⚠️Chapter contains some sexual content⚠️

I have been at this beach house for months. Only thing I can remember is when Eve and Blade came into my life. I'm assuming Mac was the one who brought them. However, I don't remember her showing back up and I can't tell who it was who that was with them. The person is blurred and distorted. Their voice is muffled so my lack of memory is seriously pissing me off.

Mac packed me a bag but I haven't even opened it up to look at anything. It's still in the same spot I placed it. I already had clothes packed so I don't know what she's put in that bag. I've almost touch it every time I look at it but for some reason I back away like it's a rattlesnake ready to strike me each time. Getting over my fears, I'm going to open that bag. After hours of huffing, puffing, pep talking, and cussing myself out. I walk to that damn bag, I'm going to open that damn bag today. The damn bag is in front of me now as I look at it. Exhaling and inhaling, I walk away from the bag. I guess I won't be opening it up right now.

I reach for my duffle bag and open it. I pull out my all my photos I have and look at each one. I smile at the pictures I had printed of the twins. Blade always has this mischievous glint in his eyes. While Everleigh has this you'll bow down to me look in her's. Kaiser and the twins.

Hell even my parents and her send pictures of my children daily. They even send pictures of Mac. Mac doesn't look like herself anymore. You can tell me leaving has destroyed her. But me staying was also breaking her down.

I just want my damn memories back.

I want to remember.

My favorite picture is her holding her belly as she's talking to our child. Her eyes show love and she has the sweetest smile on her face. Kaiser tells me about Mac every day. Her emotions are up, down,180, 360, sideways. You name a direction the next moment it's the opposite way. How I want to remember just so I can ease her suffering and my own. Bear sent a picture of her and all 3 of her brothers in the window sill.

Hugging.

It broke me knowing she wanted to end it.

End all of it.

I get glimpses of my memories of her back slowly.
Some take the wind out of me. While others has me in tears. The memories are not the best ones we had. It's been the worst one. Where I'm in her face screaming. Where I've thrown shit by her head to get her to leave me the fuck alone. Where I've walked off and left a tear streaked face Mac standing. Watching my figure get smaller. I'm guessing it's from where she showed back up... With my kids...
And I didn't want to hear her excuses. That's the ones I keep getting. The ones I rather neither of us have. I want to remember the happy times.

Our wedding.

How we made love and are on our third child. Why can't I remember that? Why was I so cold and mean to her just because she showed back up with my kids. Was I always heartless?

Why?

In frustration, I open up her duffle bag; I pick up her favorite shirt of mine and as soon as my hand hits the fabric. I fall to my knees.

Flash back:

"Draven give me back that shirt."

"Why?"

"It's my favorite."

"Why do you need this one?"

"It comforts me when you leave for a run. Now give me it."

"What do I get in return if I hand it over?"

Mac pecks my lips and snatched the shirt from my hold. I watch as she runs like I'm satan out of the bedroom door.

I chased after her and all you hear is her laughter. She tosses the shirt in the dining room. When we reach outside of my house and I tackled her into the pool. The water rushed over our heads and when Mac tries to go to the surface. I drag her back under. She latched onto me like a monkey. When we surfaced she's choking while I'm dying laughing.

She splashed water in my face and I give her a mischievous glare. I watch as she backs away from me and hit the pool's wall.

I caged her in, where she couldn't move. Call me the devil but I was claiming what was mine. I swoop her up and climb up the stairs. My lips found hers as I walk through the house until I made it to my bedroom. I tossed her on my bed and hovered over her. She gave me this come get me grin. She rips my shirt off my chest as I tear her shirt.

Yes, I tore her shirt.

When I see she's wearing nothing under her baggy fucking shirt. My shorts start to get tighter. Restricting my dick space.

Straddle on top of her and my mouth makes its' way to her baps. As I suck on her nipple and grab the other.

She lets out a breathless moan.

I begin to kiss all the way down her stomach until my face is directly in front of her glorious front part.

I start to tease her by barely letting my tongue graze her lips. She's getting frustrated and smashed her vagina into my face.

I grip her legs apart and snarl.

"Move and I'll spank that ass!"

She nods her head and whimpered.

My head goes down and I assault her vagina with my tongue. As I suck up onto her bud she loses it.

I let go and peek up at her.

"Don't move! That's your punishment."

She whimpered again.

I attack her bud and she lets out a moan.

Before long she's thrashing around and has my head trapped in between her thighs.

"I'm going to....."

She didn't even finish before she came...

I lap up her juices and let her ride out her orgasm.

I crawl back up and cage her in.

"Punishment isn't over."

She has this mischievous glint in her eyes.

She snatched my shorts down and positioned herself at her entrance. I flip her around and lift her ass in the air.

"Last punishment." I whisper than kiss her bum cheek.

I line myself at her Balloon Knot. And slowly push myself in. She bites down on the pillow and lets out a scream. When I know she's adjusted to my size. I start to move slow inside her. After a while she's jerking her ass back onto my dick.

When I know I'm close and I don't want to fill this hole up. I flip her over and insert into her honeypot. She moans as I pound into her. My movements get sloppy and I can tell she's about to burst. Her vagina is contracting against my dick. Right when she's burst I too have came. I filled her up with my seeds. I move off of her and lay beside her. She walks into the bathroom to clean herself up and I already switched my shorts for dry ones and a new shirt. I pick up the shirt in the dining room. When I get into the bedroom she's walking out with nothing on. I toss her the shirt and walk towards the door so she can change.

"For the love of me please put something on under that. I don't need you accidentally flashing the guys when they get here your lady parts."

When it came time for me to leave I kissed her deeply.

"I love you." I tell her.

I walk towards my bike.

"I love you. Come home to me." Mac yells out.

Flash back over:

The memory comes and goes.

It's night fall so I am planted in the sand. I look up at the moon and I start to get a new memory. One I remember like it happened yesterday not sophomore year.

Flash back:

"Mac what are you doing." I yell up at her.

"Looking at the moon!"

"Get down from there before you break your fucking neck." I yell back up at the crazy blonde.

"Shut up and climb up here. It's fucking beautiful!"

I climb up the side of her house using her mom's tall trellis.

I lay down beside her and watch the moon above us.

"See I told you it is beautiful."

"Almost as beautiful as you." I whisper.

"You think we'll be friends forever?"

"Always! Us against the world" I tell her.

I put my arm under her head and she lays her head on my chest.

We watch the moon as a shoot star wizzed in the sky.

"Make a wish."

I wished for that moment to last forever. Her and I.

Flash back ends:

As soon as the memory I haven't thought of in years ends. A shooting star wizzed by in the sky.

Make a wish.

I could practically hear her say in my head.

I wish for my memories to come back before it's too late.