifted palm over her forehead.

"Good morning gorgeous," she mumbled half words through her yawn. "What time is it?" she asked looking around for something resembling a clock.

"It's ten after two." I told her after glancing at the cell phone in my lap.

"Oh shit." She mumbled as she threw off my sheets and put her feet on the cold floor. She quickly found her underwear lying on the nightstand and clumsily pulled them over her feet. I quickly became overcome with lust again as they slid slowly up her long, tanned legs. My stare followed the same hurried actions as she pulled her jeans in the same motion. Still topless, she caught my eyes and walked towards me slowly, with that same look in her eye she'd had the night before when she'd convinced me to bring her home.

She slowly wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled my ear to her lips.

"Does that face mean you're sad to see me go?" she asked, putting out her most sensual face.

I forced myself to pull my head away and take her arms out from behind me.

"You're going to be late." I told her, trying my best to muster a face like stone.

"Don't fight this Vic. You know you want me back here. You know last night was the most whole you've felt in months." she whispered sexily and forced her arms back around me.

"Let's not do this right now." I sighed and walked away from the window sill I had been sitting in and plopped down onto the edge of the bed.

"Let's not do what, Vic? Huh? What is it you just can't deal with? The way you left me completely alone in that piece of shit apartment entirely in the dark that cops were on their way? Or are we not talking about the way you hung up on me when I called you from jail?? Or are we ignoring when I got out of jail and had no home, no money, and NO MOTHER FUCKING FAMILY OR GIRLFRIEND?!?! Is THAT what we aren't doing?!!? Because I was fine with that. I forgave you. I came here last night, and you know what, you let me. You wanted me here. So don't tell me you just brought me here to fuck, you forget how well I know you. That's not you and that's not what was in your eyes last night. I still see the same love there I have for years and don't think you're ready to walk out on that again." She was standing over me, chest heaving and signing crazily with her hands as she spoke. Her green eyes were dancing with anger. Her small heart shaped face was perfectly framed by the long, wavy, pitch black hair that rested softly on her small, firm breasts.

With this I put my face in my palms and dug my nails into my scalp in an effort to keep myself from crying. "I didn't abandon you in that apartment, Luce. I saved your life and well...I saved mine too. Don't you see now what you were then? What you had become?"

"Oh just what the fuck had I become Vic? What could I have possibly become that you had to let me go to jail to SAVE our lives?" her stare turned icy as she demanded answers.

"You had become your mother, Luce! Every time you were at home, which wasn't often by the way, you were so high you couldn't lift your damn head off the floor. Do you know every single fucking night that you WERE home I would stay awake all night with my head on your chest praying that your heart would keep beating? Every single night I would fight sleep because I was terrified when I woke up you'd be dead? That was the worst part, but there was so much more. The way you started robbing people all the time-"

"-You stole too you bitch!" she screamed, her defenses at full height.

"Luce, I know, I know. I was messed up too. But not like you. I stole for food or the rent, you were stealing to get more crack. Baby, we were living in a shitty studio, eating mac 'n cheese everyday, and somehow affording a 3,000 a month drug habit. What does that say about us Luce? Something had to give." I pulled her to me and wrapped my arms around her familiar waist. Her bare chest beat against me hard as if trying send me some sort of message in code. Each part of her slender body was heaving and I felt my heart melt a little as she started to go limp in my arms.

"Well maybe things were real fucked up, but you didn't have to let me go to jail. You could have put me in rehab." she bit back, but this time you could tell most of her anger had passed.

"Would you have stayed?" I asked, my eyes pleading for some understanding from the only woman I had ever loved.

"No...probably not, but why are we even talking about this baby? I came to peace with our past a long time ago. Can't you? I'm not that girl anymore. I'm clean. I want a real life. I want my home back, I want it with you." she laid her chin on my chest and pulled my hair onto her tear soaked cheeks. "I love you, Vic. I love you."

With that passion overcame me and I quickly pushed my fingers through her hair and brought her lips hard to mine. I kissed her differently than I had last night. Last night was full of fear and anxiety, even dread. I had been terrified I was walking back into the devil's snare, knowing that whether she had changed or not, I would never be able to walk away from my Lucy. She was crazy, but it made me hot. It made her different and all the more tempting. She was the only addiction I had crossed in this life that I just couldn't beat. Maybe it wasn't addiction at all, maybe it really was love. I was thrilled to have her back in my life and back in my arms. I couldn't wait to see where the future would take us. As she laid me on my back and began to run her hand up my skirt, my thoughts vanished and for the first time since Lucy had reappeared in my life, I was going to live for the moment.

