Deadbeat Mother

Two Ships in the Night

~Natalia~

I can’t believe I lost it like that. I just saw red and couldn’t help myself. S**t! I definitely don’t like that Cooper saw me lose control like that. I probably won’t be able to get his trust back or have the same relationship with him that I’ve had. S**T!

I jump in my car and peel out, rushing through the streets. I just want to get away, I want to make all of this disappear. I don’t know how I spiraled out of control like this, but I don’t like it.

I find myself back at Pier 7 and I park along the street. I take a few deep breaths before exiting the car. Today has been such a s**tty day, but I know I can throw myself into my work. I need to make sure everything is ready for the shoot tomorrow. Since I left early, I need to do a final check. My assistants are good, but sometimes they miss things.

I walk up to the tent that houses the plans for the shoot. I look through the plans and make sure nothing new has been added or taken away. I want to make sure I do this right; I mean my name is on the line. “You came back. Is everything okay?” I turn and see Nokio in the open flap looking at me.

“Yes, sir. I just wanted to make sure everything is right for tomorrow.” Nokio walks into the tent, toward me.

“Speaking of tomorrow……I want to make sure everything goes well. I want Neela well taken care of. Anything she needs, she gets. Also, try to keep that god awful husband of hers out of things.”

“He’s not just her husband. He’s her manager too, so it will be hard to keep him out of the shoot.” Nokio shakes his head.

“That doesn’t matter. I spoke to his boss and he agreed to speak to him. I need him to keep away from Neela as much as possible.” I let the files drop from my hands. I feel my anger build and I want to lash out. I have to check myself and remember that he’s my boss.

“Why? Why is Neela so important? Why are you going above and beyond for her?” Nokio sighs and runs a hand down his face.

“There’s a lot that you don’t know. She has gone through so much and she still has a lot to overcome. I promised her that I would help her and I plan to keep that promise.” Nokio turns to leave. “I expect Neela to be treated with the care she deserves. I will accept nothing less and I don’t want her husband or those men around tomorrow. Do what you have to do to make that happen.” I watch Nokio walk out of the tent. I slam my fist on the table and plop on the chair. I throw my head back in frustration.

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“WHERE IS HE?!” My eyes fly open and I sit up. I look around while stretching. I have no idea how long I was sitting here and I didn’t plan to fall asleep. It’s been a long day and I guess it finally caught up to me.

The flaps on the tent fly open and an irate Steven comes stomping in. He looks around the tent and makes his way to me once his eyes land on me. “Where’s that bastard boss of yours?” I shake my head in total confusion. I’ve just woken up and barely know where I am or why.

I take a long look at Steven and my eyes grow big. He has a nasty mark on his, usually, spotless face. It looks like he was someone’s punching bag. The tension is high, the fury is rolling off of him in waves. “He left.”

“WHERE?!” I snap out of it and stand. I begin to organize the items on the table, feeling my confidence flood back.

“How the hell should I know?! I’m not his keeper.” Okay, so, that was the wrong thing to say. Steven strides over to me quickly and his hand is around my neck before I can register to move. He lifts me up, causing me to stand on the tip of my toes.

“I’m not in the f**king mood to play games with you. That bastard is f**king s**t up for me and he needs to learn that I’m not one to cross.” I’m clawing at his hand because the more he talks, the tighter he squeezes.

Steven relaxes his hand, and I fall to the ground in a heap. I’m holding my neck and coughing. “Wh…..wha……what the f**k St….Steven?! Yo….you cccccould have kkkkkilled me.”

“Don’t be so f**king dramatic, you were hardly going to die.” He sits in the chair and throws his head back. “Your boss and my f**king father…….” S**t! I know that Steven’s father can be s**t to him. I caught a phone conversation long ago that didn’t go well at all.

I finally catch my breath and stare at Steven. I take in his distressed and disheveled appearance and my heart goes out to him. I think back to the events of the day and a pain blooms in my chest. Before I realize it, I’m crawling to Steven. I sit in front of him, placing my hands on his knees. I run my hands up and down his thighs, enjoying the tightness of the muscles underneath. “What are you doing?” My hands move to his waist and I start to undo his belt.

“It seems like we’ve both had a s**t day and I think we could use this.” I pull his zipper down and push my hand through his boxers. My hands land on the prize I was seeking and I pull it out. It’s starting to get hard and I stroke it a few times to help it along. I get on my knees and move my face over Steven’s body. I look up at him to find him staring at me. I push my tongue out and let it graze his velvet-soft skin. Steven’s eyes shut when my tongue touches his length. I suck the tip into my mouth, swirling my tongue around. I slide him further into my mouth, letting my moan vibrate on his appendage. He moans in kind as I begin to bob my head up and down. Maybe he and I can salvage this disastrous day and make each other forget.