against the tears that wanted so desperately to well up inside. God, how she missed him. Derek had been so wonderful to her. How could she have ever thrown that away?
She shook her head, willing the pain away as she got up from the vanity. There was no use crying about it anymore. She was the only one responsible for the choices that she made. The only person to blame was herself. She knew that, and she hated it.
Taking a deep breath, she turned off the lights and slid her body under the warmth of the soft covers. It wasn’t until she was nestled and comfortable that she realized she was shaking. An anxiety washed over her, and she felt her blood start to pump through her body, the sound almost echoing inside of her head.
“Not again,” she whispered in the quiet room.
It had been months, over a year since she had been stuck with this fear and emotion. It was Derek. Seeing him again had reawakened all of her paranoia again.
Unable to stop herself this time, she cried. The tears flowed freely from her eyes, and a gut-wrenching sob tore free from her throat and bounced off the walls.
She rolled to her side and curled in a ball. Reaching for the other pillow in the bed, she clung to it, hugging it tightly and wishing it was Derek she was holding on to.
The pain of seeing him again tore through her heart. Having him touch her brought back so many memories of his kisses, the way he would tease her with his tongue. As wonderful as those memories were, it reminded her of all that she had lost.
“I love you, Derek. I love you so much.” She choked the words out between her cries.
Startled by a noise at the door, she turned her head quickly to see the door close.
“Hello? Hello, who’s there?” Sandi asked as she rose and got up from the bed.
She got to the door and, when she reached out to touch the handle, hesitated. Was it Derek? Had he been in here watching her, listening to her cry and pour her heart out over him?
Pulling away from the door, she knew that she didn’t want to know the answer to that question. If it hadn’t been Derek, she’d be disappointed and worried, wondering who it could have been.
If it had been Derek and he had been there, hearing the emotions that were pouring from her soul, listening to her tears and still he left her here without a word. The pain of thinking that he could witness her in such sorrow and still not do anything to comfort her cut deeper than she thought possible, but it seemed that just when she thought the pain of losing Derek was so strong that it couldn’t possibly get worse, it almost always seemingly got much worse than she ever could have imagined.
Slowly, she turned and walked away from the door. Walking back toward the bed, she was reminded of the intense sensation of fullness she felt not just in her body but in her heart when she had experienced the hardness of Derek enter her body.
It was Derek that she needed, Derek that she wanted. Everything else was nothing, meant nothing without him. No man could ever hold a candle to him. Even what she thought were her deepest desires and fantasies never seemed to satisfy her.
Those few moments though when she had Derek throbbing inside of her body, everything had been so right, so perfect. All the pain that she had buried and ignored for the past two years suddenly came floating to the surface in a wave of the most scary and yet wonderful emotion, and in that single instant, there was no more sadness, only joy and complete happiness.
Now back under the covers, Sandi blinked her eyes tightly shut, refusing to let the sadness come back. With a few calming breaths and a deep sigh, she made a promise to herself. A promise that she refused to break.
Derek Travis was the most amazing and wonderful man she had ever known in her entire life. She lost him once due to her own selfish stupidity. Who said that she couldn’t change that though? Who was to say that they couldn’t still have a future together?
There was no