FREED

Chapter One

Sheldon

"Honey I'm home," I call out as I unlock the door and get in.

Don't get me wrong though I'm addressing no one in particular.

The house is empty.

Well, it's not something new, it always has.

I put my bag on the chair and take off my coat, I'm about to sit down when I'm startled by a presence before me, a naked presence, well half-naked to be precise. I jump back.

"s**t, the f**k Carol?"

She bursts a burst of laughter when she looks at my facial expression.

"You look funny." She says in the midst of laughter holding her stomach.

"What are you doing here? Half naked."

"Came to see you, surprise!"

I roll my eyes when she says that.

"How did you even get in? My house was locked."

"Okay, Shelly gave me your spare key." She says pointing at the key on the table.

I'm going to deny my sister the privileges of having my spare key if she keeps doing this.

It's not the first time she's let a woman into my house without my permission.

I groan in frustration as I take a seat.

"Fine, what do you want? Like seriously?"

She looks at me and sits beside me smiling.

"She said someone needs to get laid." She is smiling seductively and I'm totally not enjoying this at all. I will make sure to cut a piece of my sister's hair when I see her.

Okay, so here's the thing, Carol is my ex-girlfriend, we dated for about two years before we broke up, well she's the one that broke up with me. She said I don't have time for her.

Women are so complicated, I'm a doctor we don't get the privileges of working eight to five from Monday to Friday, I work on a daily basis and only get to rest when I'm on a different shift of the week. So basically I'm a busy guy. Despite all that, I'd take her out, buy her stuff, a lot of buying was involved, I mean I even gave her my card and I never complained when she would overspend, I was giving her good s*x mark you my tight schedule, yet she still complained that I wasn't giving her much of my time.

Was I supposed to quit my job and concentrate on her?

Come on, she's the same person that expects me to pay her bills and do monthly shopping for her. I asked her to move in with me to reduce the cost but she bluntly told me that would only happen once I had put a ring on it.

Which was something I wasn't planning to do, at least not anytime soon.

So she left.

It's been like a month since she walked away telling me to fix my life. I'm actually surprised that she's here. Because I haven't done anything to fix my life.

She sits on my lap and I move back letting her sit comfortably.

"So who's that you were telling you're home?" She whispers in my ear as she bites my ear lobe.

I take in a deep breath.

"No one," I say embarrassed.

She looks me in the face and throws her head back as she laughs. I always love the way she laughs.

"Wait, you were talking to no one?" She asks and I nod.

"You really miss me."

I would be lying if I said I don't miss her, I haven't had s*x for a whole month, that is since she left and I'm a man, so yea I missed her.

"I used to address Squeegee before you poisoned him."

"I didn't poison him Sheld, I was trying to kill the rats and he ate the food."

Sheld, the nickname she gave me.

Squeegee was my dog, pet dog, a cute German Shepherd that my sister got me claiming I was so lonely and a pet in the house would make the place lively, well that was before I met Carol who poisoned him, I know she did it intentionally but she keeps denying it. She never liked my dog.

"Okay," I tell her giving up. If we start this dog fight it won't end well.

I hold her by the waist and pull her closer, I watch as the nightdress moves up her thigh exposing how light they are, I bite my lip. Without hesitation, I grab her lips with mine and I'm kissing her lustfully as my hands move up her stomach. She lets out a moan.

I'm almost taking off the dress when she holds my hand.

"Easy there boy, I'm going nowhere." She says as she gets off my lap tapping me on the chest as she walks away.

I watch as she sways her hips walking away and I'm on my feet.

I stand behind her and hold her by the waist as I kiss her neck.

"I thought you said you aren't going anywhere." She smiles and turns to look at me.

She clears her throat.

"In as much as you need to get laid, you still owe me an apology and unless that happens you aren't getting any of this." She says as she moves her hand up her thigh.

Damn it!

"Why should I be the one to apologize when you're the one that broke up with me?"

I don't understand why she always blames me for every little mistake, even if it's her fault.

She stains the toilet and forgets to clean it, I have to apologize for not having house help.

She kills my dog, I have to apologize for calling her a murderer.

She breaks up with me and now I have to apologize too.

As I said before women are complicated.

"For not creating time for me, and not proposing."

Okay, what?

