Revenge

Chapter 15

Amy's POV

I never in my life thought that I could be this happy. The only thing that could make it better, would to have my mom still here. Words can't explain how much I miss her, but it's nice to talk with her in my dreams. 

As for friends, Elizabeth and I became extremely close, I'm lucky enough to call her my best friend. Chase and her husband, Frank are also pretty close. Whenever we visit each other, her kids call Chase and I aunt and uncle. I absolutely love them with my whole heart. Elizabeth and I tell each other EVERYTHING! It's comforting to her someone that I can freely talk to, besides Chase of course. I even told her about what my father did to me and the roles that Chase and her mother played in his death. She held me and we both cried for hours telling each other the good and bad parts of our past. 

As for work, I officially became a first grade teacher! I graduated top of my class and received my Bachelor's degree in early childhood education. On the weekends, I help Chase out at his butcher store that has taken off. Frank is a CEO of some company, so they helped financially. I don't think we could ever thank them enough for helping his dreams come true. 

As I'm thinking about all of these things, my thoughts are disrupted by my ring tone. 

"Hello?"

"Hey! I hope you have no plans tomorrow because we're having a girls day!" Beth shrieks like a teenage girl over the phone. 

I can't help but giggle at her enthusiasm. 

"A girls day sounds fantastic, actually. Chase and I don't have plans until later on in the evening."

"Perfect! We'll be over around 11 a.m then!"

"We?" I couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, Frank and the kids are coming over as well. Is that okay?"

"Of course!"

We then talked for another two hours before I headed downstairs to get dinner started. 

Chase's POV

Tomorrow is Halloween, which means it's Amy's birthday. I want to make this one special though; to help her not relate this holiday with the worst day of her life. I'm having her best friend and family over to celebrate with us. They were more than excited to be involved, especially since they get to do girly things while Frank and I tend to the store. I also like when my buddy comes up and helps out. I have a handful of friends here, but Frank is my best. 

I come home from work and Amy has dinner set out with dim lights, and candles in the middle of the table. Everything looks delicious, even the love of my life. She's standing there with her hair flowing down, just reaching her breasts. What surprises me the most is what she's wearing, or lack of I should say. I have never seen her in red, lacy, sexy lingerie. I already feel my d**k getting hard. 

"Wow!" Is all I'm able to say at the moment.

"Do you like it?" Blushing as she asks me. 

I slowly walk over to her and gently grab her hands in mine. "You tell me." I say with a smirk as I guide her hand over my pants. 

She giggles and blushes a deeper shade of red when she feels me. It's been over five years and this woman still amazes me every single day. 

"What's the occasion, beautiful?"

"Nothing. Just wanted to show you how much I love you."

Dinner can wait, I want to tend to her first. I lifted her up and threw her over my shoulder. Gently lying her on the bed, she sat up and tugged at my shirt. Lifting my arms up, she got it off and tossed it on to the floor. Our lips met in a passionate kiss, which I never wanted to end. However, we both parted needing some oxygen. 

We stared into each others eyes and whispered I love you to one another. Her hand then unzipping my pants at a slow and teasing pace. I felt her hand stroking my d**k and I couldn't wait any longer. The lacy fabric was so thin, I was able to tear it right off her sexy body with just one hand; which she gasped at.

In a flash, I was on top of her and my tip was at her entrance when the door bell rang.

We both looked at each other confused, but decided to ignore it. I wrapped her legs around my waist and in one swift thrust, I was deep inside her. Amy ran her fingers through my hair and brought my face down to hers; kissing me fiercely. She threw her head back and screamed out my name. That's all it took for me to reach my orgasm as well.

We cuddled naked for awhile, then headed back to the kitchen when both are stomachs started to rumble. While Amy was reheating the food,  I went to the front door to see if kids were pranking us by ringing the bell on mischief night and tp-ing our yard. What I found was worse. On the floor mat was a note that had one word on it; murderer. 

It looked like magazine letters were cut out to spell it, instead of their own handwriting. I'm hoping this is just some cruel joke, but something deep down tells me it's not. 

"Is everything okay?" I hear Amy ask from the kitchen. 

"Yeah, just checking to see if we got hit with eggs or toilet paper this year." I reply, not completely lying.

I don't want her to see this, not yet anyway. I want her to enjoy tomorrow before showing her the note. She's the strongest woman I have ever known, and this would make her panic. 

"Dinner is ready" I hear her say as I'm walking towards the kitchen. 

"Mmmm, this looks delicious!" I compliment, before adding; "I can't wait for dessert afterwards."

Giving her a wink and immediately she blushes. Damn, she's so f*****g beautiful.