[Venomous Vixen]

My stare followed the same hurried actions as she pulls her jeans in the same motion.

I think "pulled" would sound better here

Incredible work Venus! The emotion you captured is so genuine. Ah, I am a sucker for a happy ending as well, especially when it comes to love. The sexual aspect was a nice touch as well, it really hooked me in the beginning. Glad you seem to have overcome that writers block!

[Venus]

lol thanks...and you're right pulled was what should have been there. I'll change that now, and it may not have a happy ending, it's just chapter one afterall.

[Storiesmaniac]

Holy shit...let me take my hat off...no fuck that let me shake your hand missy...that was amazing...so deep so passionate so full of emotions...i didnt want it to end...That is no joke utter brilliance.

[Venus]

Thank you Tim, but that may be over the top. lol.

It's not over yet, sheesh, it's just chapter one. lol.

[Corneac]

Shit Steph. That was horrible...the characters were stereotypical and the plotline. Sheesh. I could do better in my sleep, blindfolded with two hands tied behind my back.

Haha. Nah I'm kidding. lol.

It was enthralling. Simply...you sucked me in...you conveyed a depth of emotion in the characters that was astounding and I can't wait to read more. Description were great, and sex and language were used impeccably well to develop the plot line and characters. Truly some marvellous writing. Awesome job.

I sighed and walked away from the window seal I had been sitting in and plopped down onto the edge of the bed.

seal?

But I loved it Steph. Now get writing the next chapter!

[LullabyHearts]

Pretty deep. I enjoyed reading this. I don't usually enjoy stories like these, because they tend to get cliched but you did a really good job.

I really just love your writing style. I remembered I read your other story. The emotion you put in is just refreshing.

[gonzoadrenaline]

"Oh just what the fuck had I become Luce?

What could I have possibly become that you had to let me go to jail to SAVE our lives?" her stare turned icy as she demanded answers.

"You had become your mother, Luce! Every time

you were at home, which wasn't often by the way, you were so high you couldn't lift your damn head off the floor.

I really, really liked this. It is real. Did this happen to you? One thing though, does crack really make you pass out when you're too high. I went through a lot with Steven and the meth. We have had our fair share of shit in our lives and he was on that crap for a long damn time. I smoked it with him to get rid of it but I never needed the shit. I don't like it; didn't get me high. But back to the point, I know how that feels, to know that no matter what a person does or says, you'll never be able to stop loving them.

I cried towards the end of this piece, just the way you portrayed that feeling. This is a good piece; pointed out two things that are minor problems. One spelling, well not spelling really and one time you said Luce when I think you meant Vic. Also, what is Vic short for, it's a girl right?

[Venus]

Vic is short for Victoria...and I will change those things, thanks.

Um crack does make you pass out if you do a shitload in combination with other stuff. Not when you're peaking, but when you are crashing.

This story is a mix of personal experience and fiction. The rest of the story will have more personal things in it than just this chapter.

[xtremelady]

Would have like more of a description of Luce in first paragraph - eye hair colour etc.

The way you left me completely alone in that piece of shit apartment entirely in the dark that cops were on their way?

This seemed awkward, perhaps consider revising.


Nice Venus - the emotion and characters are beautifully portrayed, leaving a craving to read more - very addictive m8.

[RENA HANDS]

I know it is not a detrimental situation but the spacing between the Warning and the first paragraph is incorrect.

,and somehow affording a 3,000 drug habit.

I would have written out $3,000 or a three thousand a month drug habit.

This story is most entertaining with realistic emotions of both the user and the former user.

[Lubesh]

That was effortless lol You are a good clean writer and knew after the first i would have to read on....loved the tying in of the crashing row about addictions and then luce and Vic......onwards

[CruciFied]

I have little experience with the subject matter, and my capacity for empathy is consequently limited. However, I am impressed by your portrayal of a dominant female figure who obviously knows which buttons to press to evoke a desired response...I'm wondering if these two were childhood friends. What is their marital status? I will definitely continue to read...well done.

[maxaynjj]

I don't know why this is classed as Dark because it should be in the romance section. I really good story.

[Reik Mohican]

I was kind of confused about the gender of the character in the beginning, maybe I just missed something. Anyway, It was a fun quick read.
One small thing i spotted,
"I had been sitting in"
i think i would be on
good work

[x_lovely09]

I always love stories about people who are basically living the deadly sins.
I can't wait to read the rest. :] I'm off to do so right now! <3

[A.V.H]

...why is 'Vic' wearing a skirt?

[Corneac]

Lesbian story kiddos. Think outside the box.