Fade away prolouge "Come on baby", he said to me, slowly

"Come on baby", he said to me, slowly kissing around my ear, I was laying under his big body,

limp, trying to decide if I should do this or not. I felt his lips working their way down my neck, I

hesitated for just a second, and brought his face to mine. "Do you trust me?", his fluid voice sent

chills down my spine. I bit my lip, then nodded my head. "Okay", I whispered, our faces were so

close that my lips touched his as I spoke. He kissed my lips softly and quickly, before deciding to

let his mouth roam elsewhere. I tried to breath evenly. I felt his hand slip up my shirt, he left it

laying on my stomach for a minute, then looked me in the eyes, "You okay baby girl?", he asked

me. I didn't trust myself to speak, so I nodded my head " mhm" I mumbled, he took my shirt off

in one swift movement, kissed my stomach and told I was beautiful. He worked his way up until

he reached my lips again. This time he kissed me longer, more passionately, I let myself give up

to him. He  kissed his way back down and slowly pulled down underwear, the whole time

keeping his eyes locked with mine. He kissed my hip bones so softly, then I'm between them

then a little lower, when he finished with his lips he came inside me. He washed over me like a

wave. Moving passionately and rhythmically inside me. When he was done he rolled over so I

was laying on top of him. He kissed my head. " I love you so much Bailey" Jordan mumered

against my head. "I love you too", I said looking up at him. It wasn't until then I realized he was

crying. "Jordan, what's wrong?" I asked. "Nothing"  he said looking away. My phone rang from

the night stand giving us both a heart attack. I opened the message from my mom, 

"Getting late, I'd like you to come home now sweetie" I read out loud. I looked to Jordan who

was still avoiding eye contact. He had been acting so strange. I lifted my hand to his chin and

turned his face to mine. I kissed him one last time. 

This is the scene that kept playing over in my head as I sat numb in the chair at his funeral. I

smoothed my black dress and walked up to his casket. I wanted to be the last to speak. The last

to talk to him, but when I got up there, and looked at his still face. I just couldn't. I dropped the

rose and ran. I didn't know where I was going. I just needed to get away from there. 

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