"You want me to apologize for something beyond my control?" I ask her raising a brow.

She never ceases to amaze me.

"Proposing to me is not beyond your control."

Okay, she's crazy.

"I don't want to marry yet, I need to set my life on track."

I've told her that a million times before.

"We'd dated for two years Sheld and you never even showed me any signs that you wanted our relationship to go to the next step."

Says the same person I asked to move in with me and said no.

"But people date for five years, ten even." I swallow the last words because I know she will get angry and usually when that happens she always yells. I hate when she does that.

"Those people started dating when they were in high school, we are grown-ups Sheld, time is not on our hands."

Like seriously? Who hurries a man to propose to them?

And I'm not as old as she's suggesting.

"I'm twenty-eight Carol stop making it look like I'm in my forties."

She's exhausting me, so I walk back to the couch and sit down.

"But I'm thirty, my time is running out." She immediately covers her mouth when she just realizes what she just told me.

First of all, she lied to me she was twenty-five, and second, where the hell was she till she turned thirty?

"I mean twenty-five."

"Just stop it Carol you already spilled the truth, so that's why you keep insisting I marry you, coz you are older?"

I'm so disappointed in her.

"Okay it doesn't matter, I made you dinner."

That's what she often does anytime the tables turn and she's the wrong one she tends to change the conversation.

"I'm not hungry."

"It's fish, fried fish." She says as she winks.

She always knows fried fish is my favorite meal.

"Fine." I groan giving up.

"But I need to satisfy my other hunger first," I tell her and she grins as she comes to sit on my lap again.

"Your sister was right, you really need to get laid." She says as she kisses me deeply as she untucks my shirt and her long soft fingers run through my chest.

She always drives me crazy.

We make out for a while before I stop her, I'm just not in the mood anymore.

What am I doing? It's clear I don't love her, well not anymore. She just lied to me and she thinks we can forget all that by having s*x.

"Are you okay?"

She asks and I nod.

She moves to kiss me and I hold her back.

"You need to leave." Her eyes go wide when I tell her that.

"What?"

"I need some time alone."

She moves her fingers on my face and makes me look at her.

I never thought it before but she disgusts me.

"Is everything okay?"

"Yea." I push her away from my lap and stand up.

"Sheld I'm sorry, I lied about my age, look it's not easy to date someone younger than you and be honest about your age. If I told you I was older you would have left me."

Well, she's right.

"Still you should have told me, you don't know how to hurt I am that you lied to me, how much more have you been lying to me?"

"Just that." She says as she looks away.

I know she is lying, again.

I basically don't even know the woman sitting in front of me.

"I came to tell you we could get back together." She says fidgeting with her fingers.

I'm not getting back to her, yes I missed her but my life has been running smoothly for the one month that she was away.

"Not now Carol," I tell her and I see tears form in her eyes.

Please let her not break down. Even before I'm done with thinking that she's already in tears crying uncontrollably.

Damn it!

I hate it when I make a woman cry. I move and sit next to her and pull her in my arms.

"Okay, I'm sorry I just need a break that's all."

I rub her back gently as she shakes in my arms sobbing.

"I don't know why you always act so cold towards me, it's like you've never loved me, the reason I left is not only because you weren't having time for me but it's because I wasn't feeling loved anymore, I stayed away to give you time to see how you were treating me and apparently you still don't care, I'm here despite it all and the slightest mistake and you're asking me to leave." She says in the midst of tears.

It breaks my heart to see her this way.

I'm a heartless terrible person.

Those are my mom's words though.

"I'm sorry okay, it's just that the past three months have been frustrating at work, I have a patient who has been in a coma for three months and there's no sign of change and her family is threatening to have me sacked if she dies it's not easy for me."

She lifts her head and looks at me.

"The governor's daughter?"

She asks and I nod.

"I thought she woke up."

"Nop."

I don't know why she isn't waking up, we took out the bullet, we've done all the treatment, her body is functioning normally but she just isn't breathing.

"I'm so sorry hun, I should have known." She says and I just nod.

I hope she wakes up soon before the governor and his wife skin me alive.

I need to get all this frustration out and I don't care if we are having a fight with Carol, I grab her lips with mine fully as I lower her to the couch and move my hands under her dress.

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