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Chapter 20
2008.08.29. 01:34
Chapter 20
When they got into the car again, she finally called her mother. Her mother screamed in happiness as she heard her daughter’s voice. Dave heard the woman said ‘Oh thank God’ with a relief in her voice. Angela said that she spent the night at a friend’s house. Her mother knew everything, when her husband called them hoping to talk to his wife, he got panicked as she wasn’t there. Her father forced him, so he had to confess why their daughter disappeared. Angela didn’t want to go into details and her mother didn’t push her. Poor woman was just so happy to hear her daugher’s voice and to know she was ok. Angela said she needed some time alone to think and would call her later.
“… bye mom, I love you.” Her voice trailed off but she didn’t let one single tear fall down. Hearing her mother’s voice made her feel better. She knew she would always support her.
“I love you too sweetheart, please call me again ok?”
“I will… bye.” She hung up. Dave listened to the conversation in silence. It was obvious that Angela and her mother had a great relationship. She didn’t ask her daughter bloody questions about her disappearing or try to talk about her husband. She just let her know with her sweet smoothing talking that she would always be there for her.
“So, where do you want me to take you?” Dave hesitated before finishing. “…to your house?”
“It’s not my house anymore. I know he is gonna try to convince me to forgive him but I won’t take any of his bullshit.”
“So, where to?”
“I’ll call my friend Jackie. She is a friend from collage, not just a friend actually, she is like a sister to me. I’ll stay with her for a while… just like in the collage.” She smiled remembering her collage years.
“You were roomies?”
“No, we were flatmates. Those times were great. We met by accident in the cafeteria. It was so crowded in there so I had no choice but sat next to her. She was wearing a bright yellow low cut top with an unbelievably tight jeans with all the admiring looks of the boys while I was wearing a plain white t-shirt with jeans. It seemed impossible for us to get on well but surprisingly we enjoyed each other’s company. Our friendship grew day by day. I guess we found what we didn’t have in the each other. Then we decided to leave the dorm and rent an apartment. It took me a while to get used to live with her to be honest and I’m sure it was the same for her too. I was the nerd one and she was the party girl. What a contrast isn’t it? I loved her so much but she was such a mess. I had to jump not to step on something on the floor when I went to her room. Then I got used to it, just like she got used to my motherly whinings. But sometimes she would get fed up all my whinings about exams and stuff, she would lift me from my chair and take me out to the parties…”
“But you’d always leave early and call it a night, right?” he interrupted her with an amused smirk on his face.
“Yes.” She blushed slightly.
“I can imagine.” Dave said laughing.
“She didn’t do the mistake I did; she hasn’t got married and still lives in the same apartment. It’s a tiny place actually with two bedrooms, a living room and the tiniest kitchen you can ever see. You couldn’t heat the place in winter and it was burning like hell in the summer but we loved living there nevertheless. Let’s see if she is at home. I already have the keys but I don’t wanna scare her if she is out.” Then she dialed the number.
“Hi Jackie it’s me.”
“Hi baby!” her cheerful voice made Dave chuckle. “How are you?”
“I’m fine. You?”
“I’ve just come back from work. Urgh you know my boss, Mrs. Roberts, that old bitch is driving me crazy. She makes me do all the hard work. She complained about the reports that I spent my whole fucking weekend to type and made me re-type them! I had a fucking tiring day.” She sounded exhausted.
Yes, Angela knew her boss, she was an annoying old bitch who never got married.
“Why don’t I feel sorry for you but for her? I’m sure you’ll show her who she is playing with soon if she doesn’t behave nice to you.”
That made Jackie chuckle.
“Sure I will. Maybe I hire a gigolo on her birthday to take all her energy out in bed so she doesn’t use it on me. I bet she has a lot to let out. I wonder if she has had sex since The Vietnam War.” Angela giggled. “Oh I’m sorry my mistake, I mean The World War Two.” Jackie corrected herself. They burst out laughing. Dave didn’t need to put it on speakerphone to hear Jackie’s rich laughs.
“Listen honey, I want to stay with you tonight, if you don’t have other plans.” She quickly asked. Jackie felt something was wrong because she normally wouldn’t call before visiting her but she didn’t dig on the phone.
“Are you asking?! Of course you can stay hon. Shall we meet and have a drink first? Where are you now?”
“Thanks. I… uh… I’m out of town right now.” she said looking at Dave. “I’ll be there a couple of hours later. Is that ok?”
“Sure.”
“Ok then, bye Jackie.”
“Bye darling.”
Angela hung up the phone. She was still smiling, talking to her friend amused her.
“She sounds fun.” Dave said with a smirk.
“Yeah, she is like one of those close friends in the romantic comedies, who always cheers up the miserable leading actress. You know those bitches who always has something to complain about.”
