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stranded	By : litlbit Category: Individual Celebrities > Christian Bale Views: 4993 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 15 The next morning I didn't even feel like getting out of bed, I was a little depressed about a few things. I ordered room service and then went to the bathroom while I waited for my breakfast. I splashed water on my face and then dried it off. I went back to bed and turned on the TV; there was a movie on so I tried to watch it. I was hoping it would distract me. It didn't really do the trick, but it was worth a try I guess. After breakfast I just lay on the bed and wrote in my journal, I wrote how I felt about everything, even about Christian. Yes I missed Christian, but he was to have lunch with his wife. I wondered how it was going. I wasn't going to see any of my family until I landed back home. I finished writing in my journal and stuck it back in my carry on. The TV was on so I was able to catch another movie and ordered lunch. It wasn't a really big lunch, just a sandwich, soup, soda and a bowl of chocolate pudding. It was yummy of course. All I did all day was watch movies, trying to distract myself from thinking about Christian.
I was watching another movie when there was a knock on the door; I wasn't even out of the bathrobe I was wearing. I opened the door and there stood Christian. He looked upset so I let him in and shut the door behind him. "What's up?" I asked Christian as I lay on the bed on my stomach, my elbows on the bed and my head propped up on my hands. Christian didn't say anything for a few minutes and then finally he told me what happened. I listened as he told me, I couldn't believe it. "I don't know if we'll ever get back what we had Morgan." I sat up and put my hand on his shoulder, but didn't say anything I just listened to what he had to say. Finally he took my hand and put it to his cheek. "I tried to explain it to her as best as I could, I mean it wasn't easy to tell her, but I was totally honest with her about everything." I looked in his eyes and then told him, "I believe you Christian." Christian pulled me forward and kissed me gently, I tried not to respond, but I couldn't resist and deepened the kiss to see what Christian would do. Christian responded and then pushed me on my back so he was above me, he carefully undid the robe and I wasn't wearing anything. "I didn't feel like getting dressed, if I wasn't going anywhere." I whispered to Christian. Christian slowly started to use his mouth on my skin, slowing kissing and sucking at my sensitive skin, it felt wonderful, he also used his fingers to caress it.
I closed my eyes and enjoyed it, I tried not to moan, but it felt good. Before I knew it, I felt Christian move my legs in position and enter me and I moaned again. I decided to position my legs so he could get, as deep as he wanted and do whatever he wanted to do to me. Christian knew just how to make me moan and he knew just how to do it. I gripped the bed in a killer grip and then felt Christian press his mouth against mine to muffle my moans. Christian thrusted in me just the way he knew would send me over the edge. It didn't take long before I came with a scream that was muffled by Christian's hand against my mouth and I noticed Christian came at the same time as I did. I lay there not moving, my breathing was heavy and rapid, my heart was pounding hard and I was trying to catch my breath. Christian pressed his lips against mine and I responded with a tender kiss. I broke the kiss to look up at Christian and I knew the look on his face already. "I'm gonna miss you Morgan a lot." I nodded and then told him, "No good-byes right?" Christian nodded, "No good-byes." Christian pulled out of me and laid on his back, I wrapped my arm around his waist and let my headrest on his chest.
I lay there and didn't say anything. We lay there like that for awhile and then leaned in and kissed him, I looked down at him and told him. "You better go, before someone gets wind of us together." I got up and went into the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face and then dried it to stare at the person in the mirror. When I came out Christian was gone, but I found an envelope on the bed with my name on it. You could tell it was a guy's handwriting. I sat down and opened it. It was handwritten and very neatly done. "Dear Morgan, I had wanted to tell you something for awhile now. I care about you very much. I have a feeling that it's mutual. I'm working things out with my wife so that I can spend as much time with my daughter, since I lost a year of her life. I hope we can stay in touch, because I will never forget how much you’ve helped me that year on the island. You taught me things I didn't think I would ever survive. We are survivors and I will never forget you. "Please don't ever forget me and how much I care about you. "When you get a phone or cell, please keep in touch and call me. And don't forget no good-byes, Love, Christian."
I fold the letter back up and stick it back in the envelope and put it in my carryon way on the bottom. I lay on the bed on my back and stare at the ceiling. It's nice that he can get back to his life. I'm wondering what it's gonna be like when I get back home. Now that this has happened things have changed forever and I knew that my life would never be the same. I had gotten a boombox and was searching for a station to listen to and a song came on and I paused to listen to it, it was a song I recognized from along time ago. I listened to it and closed my eyes and soon I was seeing Christian and remembering everything that happened on the island and etc. I realized that the song was called, "Bittersweet Symphony." That song always did remind me of Christian whenever it played when I was such a big fan of his all those years.
Once the song was over with I pulled out my journal and started to write in it, once I was done I ordered room service for supper. I slipped the journal back into the carryon bag and then when supper came I ate alone. I turned on the TV and watched a movie while I ate my supper. That night as I lay in the bed alone and try to drift off to sleep, I’m anxious to get back home to see my family. At least I only have one more day here until its time to leave. I decided I was going to take a bus instead of flying back home, it would give me time to think and write out a list of things to do once I got back home close my eyes and finally fell drifted to sleep.
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