A Chance In Heaven Part 1

It had been a long and tiring day at work for Solace. He had spent the entire day talking and as he walked up the concrete steps to his home he couldn't help but feel relieved that the day was over. Of course he'd have to do it all again tomorrow but to have even a few hours of rest would be appreciated. As he entered the house he called out hello, his raspy and damaged vocals rebounding back to him. He cringed at how hoarse he sounded. "Hehem", he cleared his throat as he closed the door and immediately regretted it. He felt as though he had swallowed fire and the pain was excruciating. I've got to get myself a real job he thought as he headed towards the kitchen to make himself some tea.

He walked into his living room and sunk into his chair, his steaming cup of tea in his hand. Taking a sip he accidently let out a moan. Quickly catching himself he laughed at his reaction, I guess I needed this more than I realized he thought to himself as he slowly started to relax. Picking up the remote, he turned on the tv and prepared to settle down for the night. As he watched the television he found his mind wandering, to her; her scent was intoxicating and Solace could remember the many times that he'd come home to see her waiting to throw her arms around his neck and kiss him. He could remember the way she looked in the sun, her hair flowing behind her as she ran through the yard, her never dying smile bringing him more hapiness than anything else ever had.Why? He wondered. Why did I ever let her go? She was all I needed... The sad depressing reality of his life slowly dawned on him and soon all thoughts of watching tv and drinking tea slowly slipped away.

Getting out of his chair and heading to his room he couldn't help but miss the woman who once shared that bed with him. He could remember the way she looked at him as he thrust into her. The irreplaceable look in her eyes as she panted and begged for more. He could remember the sound of her moans clearly, as if she was still there...

After changing he climbed into bed, thoughts of her still swirling within his mind. It took him a long time till he was finally able to sleep, much longer than he would've liked. As he finally decended into darkness he was able to recall the touch of her lips against his own...the taste of her cherry chapstick lingering as she kissed him for the last time...

"Hey silly, what are you doing all by yourself?  Come join me"  Solace walked over to where she was lying down on the grass. He felt his heart jump as she looked up at him, her dress slowly inching its way up her thigh as she flipped onto her back to face him. She beckoned him over, motioning for him to sit. As he layed down beside her he could feel her hands slowly making their was up his leg, stopping as they reached his belt. Pulling her self on top of him she started undoing his belt buckle and he could feel the tension rising, his urge to satisfy her sharply increased as she started unbuttoning her shirt revealing a beautiful white lace bra underneeth. Too bad it's going to get wrecked he mused to himself as her shirt fell from her shoulders.

Quickly moving her under him, he started undoing the buttons on her shorts...the idea of satisfying her making him move faster. He chuckled as he finished unbuttoning her shorts, revealing a white lace thong that matched her bra. Easing it off of her he felt her breath catch in her throat as he rhythmically thrust into her. Her moans made his heart race and he he thrusted deeper as they got louder, his urge to satisfy her getting stronger until gave in to it, no longer dictating his own actions. He had one goal, love her like she had never been loved before. The sweat dripped off their bodies and he could hear her panting increase as he pulled her against him with each thrust, her skin melting into his own. He felt is own panting increase and prepared for it; the moment when it felt like they were all eachother had. The moment when the world slipped away and all that was left was their love, raw and uncontrollable. His breath rushed out of him as the moment finally came...

Clutching his chest he jerked upward, his eyes wide open in shock. He could feel himself panting and as he shifted in his bed he could feel his legs slide against eachother, slick with sweat. He could feel tears building up inside of him as he once again remembered that she would never be there for him, not after what he'd done. A sob escaped his throat and he broke down, clutching his head between his hands as tears flowed down his cheeks. As he cried he relived every memory they had shared together, every Birthday and Christmas, every Anniversary and Valentine's day and the pain became too much. He had tried, he had tried so hard to keep on moving forward after she was gone, but how could he do that when he was the reason she was gone. A simple act of carelessness and she was gone forever, never to share his bed or to bear his children. She was gone, and she was never coming back.

Sobbing he slowly stood up, his grief and sorrow finally getting the best of him. He walked out of his room and that's when he saw the answer. He walked over and picked it up. It was a knife, smaller than he would've liked but he was sure it would do the trick. He held it over his chest, wondering if he'd have the courage to plunge it in. Quickly, he glanced around and his eyes hovered on her picture, it was the last one he took of her before she was gone. Determined to see her once more he plunged the knife into his chest, gritting his teeth as firey pain spread through him like wildfire. He collapsed to the ground, panting and gasping as he coughed up blood. This is it he thought, I'm finally going to see her again. My beloved, my precious, my Zara and as he finally started to lose consciousness he whispered her name once more...."My beloved Zara, I'm coming."