The Story of Us (Carnage #1)

by Lesley Jones

settling uncomfortably low down in my belly. And for some strange reason, the sensation caused my brain to cease its connection to my mouth, leaving me devoid of speech.

I was eleven years old, but I knew without a shadow of a doubt I was staring into the eyes of the boy I was going to love forever.

“You, Gia, are a flirt. But one day… when you’re old enough, one day it will be our turn. Our time.”

“I’ll love you forever, G. Wherever I am in the world. Whatever I’m doing, it’ll always be you. I’m yours for as long as you want me. For as long as I’m good for you, I’m all yours.”

“Fuck off, fuck off! Did you see? Did you? She licked him. I’ll kill the slut!” I tried to get up off the table they had me sitting on, but they held me down.

His eyes slowly made their way up my body, and I watched as they moved side to side while he gazed at each of my tits.

I

They were so talented and as much as I loved Sean, the song, and the dedication, I had a horrible feeling that I was losing him, wash over me. I swiped at my tears, tucked the feeling away, and smiled up at Sean while he finished the song. When it ended, he walked over to the edge of the stage and knelt in front of me with a rose in his hand. “Love you, G. Always baby, always.”

once again, he’d given me one of those moments that would stay with me until the day I died.

And there he was, my Sean, his arms, his smell, and his taste. Everything was right with the world. I was back at his side, right where I was born to be. I don’t know why I panicked and doubted him. The way he looked at me and the things he said told me, showed me unequivocally how much he loved and missed me. His eyes told me everything I needed to hear as they looked into mine, and I dissolved into him.

This was love. What we had was love. The real, grown-up kind.

so we can be together all the time. So, we can go to bed and wake up together every night and day. So you can come with me, wherever I go in the world. I want you with me, G, by my side, always.” He kissed me gently on the mouth while I swallowed back my tears. He broke our kiss and looked down at me. “I wanna show you the world, I wanna give you so much more, and I want you with me always. No one else, only you. You got that?” I nod and aim to deliver a non-nervous smile. “Good. Now, get your sexy arse out this bath and give me a blow job.” “Charming,” I replied as I shook my head at him.

After Sean could barely contain his laughter at my first attempt, I soon learnt that despite its name, the act had nothing to do with blowing whatsoever. I think I will forever glow crimson when I recall the moment I held his dick in front of my mouth and blew on it like you would a hot cup of tea.

“But

“I love you, G, always. Wherever I am, whatever I’m doing, it will always only ever be you.”

“There’s only him. It will always be him. There’s no room for anyone else. Wherever we go with this, you need to understand that my heart is sealed and there’s only him that’s locked inside.”

“But you don’t know me, Georgia. You haven’t had a chance to get to know me. If you let me, I’ll blow your mind, baby.”

“There’s no one else. There never was. It’s still only ever you.”

“Sean, like the tattoo says, ‘There’s no one else. There never was. It’s still only ever you’.”

“They say that home is where the heart is, and mine has never been anywhere other than with you, always, G.

I went to bed happy and content, appreciating my large and loving family, but not realising that it was the very last time that we would all be together, and that our dynamics would be changed, shattered irreparably before the year was out.

“No, I loved you because I couldn’t not. I loved you because it was what I was put on this earth to do.”

My husband and my baby, our little boy, my handsome, vibrant, clever husband, and our beautiful baby boy, gone, snuffed out, in just a few seconds of complete and utter carnage.