Ben 10 Porn Story: The Letter Chapter 1

2/26/2009

My Love,

It’s been a while, hasn’t it? I’ve not been able to write lately. Things have been hectic here, but I miss you more every day. Each year that you’re gone, I recall our good times, and our bad. I remember the day we met, don’t you? We were young, and you stole my rainbow monkey doll and threw him in the mud. You called him cruddy, and I cried. You never did like me to cry. I cry almost every day that you’re gone. I wish I could give this to you…but I know better.

I hope you’re well. I hope you think about me, as much as I think about you. Our daughter is getting big. I named her ‘Shelia’. It made me think of you. She’s almost 4 now. I wish I could tell you; I kept meaning to. To tell you, but I wanted to make sure you graduated high school first. And then you joined the military. When I moved back, you were already at basic, and Sheila was 18 months old. It seems like I’m making excuses, but I don’t know what else to do. You’re touring in the Middle East, and you won’t be out for another 3 years. If I told you, what would you do? Would you be mad…for not telling you sooner? Or would you be thankful, that I thought of your future? Would you hate me? That’s why I’m not telling you now…I don’t want you to hate me. I worry. I worry that youve found someone new. I worry I wont be able to ever see you again. I think Im being selfish, by wanting you all to myself, when Ive already kept our daughter all to myself. I worry what youll think of me and if youll hate me.

By the time I found out I was pregnant, my family had already moved away. My first excuse, was, I wanted to tell you in person…and as you know, that never happened. I’m sorry. Shelia knows who her daddy is…she has a picture of you on her dresser. I tell her stories about you every night…

I love youso much

“Mommy!” Shelia yelled from upstairs. “I need a drink! Please, Mommy?”

She folded the letter and slipped it into an envelope with a name printed neatly on the front.

“I’m coming, hon.” Kuki sighed and sat the envelope down and headed to the kitchen.

She didn’t notice the breeze that came through the open window and blew the letter under the couch.

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For months, that letter sat under the couch, with only the dust bunnies for company. A few toys had ended up next to the letter, but were fished out almost as soon as they were pushed under.

Sheila pulled the letter out once, and thinking it was nothing important, pushed it back under. She felt the trash can was just too far.

Kuki had forgotten what happened to the letter. She didnt even think about it after that night. She always wrote letters to him, and then trashed them. She never thought that she would forget to trash such a very important letter, one that could ruin her life that she had built all on her own; one that could ruin his life, that he had built, all on his own.

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Thanks so much for helping me move, Chad. I dont think I could have done it with you.

You know its no problem. Little Sheilas so sweet, how could I say no to her?

Yea, I knew I would get help if she asked you!

You know, you really should tell him.

Shut up, Chad. This is why it never worked out between usbecause you wont shut up about him.

No, it didnt work out because you love him. Not because of me. Chad grabbed a full box off the floor and pushed his way past Kuki. Dont blame that on me.

Kuki stood where she was and tried not to crumple to the ground. Her knees were shaking beneath her, making her fear their ability to hold her up. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes as tears leaked out the corners. Concentrating on her breathing, she worked on calming down before Chad walked back in to grab another box.

This load is full. Chad said, as he ignored her tears, acknowledging them would just make her feel worse. Ill come back later with a friend to get your couch and table. You cant help me with them anyways. He picked up her purse and keys off the table and walked towards her. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and pulled her towards the door. Dont forget to lock up. He put the keys in her hand and went outside without her.

Why do you put up with her? She played you.

I love her. Its just how it works.

I still cant believe your making me help you with this crap. I dont wanna move her couch. I dont even like the chick.

Just shut up and lift.

The boys hoisted the couch up and carried it out the door, while the forgotten letter blew across the floor.

Chad walked back in and started to close the door, when he saw a piece of paper on the floor. He picked it up and read it.

Chad, man, hurry up. Im ready to get out of here.

You got time to stop by the post office? I need to mail a letter.

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Sergeant Wallabee Beatles had picked up his mail at 0900 that Monday morning. By 1100 he had read his mail, and by 1200, he was stunned speechless. He dropped his mail on the floor and sat there, staring into space. A private came to check on him at 1300, because no one had seen him all day and he was not at lunch. The private received a blank stare. He noticed the mail on the ground and picked up the one opened letter. He read it and stopped for a second. He then took the letter to the Commander and requested an extended leave for his Sergeant.

Wallabee Beatles was on a plane by 1500 hours and still had not been able to complete a thought.

I know I shouldn’t be doing this, but while I was waiting on my new computer to come in, I started this story. I couldn’t help myself. I hope it won’t be too long, and I am working on Make-over. The next chapter should be out in about a week hopefully (I do have 4 test next week and one tomorrow though! So don’t hold it against me please).

This chapter feels a little rough. I hope it’s not as bad as I think though! Let me know what you think!

-Shina