Short Stories

Missing You (Part 1)

I race over to Scott, smiling like an idiot.

"Scotty!" The tall blonde turns around and holds out his arms. I make my way into them and wrap my arms around his torso in a hug.

"Mitchie! I missed you baby." Scott spins me around in a hug, kissing every inch of my face once he sets me down. He goes for my forehead but I stand on my toes to reach his lips.

"I missed you so much more blonde boy. You don't even know." I mutter against his lips. Our lips move in sync, almost like doing a practiced dance routine. He runs his tongue along my bottom lip as to ask for entrance and I oblige, letting his tongue explore my mouth making me shiver with pleasure. Scott's hands roam my body and once they reach my butt, squeeze lightly. I squeal in delight but pull away from the kiss. Stupid oxygen.

"Scott, where are we?" I ask once I catch my breath.

"Don't worry about it." My husband kisses me once more. Wait, isn't he in war? Is this a dream? What the hell is going on?

"Scott. Tell. Me." Scott continues to try and stall by kissing me but I pull away.

"Scott Richard Grassi-Hoying tell me now damnit!!" I yell.

"We're dead Mitchie, okay!? We're in the afterlife!! We have angel wings and we won't see Kirstie Avi Kevin Esther anybody for a long time!! Do you hear me!? DEAD!!" Scott screams, but I see the regret in his eyes from yelling at me. I look at my back and sure enough there are black wings.

What!!?