Dave laughed at this. “No offence but I suppose you are that miserable bitch here, right?”
“Yup that’s me!” she shrugged her shoulders as she gave him an amused smile.
“No surprise that I like you cause I’m one gloomy bastard myself.” He winked at her.
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The rest of the drive went smoothly, Dave turned on the radio. He jumped the stations which played silly pop songs and hip-hop stuff until he found one that played rock songs from the 70s and 80s. He knew a lot about music which surprised Angela. Unfortunately her knowledge was very poor compared to Dave’s, but at least they shared the same taste. She hated hip-hop stuff as well and she loved the classical rock’n roll stuff from the 80s. He grinned secretly as he realised she didn’t know anything about Depeche. Of course she would recognize him if she was a fan but she didn’t even mention one of their songs from the 80s, not even Personal Jesus or Enjoy the Silence which most people remembered in the first hand. She probably didn’t even hear about them. He was kinda used to that. Maybe not in Europe but especially in America people didn’t chase after him for an autograph or a picture. Their stuff was still unfamiliar to most of them. He was fine with this way. Having a devoted fanbase was definitely much better than being an mtv monkey that walked in the street with a bodyguard. How would he enjoy being a casual guy around Angela if she went like, ‘Oh my god you are Dave Gahan!!!” when they first met? He chuckled as he imagined Angela doing that like one of his crazy female fans.
“What is it?” Angela noticed the smirk on his face.
“Uh… nothing.” Dave quickly replied hiding his amusement and turned the volume up.
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When they reached the city, Angela gave him the address. Dave easily found the place although it wasn’t somewhere he was familiar but he has been a New Yorker for twelve years after all.
He parked the car in front of Jackie’s apartment. He didn’t want to think that Angela would walk out of his life forever after she left the car. But he couldn’t ask if she wanted to keep seeing him because he wasn’t sure about what she was expecting from him. Maybe all they shared was just ‘good time’ to her. She was gonna be dealing with lawyers, discussions; all the painful process of divorce in the following weeks. Would she want to see him, give a chance to a possible relationship with him? And he knew she was so fragile and emotional, it scared him because he could be a heartbreaker jerk sometimes.
Angela looked at her hands playing with the hem of her shirt nervously. She was back to her life and the wonderful time she spent with Dave was over. How bad she wanted him to say that he wanted to see her again. But he didn’t. So it was the best to thank him and get out of the car as quick as possible before the tears fell down her cheeks.
“Dave… thank you so much… for everything. I don’t know what I would do if it wasn’t for you. Thank God it was you who found me.” she hesitated for a second, she couldn’t help but blushed slightly. “And things got a little bit… extreme afterwards but it was beautiful.”
Feeling your skin against mine, waking up in your arms, letting you take me out of the road and make me do crazy things…
“Yes, it was wonderful.” He said looking at her eyes. “I’m glad I found you. You are a beautiful person.” His voice softened.
Too good to be true, so fragile for such a trouble maker bastard like me…
“Thank you. I… uh…” she didn’t know how to put it into words without sounding stupid. “Never mind…” she smiled nervously.
“Please tell me, what is it?”
“It’s just… I don’t know how to explain this but… I feel different now, after what happened I’m supposed to feel down and depressed like my world has crashed down but I don’t. Not that my heart is singing songs but I feel calm and somehow… stronger, confident. Cause now I realise I can make a change in my life. I don’t have to stuck in where I am and be afraid of losing things I’m used to have. I don’t have to control everything. Because finally I notice that I can’t do it. Nothing has to be perfect. I’ve always dreamed of a perfect marriage and a perfect life but look where I am right now. If things turn out in a way that is not supposed to be, I feel like I can stand on my own and bear the change, be ready for what life is gonna bring me. The life offers more than I can imagine and it’s always been me, not someone else, who has stopped from going after them. I mean…” she shook her head in disbelief as a slight smile appeared at the corner of her lips. “I met you by accident and I gave myself to you completely. It was simply… crazy!” she looked at his eyes; “And I enjoyed every minute I spent with you.”
“You know it’s the same for me too.” He smiled at her. Oh lord if he kept smiling at her like this, she would burst into tears and beg him not to let her go.
