Jerk (15 page)

T
he Story ends by Dwayne
….

“
D
on’t
you walk away from me and blame this thing on me!”

She rushed up to me and grabbed me with so much fury. Brenda looked as sexy as hell, but I couldn’t tell her that. I had to keep my cool and especially keep my dick in check. I’d wanted to take her before, but now I wanted her even more.

“You’re the one who cheated.”

“We had split up!” I yelled in her face. I wasn’t going to take all the blame. She wanted to call it quits. She wanted to have fun in college. Not me! “You wanted to break up, remember?”

“What, in the afternoon? Then ten minutes later, you go and have sex with someone else!” She started to sob. “I was fucking crying my eyes out over you and you were pumping some other girl as if I didn’t matter.”

I tried to hug her. I wanted to cradle her and apologize a million times, but my lips were stuck. She was right—I was a jerk. Words ran out of my mouth like a river.

“I have a daughter.”

She looked at me and said, “What?” The sound of the waves was the only thing echoing in my ears as she turned and faced the sea. We were on the balcony outside of the reception area where Kelly and Sebastian would be married and celebrating. There were only two hours to go until the wedding, and so far, I seemed to be fucking everything up, which was never my intention.

“I wanted to tell you before. I just didn’t know how.”

That was such a cop out, but it was the truth.

“Who?”

“Her name is Wendy. She’s beautiful…”

“Wendy.” She nodded. “That’s the same name as Annette’s daughter.”

Shit, I knew that Brenda had spent time with Annette. They had been on the bachelorette party together and helped Kelly organize things for the wedding. I’d thought that maybe Annette would tell Brenda, but I suppose she had nothing to gain from doing that. She had met someone and they seemed happy, which was far from where Brenda and I were the moment.

“Why are you telling me now? After all this time I mean, she’s nearly…”

“Three. I didn’t know until I started college. That night you said to me that you wanted us to break up, I was gutted. I took you home and…” I paused, avoiding her eyes, wondering what she was thinking, but as I looked at her I could clearly see that she was broken. Her eyes drooped and tears were rolling out as if they were on fire.

She shook her head. “Carry on.”

“So, I went to the track. I thought I would go for a run or something. Annette was there and as we talked. One thing led to another.”

I cut out the details. I needed her to know how it happened, not the gory details of Annette and I on the pitch. It felt like the best night of my life at the time, but then I had a sense of guilt after I called Annette to ask her if she was okay and she told me that she knew I was in love with Brenda. Everyone knew, so I shouldn’t worry. I needed time away from women, away from being home. I packed my bags and left early to go to college. It wasn’t until Cole was born that I started to see Annette and that was how I found out what had happened. I had to be part of my daughter’s life, but I wasn’t sure that Brenda would accept that, so I shut her out.

“I found out much later on about Wendy. Around the time you started sending messages. I didn’t know if you would one day turn around and say let’s be together and the next change your mind again.”

She said nothing. I held my breath, thinking that she would say it didn’t matter or at least hit me or something.

“Brenda?” I said as I held her hand.

“I know you and Annette are not together, she never stops going on about Ben. So, it was just one night?” She paused, staring at me, hoping for some sort of sanity about the crazy revelation that I had just given her in the flash of a heartbeat. Why had I kept it a secret for so long? Sebastian was right all along—it was easier to confess. I had been so good at giving advice, but taking it was another matter.

“Yes…” I slowly parted my lips as she came closer to me. She pressed her lips against mine, and all the hurt and pain that I had been bottling inside was released. I held her hand tighter, wanting this moment to last a lifetime, but she moved away. She dropped my hands and left me hanging with words that I was scared that I would never hear.

“Thank you for telling me the truth.”

She left me on the balcony. The crowd was slowly arriving. The elderly family members and the ones who had travelled from afar came and greeted me before they sat down and started to take their drinks. I felt frozen, as so many emotions were running through my mind. The one thing that struck in my mind was, what now?

I
walked back
into the room. I was quiet; I needed space. I hadn’t had a cigarette for so long, but as I looked out I saw both Sebastian and his dad having one on the balcony. They waved as they saw me heading towards them.

“Come and join us,” Tom blurted out. Even at his age, he still looked good in his grey suit. Sebastian had picked it out, claiming that since his dad went and stayed in the cabins a few years back, he had left his sense of how to coordinate. Tom had taken a few steps back. The man had changed, and who could blame him? He had given his business to Sebastian to run, and he was spending more time at home looking after Cole as Kelly seemed to always be busy with meetings with soon-to-be moms. One time, I even caught him doing the cooking and cleaning in his own home and Seb’s and Kelly’s. Shit, they’re so lucky. I couldn’t even get my dad in the same room as me for more than five minutes, let alone get him to do my laundry.

“You did it?” Sebastian said as he raised an eyebrow.

“I did.” I sighed as he approached me. He gave me a slap on the back and offered a cigar.

He handed me the thick Cuban cigar. The same type we smoked back when we both graduated and I confirmed my place with the Eagles in the fall.

"Inhale the strong yet calm herbs of the Cohiba." He smirked as I closed my eyes and thought about it.

