Fan Fic
Believe Me
Part 28
© Emma N
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A confused expression grew upon Charlie�s face. �Tara?� he muttered quietly, grabbing onto the stair railing as he tiptoed further towards the groaning noises which were getting louder and louder as he reached closer and closer.
�Ooohhhh Matt�Matt�MATT!!!!!!� shrieked the voice in a high pitched, pleasurable tone. Charlie walked gently over the carpeted hallway, so quietly it was as if he floated over, his forehead creased and eyebrows scrunched together in suspicion. He stopped outside the room where the sexual moans and groans were coming from, Matt�s room. �Surely it couldn�t be�� thought Charlie as his sweaty hand twisted the door knob� Matt panted deeply as he held a firm grip on Tara�s naked hips as they kept up a steady rhythm on his manhood. Her plump, seductive lips brushed against his smooth chest as they worked their way up towards his lips, massaging each other slowly and sensually. Tara giggled as Matt�s strong arms lifted her of his body, rolling her onto the empty space next to him, where he then climbed on top of her. He gazed into her hypnotic eyes and was just about to lean down to touch her delicate face when a large crash distracted him, making the couple jump out of their skin. The sight before Tara made her heart pound a million times as fast as the normal rate, the colour draining from her cheeks. There before her stood the man she was seeing�the man she was �pregnant� with, he looked faint and very weak, his lip trembled as his eyes became unfocused causing them to roll about slightly. Charlie watched as the naked bodies of his best friend and girlfriend desperately tried to cover themselves up, fighting for the covers, both looking sheepish and guilty. Tara was the first to speak �Charlie I��� she was soon cut off as he lost balance causing him to fall slightly, he grabbed for support on the dressing table sending a small cardboard box flying, down to his feet. Tara knew what it was, her secret was out. She watched as the distraught Charlie bent down in silence and picked up the box. Matt on the other hand, looked down in embarrassment. As Charlie�s eyes scanned the writing on the box, his features on his face weakened rapidly, like a young boy finding out that Santa didn�t really exist. He then looked up and scowled disgustedly at Matt before fixing his watery gaze on Tara who was only covered in a creased bed sheet, her heart pumping fiercely. He kept hold of the small box in one hand, his grip tightening around it in anger. �Y�Y�your not pregnant� came the words so breathlessly and hoarsely out of Charlie�s dry mouth. Tara looked down in shame. �There�s no baby� he choked, a blank expression on his face although he was still staring at Tara. �Why?� was all he could say �Why would you do this to me? I love�� he corrected himself almost straight away��I loved you� |