“But I have to admit that when I wanted you to take me to your bed, what I felt was totally anger against my husband more than desire to be with you. And I would probably freak out and leave when I woke up in your bed but I didn’t. You made me feel wonderful… cared, desired, protected. I wouldn’t believe the end of my marriage could give me a chance to meet such a wonderful person, you. And it finally hit me; this is what I deserve and I don’t get what I deserve by being who I am. I have to make a change, and first of all I have to change. I’m tired of thinking about the possible negative results of things before I even give them a try. You encouraged me to take a step further without worrying too much. And in the end, I found what made me happy.” She stopped for a second, feeling kinda regret for confessing the last bit. “I know it doesn’t make any sense to you because you don’t know me and…”
“No, it does.” He was serious. “Believe me I know how it feels like to find strength and courage to make a change in your life, to let the things that you used to have go. Your words mean a lot to me. I didn’t have an idea that I influenced you in this way. But I’m so happy that I did and thank you for letting me know this.” Then he looked down, sadness was clear in his voice. “But you are right about one thing. It’s that I don’t know you. And you don’t know me either.”
Tears formed in her eyes.
“But we can do something about it.” He held up her chin gently. “We can go out for dinner tomorrow night and make a start.” He said with his voice full of hope, his eyes shining.
“Dave?” she looked up at him hoping he would say what she wanted to hear and one single tear rolled down her cheek.
“I don’t want it to end here.”
Another tear rolled down her cheek as she threw herself into his arms. She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. He kissed her hair, trailed his hand up and down on her back.
She pulled herself back just enough to put her forehead against his.
“I’ve been waiting for you to say this. But I lost the last bit of hope when you didn’t do anything when we threw our rings to the ocean.”
He gently wiped the tears on her cheek with the pad of his thumb.
“I swear I wanted to but I was scared.”
“Why?”
“Because I wasn’t sure if you wanted to step into a new relationship. And what you did back there…” he paused for a moment trying to find the right words. “…for the memory of your good days with your husband, even after what he did to you, was so precious. I wonder if there is any other woman out there who would do the same? Deep down you are a very emotional person, so fragile when it comes to relationships. That’s why I was scared.”
Angela still couldn’t get what he meant.
“Because I’m not a very good partner Angela. It was mostly me who caused the problems in my previous relationships. I’ve always done the same mistakes, been the selfish one. I wasn’t joking when I said I was a gloomy bastard. It’s inside me I cant help it.” His voice trailed off as he bent his head down.
She let all the words sink in, his honesty surprised her. She cupped his face with her palms and brought his lips onto hers for a gentle kiss.
“I might get hurt if I give you a chance, we might have problems, even huge fights but I’m not afraid this time Dave. I won’t think about the future and I will enjoy what I have now.” she kissed him again this time deepening it. She let her hands trail over his strong shoulders and back. She felt his tensed muscles relaxed. He rested his hands on her hips, then slowly stroked her legs.
“So, you are a trouble maker?” she asked playfully, to lighten the mood.
“Yes, I’m a spoiled bastard.” He said grinning as he let his hands go deeper under her skirt. She bit her bottom lip, his touch made her tingle in places where shouldn’t be tingled in public.
“You are allowed to be a bad boy.” She whispered to his ear.
“Really?” he cocked his brow. Cheeky bastard!
“But only when you are on top.” She said huskily as her hand touched his hardening cock.
“What about when you are on top?” he raised his brow.
“You’ll be a good boy and let me do what I please.” She let out a seductive laugh as she nibbled his ear. She surprised even herself with what she said. Dave wasn’t a good influence to her at all! And she liked it a lot.
“I have a feeling I’ll enjoy both ways.” he winked at her as he was teasing her with light kisses on her lips. His hands sneaked under her shirt and cupped her breast. He squeezed it until he made her moan loudly. The windows were closed so no people would hear her. Dave deepened the kiss as he got harder. His hand was now under her skirt. He felt her damp panties as his digits touched her. He chuckled. She was as aroused as him.
“We should do something about this.” He whispered to her ear. She laughed slightly, she knew exactly what he meant.
“But Jackie is waiting for me.” she objected but she didn’t protest as Dave slid his fingers under her panties.
“She can wait for bloody ten minutes more.” Dave ignored her and sucked her neck.
Angela was above the clouds. There was nowhere she wanted to be apart from Dave’s arms right now.
“Ten minutes?” she giggled.
“If we stop foreplay and get to the fucking part, I can finish you off in five minutes.” He chuckled.
She loved when he did dirty talking to her. His sexy voice, damn British accent combined with sex talking aroused her to no end.
“But we are parked on a busy street.”
“This is New York City baby, people wouldn’t care if you were killed in the daylight. I wouldn’t kill you of course but I can make you pass out in pleasure.” He said as he rubbed her clit in circles.
“Oh I know you can…” She closed her eyes and totally gave herself to his touches when his fingers went down to her core. She had to have him inside now!
“See the apartment at the corner?” she asked without opening her eyes. She knew the neighborhood so well.
“Yeah?”
“There is an underground parking lot there.” She whispered.
Dave didn’t need further explanation. He took out his wet finger, gave her a kiss then inserted the key into ignition and hit the gas pedal.
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