Perfect

{Two}

{Memoirs of Kate Connors}

I walked away from the doctors after helping them pack all the medical supplies for the trip to the other base. They noticed that I was preoccupied with other thoughts and suggested that I go rest before the trip. I took their suggestion but not to rest, I wanted to see Blair and see if she was hurt. I did not know what condition he left her and the curiosity inside of me would not let me think of anything else.

I exited the makeshift hospital and headed for the building that housed Blair. Immediately upon reaching the structure, I noticed that he had been there. The broken lock told me that he had forced his way inside. Blair was well enough to put up a fight. It was a fight she would lose.

The sounds of a struggle got my attention and I slowly leaned around the corner to see John carry Blair into his private room. He would sometimes sleep here after a battle so he would not disturb me. I knew that he had other reasons for coming here now. The door closed and I ran towards it. It was hard to hear anything since John insulated it for sound and weather. I gently pushed on the door but it would not give. I walked around the structure and saw a small window that was open. It was just big enough for me to enter.

I paused. What was driving me to do this? What darkness in me did not tell the others about the crime John committed? I balled my hands into fists and decided that after I saw what he and Blair were doing in here I would tell. I would inform the others of the monster that lay in the camp.

I went through the window feet first. It was a good decision. It was a five-foot drop to the floor. I landed quietly and could hear struggling in the other room. I followed the light coming from the opened door.

Blair covered her naked body with her arms as John prepared a bath for her. I watched him watching her. “You need to bathe Blair.”


“To get rid of the evidence,” Her voice was full of pain as was her face. Every movement she made made her cringe with pain.


John walked towards her and I watched pure fear mar her beautiful face. He reached for her and pulled her into his body. Blair avoided his lips as he tried to kiss her. His hand grabbed a fistful of black hair and held her head immobile. He assaulted her mouth hungrily.

When he pulled away, from her lips I heard him tell her the water was too hot right now and that they needed it to cool down. Blair began to fight as best she could but he forced her down on the bed. I heard her whimper as he began to remove his clothing while restraining her with one hand. She pushed at his arm trying to remove it from her breasts but it was like steel. He was so strong and Blair had no explanation for this strength or his actions. I did realize one thing about her; she was beginning to see that this was not John. Something was wrong and I knew she would reveal it if she could escape him.


“How can you do this to Kate?”


His face moved closer to the pained one of Blair. “I am not doing this to Kate I am doing this to you. I do not want you to be lonely.”


I watched the top of his uniform fall to the floor. His body housed more muscles than I had ever seen before. He stared down at Blair as he removed his hand from her breasts confident that she would not move. She stared at him also noticing his chest and arms. She knew now where his strength came. John removed his bottoms and boots and they joined the rest of his uniform on the floor. I stared at his body, as did Blair. Her face showed fear and amazement at the muscle and power that existed.


He moved towards the bed and Blair moved back. “Please…’”


I watched him pause, lower his head, and then raise it to look at Blair. “I can’t stop Blair. This heart …this heart wants you. This heart loves you. I need you to let me come inside of you Blair. I have to be inside of you.”

I saw the tears form in her eyes as John covered her body with his. He rested his weight on his forearms and buried his face into her neck. He breathed in her scent. I watched the tears fall as Blair closed her eyes.

His arms moved down towards her knees and under them, until the back of her knees rested in the crooks of his arms. The palms of his hands rested on either side of her waist. His hips moved forward and Blair arched her neck and back as his flesh moved inside her exhausted body. A tortured cry escaped her. I watched as pleasure ripped over his entire body. The stranger making love to Blair was not my husband.

He took his time mindful of her condition. His kisses were gentle as his thrusts and Blair soft moans attested to his carefulness. I watched with anger and hurt in my heart and body as he made love to Blair as if she were his wife. He kissed away her tears and made her moan with pleasure. His pace began to quicken as her moans indicated to him that her pain was subsiding. His power began to rise and Blair dug her nails into his back as she held onto him.

Lust began to flow from him…from John. I could tell that this was my husband now being passionate with Blair. His smooth and hard movements inside of her made me ache to feel him again. He was this way with me. I heard him moan and press deeper inside of her until their pelvic bones smashed together.


I turned away from the scene and covered my ears when Blair began to cry out in pleasure and the bed began to protest their movements. I closed my eyes tightly trying to wipe the images of John’s deceit from my mind. I could not let him continue with his deception. I had to forget about my love for him and think of the deaths and destruction he would cause the others. I could not let him do this. It was not for me that I would tell …at least that is what I hoped.


John had feelings for Blair long before this. I always knew that his love and attention for me waivered when she was around. I knew that before our marriage he had been with Blair. She was the new beautiful, rare, young woman pilot. She was different from the other women that wanted to be near the resistance leader. Blair had no care for this. She liked being alone. John liked that about her and set off a chain of situations to pave the way to take her innocence. Barnes helped him. I was sure there were others who helped John woo the new pilot into his bed.

They loved John for his courage and bravery. They wanted him happy and would do whatever it took to make it so. We were not married but we were together. Although we were at an impasse because of his attraction to Blair, I thought he loved me more. I was wrong.

I discovered that my John had dinner with the unsuspecting Blair and invited her to his room, which she declined. He worked hard to gain her trust and they became friends. He knew all about her life and the lack of competition for her. She was rare. John soon graduated Blair into the privileged.

I noticed her difference the morning after he took her to his bed. She knew nothing about us. John had not told her and neither had anyone else. I made it a point to inform her acting as if I did not know they were together. I watched hurt and loss cross her face. She had given a dishonorable man her greatest gift. Their relationship changed from there. She wanted to leave us and join another company but John would not allow it. He tried several times to get her into his bed again but Blair refused. He married me out of loneliness. He wanted another but could not have her. I had seen to that.

Our marriage was full of bumps. He never relaxed with me. His thoughts were always far from me. He rarely touched me and I craved his touch but he craved another. Though I was not as happy as I wished, I was happy he was not with her. However, my happiness began to fade as I watched his anger grow when Blair became enamored with Marcus. He made sure the half-breed did not know her as he did. He wanted him dead and out of his camp.

How could we know their hearts were the same?


I heard the knocking on the door and froze. How long had I been standing there? The sounds of making love had ceased some time ago and Blair was alone and sleeping. John went to open the door. I began to panic knowing he would find me if I did nothing. I moved behind the large shelf and listened to the conversation at the door.

“John, we are ready to move. We will be in the other camp by tomorrow. We have mapped out the safest route there with rest stops. Do you want me to get Blair?”


Barnes sounded as if he knew she was inside sleeping. I was sure he was part of this betrayal.


“I will see to Blair.”


Barnes nodded. “What about Kate?”

He looked through the wall and directly at me behind the shelf. I did not know it then but he could sense me. He knew I was there. My life would have even more changes. I would have to make a decision, if I wanted my husband or not. He had already made his and soon I would find out that I was not one of his choices.


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