Craving for My Stepdad's Love: Where Desire meets Taboo

Lauren Wayne….

I stood outside the freezing, silent hallway crouching low near a wall, my heart pounding heavily as I slowly lifted my bloodstained hands up to my face, the blood trickling between my fingers, dropping on the white tiles, forming small pools beneath me.

I gazed down to my wedding gown, half already stained with blood and clasped my hands together on my head, sobbing silently. Today was supposed to be my wedding, but here I am clutching onto a thin line between life and death.

“Miss Wayne?” A voice echoed down the corridor, snapping me out of my trance. I blinked nervously, jolting back to reality as I stood quickly from the ground, almost stumbling as I hurried toward the man in white coats.

“My father, how is he? I ran here as soon as I could when I heard of his accident.” My hands shook uncontrollably as I reached out, grabbing hold of his sleeves as if they were the only thing capable of giving me hope.

Hope that my father will be okay…Hope that I could return soon to say I do to the man who I always wished to spend my eternity with.

“How is he?” I gasped, my breath coming in hitches seeing that he hadn't responded to my previous question. “He’s alive, right? Tell me he’s alive. That man there is my father. He can’t die…He can’t…” As much as I tried to be sane, tears clawed their way down my cheeks. I fisted my hand tighter on him knowing he wasn't responding.

It can't be…it obviously can't be…

I muttered, losing the last drop of sanity remaining in me. I watched as the doctor’s face fell, and gently he placed a hand on mine, releasing my grip on him. “I am sorry, he couldn't survive. He had a concussion and was brought dead to the hospital. We will need you to sign some form and have him taken to the morgue.”

On hearing this, I choked on my tears, falling on my knees, shaking nervously, my whole world shattering within a few hours. Gradually I raised my head, spotting a familiar face standing faraway in the corridor, my fingers clenching to my sides.

She was the one responsible for all this! She did all this! If she had kept her cheating scandal away from daddy and disappeared just like she did seven years ago, he wouldn't have found out, and he wouldn't have had the accident—-that woman was my mother.

A motherfucking whore that couldn't keep her legs closed!

I rushed towards her, my hands latched open aiming to grab onto her neck but the woman was obviously quicker, grabbing onto my arms. She stared coldly at me, gripping onto my wrist with no sort of remorse as if this is how she wanted it to happen.

She wanted Daddy to die, to have a heart attack so she can leave to be with her dream man, the man she had been moaning for anytime he wasn't around.

“Get out! I don't want to see your ugly face anymore. You are disgusting. Why are you back? Run just like you did seven years ago.”

“You wouldn't blame me honey, you just wouldn't blame me. I needed a better life, I deserve a better life but he couldn't give it to me. You'd understand when you grow up. You will understand that you have to make sacrifices in order to survive.”

Sacrifices? I heard her shamelessly say. As expected from a whore who only thought about herself. What about me that waited dusk till dawn everyday just for her to return? I didn't make sacrifices too?

I have moved on, why couldn't she understand that and stop appearing in both our lives?

“I will not understand! I will not, not in this life. Look at me, you ruined my wedding, dad is dead about to be taken to the morgue, and you...nothing!” I screamed, yanking my hands out of her grip but was not too successful, my words forming a lump in my throat.

There were many things I wanted to say, wanted to scream but I couldn't. I never expected to have such a whore as a mother, yes I said it—my mother is a whore!

If not, why would she be sleeping around with a random man on their matrimonial bed?

I took deep breaths, steadying the remaining sanity I had left with and looked at her, forcing those words out of my mouth. I wanted to know—wanted to know why she had done all these.

Our family was not too great in terms of wealth but it was perfect- something I dreamed my family in the future will be, however, I met something I thought would never happen—My mom was cheating on my dad. I walked in to see her naked, and underneath her laps was a man slightly 6’3 tall licking her cunt.

I ran out of the room before anyone could see me but six times in a month, it had occurred. Anytime dad was out on a business trip, he accompanied her, helping her warm the bed for her.

“You don't have to understand, you just have to know that life is not a bed of roses.”

“But my father loved you, why? Why did you do all this? He gave you everything he had! Didn't you think he would have a heart attack when he found out you were screwing another man? Tell me who the man is? Tell me, I deserve to know who licks my mom's pussy when my dad's not around.”

Yes I said, I said it and I wasn't afraid of saying it again and again. I felt my mother's strained gaze falling on me, her disgusted lips curling up into a smirk.

“I don't have regrets, Lauren. I don't…” That was all I needed to hear from her. I needed to know if her actions were mistakes but it wasn't and today, she clearly drew the line to my confusion.

I turned around seeing that the doctor had been listening in on our conversation and went to him, requesting for the consent form to be handed over to me. I didn't bother reading through the details and immediately penned down my signature, heading for the exit.

“Lauren,” She called out to me, her voice cold and her face pale. She had little blood on the right side of her chin and a little scratch on her neck from the accident. “Do you want to know who I have been sleeping around with? It is Shane Shepherd, your dad's best friend. Shane is a good guy, he loves me and I know I love him. If in this life or the next I am given a choice to make, I will make that same choice ten times— I will choose no one but Shane.”