In Too Deep [FIRST DRAFT; UNEDITED]

C H A P T E R T W E N T Y F I V E *

EPILOGUE: 1 year Later.

Angel

  I stood at the end of the balcony with my arms wrapped around myself and just watched the ocean overlap its waves on the shore. The sea salt smelled filled my nose while the breezy mist tickled my bare skin. The sight was more than enough to calm any spirit. Even one like mine. Looking down my eyes rested on DJ tossing the plastic disc to Destiny. A smile crept onto my lips as I continued to watch them enjoy themselves. But a small sting hit my heart as I wished he could witness this at this very moment.

  There hadn't been a day gone by where I didn't think of him or the times we had shared. Whether they were good or bad. In fact a lot of them were bad I thought to myself with another laugh. But in a weird way I wouldn't trade those days for anything else because it bought us closer in Senior's last moments.

"Hey are you going to finish dressing or continue to day dream all evening." Goose bumps rose on my skin from that powerful baritone voice come from behind me.

"I've been ready Anthony." I assured when his muscular arms wrapped around my lower waist. The immediate warmth from his bare chest filled my bare back. "Too bad I can't say the same for him." I said now facing him with my back against the metal railing.

"You look beautiful." He complimented inspecting my mint green and white strapless maxi dress. Tilting my head up he tucked my bone straight hair behind my ear before pressing his lips against mine. The kiss was short and sweet but enough to leave me wanting more. My eyes lingered over his reading the lust in them before trailing down his well bit upper body.

  The moment my eyes rested on the two puncture holes - one above his collar bone while the other barely touched between his shoulder and chest - the memories began flooding back. Back to the day I thought it was all over. I was never going to see my son grow up and finish school, I'd never see Chelsea and my mom again. The moment tracey squeezed the trigger my eyes shut for the inevitable. Until I felt his body crush onto mine.

When he groaned out in pain and I was pinned underneath his weight I went into shock. I just knew he was gone. Gone and never coming back and it was my fault for that too. This was the third life I was responsible for. But before I could register to the movement of his body I heard one final BANG and screamed in terror.

  She ate the gun. I watched her put the gun into her mouth full of tears with shakey hands. At the same time I could hear the sirens growing stronger and the police lights finally became visible but it was too late.

  She pulled the trigger without an ounce of hesitation and there her body laid lifelessly a few feet from myself and Anthony. And that's when I finally felt his movements and groans becoming stronger. He was alive. He didn't leave me like I thought.

  Even an entire year later it all felt fresh in my brain. Its like he could read my mind and sense my emotions because he gave me one final peck and slipped on his beige linen button shirt, completing his outfit and covering up the surgical holes where the two bullets had been removed.

If someone would have told me this is wher I'd be today I'd probably laugh in their face. The Angela I was back then wasn't capable of any of this. Being loved nor being madly in love. I always told myself that it was just me and DJ against the world and fuck everything else.

Some may have thought I was cold but I was just surviving, always had to be in charge. But then I met him. A man that I just don't deserve but can't see myself without. A man who wasn't just capable of pleasing me with sex but one who could turn me on and touch my heart both at the same time. I not only learned to love myself but to love someone the proper way.

  "You're doing it again." He laughed pulling himself from the bed now fully dressed.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I denied as he pulled me into his arms. The moment our bodies embraced one another I could feel his excitement at my lower stomach as he lustfully bit his lip.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about." He growled tightening his grip on my hips. It wasn't long before his hands wandered to the slit on the dress exposing my thigh.

"Anthony no." I giggled trying to fight off the moan the moment his hands cupped my mound. "We just got threw with that in the shower." I explained when my back met the wall with a small thud.

"So." His lips murmured against my neck and collar bone and his fingers pushed my panties aside. "That was then and this is now.

"But the kids.. Hmm. Baby the kids are down stairs waiting." I tried to protest but it was too late. The second his fingers slipped into me all arguments stopped.

"Well that just means well have to be quick then." He groaned while wrapping one of my legs around his torso. His lips then coated mine causing our tongues to immediately dance along each other. Sparks shot instantly through my body settling at the pit of my soul as the man of my dreams continuously pleased my body. This was my life now, a life I wouldn't trade for anything else. A life with him and only him.

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You guys know i couldnt kill either of them im too much of a sucka for happy endings.. Sue me. Lol.

And that marks the very end of Angel and Anthony you guys! I would like to thank everyone who read voted and most of all enjoyed this book. Even I didn't see myself completing it. Your comments have made me laugh or smile and I appreciate you all taking the time to add it to your library. I will be editing this shortly and no there won't be a sequel sorry. But I may.. I just might polish it up a bit and think about getting it on amazon who knows. If you guys enjoyed this I hope you continue to enjoy the rest of my work I have coming your way. Don't forget to check out Project Chick and Not Easily Broken if you already haven't.

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