Gemma's POV

I came out of my first session with Chloe my therapist. It was helpful to unburden myself on someone and she was very understanding. Through my streaming tears I'd explained about Sadie and how I'd fallen for her in hospital and how she was now in prison for Criminal Damage. I was still wearing Sadie's jacket but not her boots, I was wearing my own to see Chloe

Chloe told me that grieving for a loved one in prison was perfectly normal and she wasn't to judge my feelings for Sadie, but she guessed they must be real because I was in so much pain.

'Have you thought what might happen when she gets out.' Chloe asked me.

'She's put me down as a contact to pick her up.' I explained wiping my tears with a tissue. 'Whether we both feel the same way for each other, I guess we'll have to see'

After my session, I decided to go see the Transformers film again. I was having lunch in Subway when I saw Jarrod

He came across and asked if I was okay and that Caroline was worried about me.

A tear ran down my cheek as I reiterated that I was coping fine and that I didn't need a job or for him to comfort me. With that I left taking the rest of my sandwich with me

After court let out Jarrod treated me to lunch, although I didn't feel much like eating. I ate a little mostly waiting for Jarrod. I could see he was hungry and after he ate he told me he had some paperwork to do in his office at the school. He invited me to join him as he didn't wasn't to leave me alone in my state, nor did he think I'd make it home without completely falling apart again.

As soon as we got into his office and he closed the door he started his paperwork. I just sat there quietly thinking until he turned to look at me. He asked me how I was doing. Not the Sadie part as he already knew how upset I was but the crying in front of a court room full of strangers. I barely was even comfortable crying in front if him (and he knew it). How the heck did I fall apart in front of so many, strangers at that? Honestly, I was asking myself the same question.

Jarrod told me he'd take care of my tears, anywhere, any time, under any circumstance; he'd even love for me to use his hands to wipe my own tears if he ever failed to do so. I felt really honored. Then he asked me how I felt about him kissing and wiping my tears in front of the judge, my family and the rest of the court.

"I didn't want to cry, honest but it just kind of came out. I was extremely embarrassed when I started crying in front of everyone that's partly why I buried my face in your chest at first. To avoid all the eyes starring at me for something I couldn't control, something I couldn't stop. That and I knew you wouldn't mind, knew you would comfort me. You kissing and wiping my tears was (what I feel) your way of trying to get everyone to stop staring at me and make me feel less embarrassed by erasing the tears they were staring at. That and it was really comforting. As embarrassed as I was by my crying if it has to happen I'll let you wipe and kiss my tears any time, anywhere." I blabberd hoping I was explaining myself clearly as I could as I could barely think clearly at this point from everything.

We took turns alternating who was staying at who's house after that as Jarrod didn't think I should be alone with all I was going through. I tried to live as normal as possible still going to work and all, but after a couple days I wasn't feeling any better; almost worse if that was possible. As much as Jarrod kept trying to cheer me up I just couldn't get the image of my sister telling the judge she was guilty out of my mind.

Finally he suggested I go visit my sister and tell her he's not mad at her for what she did. That he understood why she did it and that all he hopes is that she gets help to resolve her underlying issues that led to her breakdown. I debated it for a while, but wasn't sure if I was strong enough right now so I didn't say much to Jarrod just that I'd think about it.

When Jarrod asked me to come to him as we were still alone in his office I knew I couldn't keep it together any longer. It was hard enough for me to keep it together in court.

I walked over to Jarrod and sat on his lap. I immediately threw my arms around his neck and buried my face in his chest. That was it sobs began wracking my body making my body shake with every breath. I was sobbing so hard at one point that I was making Jarrod shake slightly too. Tears were now running out of my eyes and down my cheeks so fast they were being smeared all over my cheeks as my face was still burried in Jarrod's chest.

