Chapter 3
Seven hundred and thirty eight hours, and counting.
That’s how long I’ve been without my Ana.
The hours turned into days, and the days bled into weeks and I’ve never felt more hollow or empty in my life. I feel like a part of my soul is missing, the other half of my being ripped away from me in a violent attack. A cruel and sickening nightmare that I can’t wake up from.
I can’t eat or sleep, my job has taken a back seat and my mental health has taken a major blow because all I can think about is finding Ana, sick with dread over whether she’s alive or not.
Eli has been working around the clock to try and locate the car that was used to run Ana off the road but his searches have proven fruitless.
Every time we managed to find a lead, it would show up empty, leaving us back at square one again.
A vicious cycle that’s hitting me from all sides.
Blow after blow, I’m knocked down to my knees again.
“Dean, you gotta eat man.” Eli’s worried voice trickles into my mind, causing me to lift my heavy head from my hands. We’ve been working endlessly on tracking Ricky, to find out anything about his past, his job. Any little morsel that will give us something to go on.
“I can’t. Nothing tastes right without her.” I murmur back to Eli who rounds the kitchen island before coming to stand at my side. His hand lands heavily on my shoulder.
“I get it man, I do. I’d be out of my mind if Cecilia went missing and we’re doing everything we can to find Ana, but you can’t keep up like this.
You’re not sleeping or showering, and you’ve barely eaten anything.
I’m worried about you man.” I can hear the concern in Eli’s voice but he doesn’t understand.
His wife is still here, and my future wife, the love of my life, isn’t here where she’s supposed to be.
She’s fucking gone and I don’t know what to do about it, or where to fucking start. I’m swimming in an endless ocean.
“Why don’t you go and shower and I’ll make you something to eat?”
I shake my head to tell him no but he doesn’t accept my answer, instead he pushes me out of the kitchen and into the bathroom before turning the dial in the shower. Immediately hot water fires through the shower head, quickly steaming up the bathroom.
“I can’t see you like this anymore man, it’s killing me.”
I turn to face Eli, his face full of worry for me.
“If you find-” I start, but I’m quickly cut off.
“If I find something whilst you’re in here, you bet your ass I’ll be right back in here to tell you. I promise.” My best friend’s eyes shine with that promise and I nod my head, not trusting myself to not break down on the spot.
“Thank you. I won’t be long.” I say as Eli leaves.
Grabbing the back of my shirt, I yank the material over my head and drop it on the bathroom floor before stepping out of my gray sweatpants and boxers, leaving the dirty clothes in a heap and stepping into the scalding shower.
The water hits me like volcanic bullets but it’s a welcome sensation to my constant cold state.
I turn my head towards the spray and let the water run over my face, the droplets quickly soaking into my skin as I run my hands through my hair that’s grown a considerable length since Ana’s been gone.
I could probably tie it up now. I wonder if Ana would like it?
The thought of her has my knees buckling underneath me and a stabbing pain searing right through my chest where my heart once was. The moment Ana disappeared, she took the beating muscle with her and now I’m desperate for her to return it.
Images of our time together come flooding back to me in rough waves as I rest my forehead against the cold tiles.
Wildflowers, varying in shades of blues, yellows and pinks sway in the summer breeze in the garden.
The sound of Ana’s voice has me spinning on my feet to pinpoint where she is.
The afternoon sun beams down on her perfect form as she floats on the clear water of the river that sits at the end of our garden, the soft waves glittering under the burning sun around her.
“Get in here Dean!” Ana’s angelic voice breaks me from my trance and I walk across the grass towards her until I reach the waters edge, the waves lapping gently near my feet.
Her onyx waves float effortlessly on the water like spilled oil, her supple body glistening with crystal droplets.
I can’t seem to take my eyes off of her, completely enthralled with her.
Ana pulls her feet back underneath the surface, leaving only her shoulders, neck and head above the surface. The long locks of her hair flows like a black river down her back.
“Instead of gawking, why don’t you join me?” She teases, her ocean eyes shining with love.
“Yeah, I think I might, pretty girl.”
Ana’s gaze stays locked on me as I strip out of my muscle vest, shorts and hat, leaving them in a pile on the edge of the river bank. Her eyes bug wide when she sees me slipping my boxers off, my cock already painfully hard for her.
