Obsessed-Chapter2

Alvin was driving me home.  We were quiet for the ride, it was a 30 minute ride.  "I'm sorry about yesterday Vivian, I guess he both lost it, but I meant what I said."  He glanced at me briefly, then turned back to the road.  "Alvin, honestly, I've also wanted you for years, but out of respect for Lisa, that will never happen again.  Please understand." He looked sad but said nothing.  He drove up to my house, my prison, the place filled with so many memories of Alex.  As I went to opened the door, Alvin reached for my hand, I turned, already half way out of the car, I kissed him on the cheek and left.  And that night, surprisingly it was Alvin that haunted my dreams.  And as the weeks passed by I thought about him more and more.  I seemed to snap out of my suicidal phase.  I also seemed to be getting over Alex. I couldn't think about him much with out feeling a sharp pain in my chest, but I could at least breathe when ever he was mentioned, and act like I didn't care.  But something almost as worse had happened to me.  I began to think about Alvin all the time, at work, in the shower, in my dreams, at home.  I couldn't stop thinking about him.  It was almost as if that kiss unleashed something. I tried not to think about him, I tried to feel guilty, I tried to think of Lisa and her two kids, and the third on its way, a girl now.  I hadn't been there now in 4 months, and I hadn't spoken to her for two weeks.  Nothing helped, I had to see him.  I called him, nervous, I was hoping he wouldn't pick up his cell phone.  It was late he was probably just getting out of work, it was 10PM.  "Hello?"  I gulped, and just blurted it all out,"I can't stop thinking about you, I don't know whats wrong with me." He was silent for a moment,"I can't stop thinking about you either, its worse now.  Not being able to see you or talk to you since that kiss, four months ago. I can't ask Lisa too much about you or else she might think something. I tried to get you off my mind, but I find that I even think about you when we make love."  Alvin, I need you."  And I did, I had become obsessed with him. "I'm on my way."  He hung up the phone. OH shit what was I doing, was I crazy? I was the worst friend a girl could ever have, but I couldn't help myself, I don't know what happened, but I was obsessively in love with Alvin.  And when he got to my house, it was like we were filled with a sort of rage full lust. I opened the front door and he walked in. I locked it, the house was dark, all lights were out.  We kissed and he began to back me up against the wall. He ripped off my shirt the buttons popping off and dropping silently on the floor. I ripped his shirt off and ran my hands over his chest.   We were kissing wildly, both of us breathing hard.  I felt like I was on fire, every where he touched me felt electric.  Soon we were both naked, and he kissed my breast sucking hard on my nipples, making me moan.  I kissed him and bit down on his lip making it bleed, and then I sucked it clean. He pushed me to the floor and entered me brutally, grunting as he did so.  He raised my legs onto his shoulders and continuously rammed into me. I wasn't the moaning type but tonight I was screaming,"oh god, I want you, yes, please baby, I need you."  He kept whispering the same thing over and over to me,"I love you, I love you, I love you, I fucking love you." It went on for an hour, non stop, and I was amazed, and when we were finally done, gasping and sweating, we smiled.  He slowly disengaged, and we laid there clasped on the floor. "Jesus Christ." I said, I had never had sex that way. "I'm in love with you Vivian, I'm obsessed with you.  If you ever leave me, I think I'll kill you."  "I'll kill you first." I said, and with that began our affair, we had sex all the time every day.  I hadn't spoken to Lisa in months, and soon it was a year that I had been having an affair with Alvin. We became more obsessed with each other and as a result, we became more reckless, and that brought on consequences for both of us.1