Last edited by Princess_Lucky1731 (August 28, 2021 3:28 pm)

Amans lacrimae wrote:

As soon as Camilla sat on my lap she threw her arms around my neck and buried her face in my chest. Her sobs were loud and violent, I am surprised at how, even when she is sobbing, her voice seems like a beautiful melody. Her sobs were so hard that every time she trembled, she made me tremble as well.

I held her tight in my arms as she was shaking hard, I could feel her back fluttering as she sobbed, her hands shaking against the nape of my neck, her chest bouncing against my pecs, her abs against mine, her thighs jiggling against my thighs and hips. At the same time she was wetting my chest with torrents of tears.

Every now and then she lifted her face from my chest to get air, her entire face was wet with tears, not a single streak was able to be traced. As I felt her hot tears on my skin, big, round hot tears transferred from her eyes and cheeks to my chest.

At one point she lifted her face and I was able to kiss a few tears and wipe her tear soaked face, making way for new tears to soak her pretty cheeks.

When her sobs finally subsided, I kissed the last of her tears and wiped her still flushed, hot cheeks clear of tear streaks. Once her face was clear, I softly placed my hands on her thighs, I don't think I'll get used to feeling her well formed thighs shiver at my touch, they surprisingly trembled, even though my touch wasn't that hard. I guess she likes when I touch them.

After a few minutes we leave straight to home.

 

We took turns alternating who was staying at who's house after that as Jarrod didn't think I should be alone with all I was going through. I tried to live as normal as possible still going to work and all, but after a couple days I wasn't feeling any better; almost worse if that was possible. As much as Jarrod kept trying to cheer me up I just couldn't get the image of my sister telling the judge she was guilty out of my mind.

Finally he suggested I go visit my sister and tell her he's not mad at her for what she did. That he understood why she did it and that all he hopes is that she gets help to resolve her underlying issues that led to her breakdown. I debated it for a while, but wasn't sure if I was strong enough right now so I didn't say much to Jarrod just that I'd think about it.

I never did end up seeing my sister, at least not yet. Jarrod ended up telling me he thought I needed a weekend away to just forget about everything. He couldn't have been more right. But it was tough as I still had to force my feelings aside to go to work for the next two days. I was terrified of what my sister was going through and I felt partly responsible for her situation which made it even tougher. I spent the next two nights mostly in tears wich were taken care of lovingly by Jarrod.

When Friday came I told my boss I had to leave early as I was visiting my sister in the hospital which was almost 4 hrs away. I continued and told her that she had been in a terrible car accident while on vacation and was in icu. I figured a little lie wouldn't hurt as I couldn't (emotionally) wait to start our weekend away. I really hated to be taking so much time off from work and continually leaving work early, but it was better than anyone finding out what was really going on.

Jarrod told me he'd pack me a weekend bag and pick me up from work as he was also leaving work early. I knew it hurt him to see me like this as I noticed he also had tears some of the times in the evenings when I was really worked up with all the crying and beating myself up for the situation my sister was in. I knew he would do anything for me to make me feel better, and this just proved it further.

Jarrod's POV:

Friday afternoon I pack a couple of outfits for Cam and pick her from work and head straight to Concord Inn.

"Remember our first trip, here it was where we made love for the first time, where I swore I'd take care of you for all my life".

This time we stay at a historic suite in the main building. As expected, Camilla had a release as I held her in my arms, as soon as we got naked to get into bed, I could hear her breathing erratic, her beautiful blue eyes filling with tears until they managed to escape and started rolling down her beautiful cheeks, leaving a few shiny streaks on their way. I just kissed her tears and the streaks left, wiping other warm tears and her extremely cute face clear of streaks.

Early morning I give her the pair of shorts and shirt I got for her last time we came here, take her for a walk through the Black duck creek trail, the Edge trail and the Timber trail to clear her mind and give her space to think...

After the short mile walk, we get back to the Inn and get to our room (we couldn't pass the opportunity to become intimate at least once), then we have lunch...

Last edited by Amans lacrimae (August 29, 2021 8:11 pm)