“Well, if that’s the kinda party I knew you wanted to have, I’d have skipped the bikini myself.” She says in a husky tone before pulling her plump bottom lip between her teeth.
A smirk tips my lips. “Don’t worry mama, what I wanna do to you, you won’t be needing that flimsy bit of material.”
Kicking my boxers to the side with the discarded clothes, I step across the smooth stones and into the warm water, the waves lapping gently against my skin until I’m fully submerged.
Even with the water being shoulder deep I can still touch the gravel floor below the surface whereas Ana has to kick her legs to keep afloat.
She keeps her eyes locked on me before I dip underneath the water, my lungs holding onto what oxygen I have before I break the surface in front of Ana.
She squeals at my sudden intrusion before slipping her arms around my neck and her thick thighs around my waist, my cock nudging her covered pussy.
“You missed me, pretty girl?” I murmur against the damp skin of her neck, leaving soft kisses against the sensitive flesh, causing her to shudder in my hold.
“Always.” She whispers as I kiss across her collar bones, moving gently across her chest and onto the opposite shoulder, all the while her hand dives into my wet hair as she brushes the dark strands from off my face.
Ana whimpers in my hold as I nudge her entrance with my cock.
The fabric is really beginning to piss me off so I keep an arm under her plump ass and make quick work of untying the string at her hips.
Within seconds her bikini bottoms slip free from her waist and bobs to the surface.
“Did you just-”
I stop her words in their tracks. “I told you. What I wanna do to you, you won’t be needing them.”
“You’re a desperate man, my love.”
“Yeah I am.” I plant a kiss on her jaw. “I’m desperate for you.” Another kiss to her chin.
“I’m desperate to be near you.”
Kiss.
“To have you.”
A kiss on her bottom lip now. “To be with you always.”
My lips hover above hers for a split second before she slams her mouth to mine, her hands fisting into my hair like a lifeline.
We move effortlessly together, perfectly in sync with each other.
Ana’s warm tongue slides against mine and I tip her chin to deepen the kiss, causing her to moan into my mouth.
I capture the sound like a precious jewel and ease my cock inside of her, the tightness of her walls and the suctioning of the water have me groaning against her lips.
I’ll never get over the feeling of having her like this. The touch of her skin against mine, the sounds she makes as I thrust inside of her, loving her with everything I have.
Ana breaks the kiss and arches her back, dipping her head into the water, her full breasts spilling free from the small bikini top.
“Fuck. You look perfect like this baby. Your tits spilling out and my cock deep inside you.”
She’s an absolute vision before me and I can’t stop the hard thrusts that I hammer against her pussy, my hands gripping onto her ass until I leave bruises behind.
I lift my hand keeping her secure in my other, then grab the front of her bikini top to bring her to me so her chest is plastered against mine.
“I’m gonna come, Dean. I can feel it.” She moans against my wet skin before sinking her teeth into my shoulder, and fuck, I could die happily like this, buried in between her legs, her moans like music to my ears.
“Come for me baby. Be my good fucking girl and come.” I groan into her neck and immediately, I feel her pussy tighten around my cock, her walls thrumming against me. My orgasm fires through me like lightning, setting my blood ablaze as I come inside of her, coating her insides with my cum.
Ana shudders in my hold as she comes back down to earth, her chest heaving against my own. We stay locked in each other’s embrace, our souls connecting as one underneath the afternoon sun.
“Dean? You good in there?”
The vision is ripped away from me once I hear Eli knocking on the bathroom door, the water from the shower soon gone cold.
“Uh. Yeah, I’m good. Sorry, I’ll be out in a minute.” I reply with my forehead still planted firmly on the bathroom tiles. If only I could stay here a little longer with my memories. With her.
Once I’m dried from the shower and dressed in some clean clothes, I make my way back into the kitchen, spotting Lyla lying next to the front door, a heavy sigh leaving her button nose.
Ana missing hasn’t only affected me in the worst way, it’s hit Lyla like a ton of bricks.
Every night she sleeps next to the door, whining and crying herself to sleep, waiting for Ana to come home.
She must sense me coming into the room as she lifts her head, her brown eyes shining like molten chocolate.