He was right, there was nothing more relaxing than hanging out and smoking a cigar.

He lit it up and offered me a chair. I pulled it up and inhaled and dreamt of a life with Brenda. I just didn’t know if it was a daydream or if it would be reality.

“What now?” Sebastian said in his white suit. Only Seb would think of wearing the same color as his bride. Yet, it suited him. We were all in grey suit’s including Cole.

“Hold on, where’s Cole?” I said, ignoring his question as I realized that my godson wasn’t around.

“With Laura,” Tom replied as he closed his eyes.

I looked out to the sea, it was a beautiful view. I recalled when Seb said that they had chosen this venue, I knew the main reason would be because of the sea. It was beautiful, and we had stayed in the hotel a couple of times when we wanted to get away from school. Money was never an issue for me. My parents used to drop it in my lap as if it was nothing more than pieces of paper. Part of me felt that they did it out of guilt for never being around. Their idea was to fill me up with money to compensate for not having parents in the house. We used to jump in the car and then book a couple of nights here, drinking and just causing trouble on the beach. A distant memory as our lives had completely changed—we were both parents. The only difference was Seb was about to marry his true love, whereas I had no idea what the future held, apart from playing football.

“I don’t know, Seb. I told her, we kissed, and then she left.”

He nodded and then the mood changed. Tom’s eyes shifted between Seb and I. Seb simply stared at his cigar. We were typical guys, unclear what to say when things were not going well with women, unlike when we talked about sports.

“You’re getting married in—” I glanced at my watch. Time felt like it had shot like a bolt of lightning. One minute I was talking to Brenda, but that was over an hour ago.

“In fifty-five minutes and twenty seconds. But who’s counting?” Seb replied with a twinkle in his eyes. I changed the conversation to sports and to the surprise honeymoon that I had planned for them. I wanted to give them something they would remember for a lifetime. Also, they gave me the job of looking after Cole while they were away. I couldn’t think of anything better than having my two little people for two whole weeks. Annette had agreed for Wendy to stay with me too. I’d hardly spent any proper time with her since she was born. Sure, I had visited her every time I was in town, but it would be a trip to the park or something. This time we could bond. I thought about the future as we talked about sports and realized it was indeed going to be a bright one.

“
T
his is it
. Time to chicken out. You can run now,” I whispered to Seb. I knew it was far from the truth. He was happily going to marry Kelly. He had been anxious about the whole day, but now she stood outside the door waiting to enter. The music changed, and he was more than excited about seeing his future bride. We were in the ballroom, and the white chairs were filled with their two hundred guests. The chandelier sparkled above, and right in front of where we were standing was the sea. The altar stood at the glass doors leading out.

The violinist, a young girl excellent at her profession, was perched on a small stage to the right. She started to play and he whispered back, “The only time I’m running is with Kelly at my side with her as my wife!” Then he punched me on the arm and I did a fake cry as he turned to face the registrar and waited for Kelly to come up the aisle.

“Are you not going to look?” I whispered.

I was shocked that he didn’t want a sneak preview. He shook his head. Wow, I couldn’t take my eyes off Wendy and Cole as they headed up the aisle. She was a pretty little girl. She took after her mom, with the same blond hair and blue eyes. We had gotten to know each other a lot more this summer. It was going to be tough over the next few months now that I had signed up a new contract with the Eagles. But she smiled as she walked up, and it made me feel proud to know that she was smiling at me because I was her dad. Cole was the perfect gentleman, only a few weeks older than her, but helping her down the aisle.

Then, the bridesmaids came up the aisle to the sounds of “Going to the Chapel” on the violin. My eyes were locked on Brenda. She wore the same pink dress that she had worn earlier. This time, her hair was neatly in a bun. In front of her was Annette; she wore the same matching gown, but it didn’t move me as much as it had on Brenda. Brenda smiled as our eyes met.

My heart skipped a beat as Kelly walked up the aisle. It was as if the ballroom suite shone as she gracefully moved across it in her white dress and sparkling diamonds to meet her future husband. The man that she had loved for so long. Her hair was a mixture of blond and brunette, her nails were golden, and as she met Seb at the altar, I saw a tear in his eye as he tried not to look at her, but she had clearly taken his breath away.

T
he next few
hours were crazy. I spent some time talking to my parents as we walked on the beach and took some photos with the rest of the wedding party. Seb and Kelly went to take their photos and nearly every one of them involved Cole. Laura had to beg them to take photos alone. It was either Kelly and Seb or Kelly and Cole. They were happy. I thought it was their day and she should leave them alone.

There was only one person that I wanted to talk to, but I never seemed to have the chance. I either couldn’t find Brenda or she was talking with other people. I kept telling myself to be patient. After all, I had waited three years. A few more hours shouldn’t have made a difference, but it did.

“
B
est man’s speech time
.” I had spent so many days and nights thinking about what to say, how to express my joy for this event, and then it hit me one day. Tom told me to just say what was in my heart. The crowd fell silent as I started to tell everyone about how happy I was about the day.

“Sebastian and I have been friends for a long time—”

“Too long!” Sebastian shouted out and raised his champagne glass.

“We knew each other as kids who used to love to fool around. We grew up as teenagers, just friends, who wanted nothing more than to party and have a good time. We have become brothers, who would do anything for each other, as our love grew strong. I want Kelly to know that this love has been extended, not only to her, but to Cole too and their future children. It has been a pleasure being a part of both of your lives, and I thank you now and forever will as you let me be and remain as your brother.

To Sebastian and Kelly.”

There was silence, and I was worried that I had overdone it. I was nervous and tried to avoid as many people as I could as I said my speech. My eyes were on Seb the whole time I spoke. I was proud of the way he had changed—his excitement at teaching Cole how to ride a bike. His love for Kelly was priceless. But, as guys, we never really said how we felt about each other. Seb had told me so many times to just tell Brenda and go get my woman. I had denied that I really felt that way about her, dismissing my love for her as some childish dream. Yet, being at the wedding, seeing her in her pink dress, I knew that it was more than that. Seb had been right all along. He was the brother that I had never had, and as he walked over to me and held me in his arms, he said, “Thank you, brother.”

“
W
hat is this
?” I whispered as Kelly headed to the dance floor with Seb.

“My room key.” She smiled as she winked at Brenda and elegantly walked onto the floor. They had picked a classic song that was played by the same violinist who’d been at the wedding. “I’m Still in Love with You” by Al Green.

I was confused as my eyes shifted between Kelly and Sebastian on the dance floor to the room key, which was firmly in my hand.

I grabbed Brenda’s hand from the opposite end of the high table and said, “Come with me.” I knew it was wrong, but every time I saw her smiling and talking to someone else, I wished I was alone with her. She had returned my smile. She had even winked at me. Brenda still loved me, and I felt the same way about her and I was going to have her. I needed to.

“Where are we going?” She giggled as she started to tip over a couple of times as we headed down the tiled hallway.

“To your room.” I laughed as I thought about when I was a teenager. I couldn’t remember the last time I had done anything fun or even spontaneous. I only used to do that sort of thing with Seb and Brenda. Now that Seb was married, things would change between us. Well, they had since he had Cole. He was responsible, and I loved the man that he had grown to be, which was more than I could say about myself.

I had been a miserable fool.

Sulking, pretending that I was okay with the situation. Blaming Brenda, and hating the fact that I was father to a child, but I could never be in a committed relationship with her mom. Also, hating her mom for not telling me the truth earlier. All these things were petty and silly looking back now. I loved Wendy and I loved Brenda.

As I opened the door, she stopped laughing, and she frowned as she said, “Who gave you the key?”

“Kelly. She slipped it in my hand as she headed to the dance floor.” I moved closer to her and she took a step back. She shook her head as if to refuse me. She jerked as I held her in my arms.

“Dwayne,” she purred as I slowly nibbled on her neck. Her skin was soft, and her hair tickled my nose as I worked my way to her lips.

“Yes?” I smirked as I faced her, knowing that she wanted me as much as I longed for her.

“What are you waiting for?”

That was the only thing she needed to say to confirm what I already knew. We were meant to be together and there was no stopping us as I turned her around and cupped her breast. I had watched them jump up and down in her dress when she moved around during the wedding. I had wanted to get a taste of her nipples and suck them over and over again. We were alone, and this was my chance.

I didn’t hesitate in pulling her dress to the floor. I turned her around slowly and lifted her on to the bed. She looked so sexy in her off the shoulder bra, matching white suspenders, and lace tights. She sat up on the bed after I dropped her gently on to it and she started to strip off my shirt and pants. I’d lost my tie and jacket after taking the photos. They were great to have for the wedding, but after that they’d needed to get lost.

I slowly moved on top of her, feeling her soft skin and inhaling her jasmine scent. “You are absolutely beautiful.”

She cried as I released my cock. It had wanted her ever since it had seen her in the hallway. After all those years of denial, I wasted no time in ripping off her lace panties and taking her on the bed. The mood was right and I knew that after tonight, after the wedding, this was the beginning of the end. There would be no more denying how we felt about each other. There would be no more pretending that we were not real. We would be lovers, friends, and so much more.

As I jerked my cock into her, she was so wet. Ready for the entry. Her breasts were out of her bra. She still had it on, but I had moved it down to her waist. With one nipple in my mouth, I moved up and down gently.

“Oh, shit…” she cried out as I sucked on her pebble. It was rock hard, and as our bodies rubbed together, I thought about all the times we used to have sex.

I didn’t want to fuck her, I wanted to make love to her. I moved my head up to her mouth and flicked my tongue inside. Her hands stopped for a second as she put them at the back of my head. She was hungry for us to be together. I could feel it in her touch and every emotion as she cried out, “Oh fuck, Oh fuck!”

I knew that she had climaxed. I thrust inside her harder, penetrating her deeper and indulging in her kiss until I couldn’t contain it any longer and I came inside of her. We were both breathing heavily, gently kissing each other, and then she laughed and said, “We better get back to the wedding. Everyone is probably wondering where we are.”