My One True Love 5/Part 1

I stand in the laundry room of my and Nicky’s new home. It has been a year since he proposed and we are now happily married. Right now Nicky is out with AC. I am busily doing laundry.

Last year Nicky’s mom and I sat down and sorted out the wedding plans. I still remember the day we told her. Jane Carter had started crying on the spot. She held me close and whispered that I had always been like a daughter to her. I had started crying and then we told AC, Angel, Leslie, and BJ. There had been more crying. Nicky’s dad hadn’t been home so Jane had told him.

Now I lean against the dryer and think back to my wedding day. Nicky and the boys had looked so cute in their tuxedo’s! Brian, of course, had been the best man. Deena was my maid of honor. BJ was my bridesmaid. Angel and Mimi were flower girls and AC was the ring bearer. Danny had escorted BJ down the aisle. Jakey had escorted Angel and now the two are good friends. Since I didn’t want to contact my real father to give me away and didn’t want to, I asked AJ to escort me. He had been more than happy and ,wearing his sunglasses, of course, he walked me down the aisle to get married to Nick Carter.

Walking up the aisle had made me cry when I made eye contact with Nicky. We had allowed a few fans, winners of a contest, to come into the wedding. Others had to wait and see it on MTV the following day. The girls had cried to see that Nick was no longer up for grabs but Nicky didn’t care. He couldn’t take his eyes off me. I loved every minute of it.

When we said our vows and kissed, the other four Backstreet Boys had let out a cheer and then each one took a turn at hugging me. AJ had held me close, trying to hide the tears in his eyes. Brian didn’t even bother trying, he cried as he held me and kissed my cheek. He whispered ‘I love you’ and then let go.

At our reception, ‘N Sync had showed up and Nicky and Justin almost got into it. I had laughed until my stomach hurt.

Now Nicky and I are living in a nice house not far from Brian and AJ’s place. Across the street is a park and in our backyard is a pond. I have never been so happy in my life.

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I walk into my new home and don’t see Liz, I quit calling her Lizzie after our wedding, anywhere but I hear the washer and dryer going. I smile and walk into the laundry room to see Lisa leaning up against the dryer with a beautiful smile on her face. I admire the way her short skirt shows off a lot of her long, tanned legs then I quietly walk up behind her and wrap her in a hug, resting my head on top of hers.

"Hey baby." I say.

She smiles, "Hey Nicky." I normally hate being called Nicky but not by Liz! The way she says it, I love it.

"Miss me?" I ask softly in her ear.

She nods, "Yeah, I was going nuts without you." she turns and captures my lips with her own, dipping in and out for a more passionate kiss. My arms tighten around her and I lift her up and sit her on the dryer. Now she is slightly taller than me. She holds my face in her hands as we kiss, the kisses becoming deeper and deeper. Her womanly scent fills my head, making me warm with desire.

I slip my hands up inside her shirt and cup one of her big, hard breasts in my palm. Her erect nipple warms my hand. She slips her hands down the back of my pants, teasingly playing with the top of my boxers. She lets out a moan as I rub her hard breasts. My other hand caresses her buttocks gently. She moans in my mouth and another wave of desire washes over me. She moves her hands in front and un does my pants and I allow them to fall to the ground. Then I slip her shirt up and over her head and kiss each bare breast gently before re-capturing her lips. She pulls off my open green shirt and now I am only wearing my boxers and a white tank top. She takes her time pulling my tank top off and I eagerly pull her skirt down and lift her long enough to pull it free from her. Her white silky panties make my erection harder.

She slips my boxers down as I slip her panties off. I kiss her mouth as I enter her in one quick motion, causing her to cry out in pleasure. I moan softly and lean my head on her shoulder as I begin to move inside her. She kisses my shoulders but soon is too busy crying out to bother. Her hands hold me closer to her as I pull her closer to the edge of the dryer, allowing me to go deeper inside her. She moans loudly.

"Oh, Nicky, yes!!" she gasps.

I move faster, bucking my hips. "Ah, Liz! OOO!" I kiss her shoulder and pull her closer. L

iz begins to move with me, tightly holding onto me. She throws her head back as she climaxes and let out a very loud cry. I follow soon after and let out a loud moan before standing still for a moment, trying to catch my breath. Lisa falls limply against me, spent. I snuggle my face into her neck and kiss her gently.

"I love you, Lisa Carter."

"I love you, Nick Carter."

Her cell phone rings and she weakly reaches over and picks it up from the table with all the laundry soap. "Hello?"

As she listens all the color drains from her face. She shivers, me still inside her, and looks terrified.

"Mom, I don’t know…" she waits a minute, "I know but-" her mother must have interrupted her for she sighs and her eyes loose their brightness. "Is there any way out of this?" she looks like a lost little girl, "Fine…bye…" she hangs up and looks at me, her lower lip quivering, "Nicky…" her tears fall.

I hold her close, "Lisa, what’s wrong, baby?"

"My mom got a call from Dan and he’s coming out here to see me."

"Dan?"

"My real…father."

I stiffen. "It’s okay, I’ll be here with you."

"Nicky’s he’s already here in town…mom says he should be here soon."

I gently lift her from the washer and sit her down. "Liz, get dressed and we’ll wait for the bastard. If he touches you, I’ll kill him."

Liz nods and silently dresses. I do the same, concerned about my wife. How bad can the man be? Just exactly how did he hurt her? All I know is that she was abused…is there more?

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I shiver as I pull a bra on and then my shirt. Dan is coming. After more than ten years I am going to see the father whom I am terrified of. Nicky doesn’t know how awful he was. I never told him how Dan…hurt me. I grasp his hand and allow him to walk me into the kitchen and make me some hot chocolate. I drink it silently, my mind returning back to days that I longed to forget.

"Lisa, hun, how bad did he hurt you?" Nicky asks, kneeling between my legs, looking up into my eyes.

"Nicky…" my voice quivers, "Now is as good a time as any to tell you…my father didn’t just abuse me…he molested me for seven years…" tears fall as he pales. My tears fall and land on one of his cheeks. "Every night for seven straight years…"

Nicky holds me tight, "Oh God, that son of a bitch!"

I sob into him, "I’m terrified of the man…I can’t face him alone."

Nicky pulls back and stares into my eyes, "Lisa, you won’t have to. I’ll be here for you."

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After an hour of hugging, the doorbell rings. I sit Lisa on the couch and walk to the door and take a deep breath before opening it. There, on the front porch, is the asshole that caused Lisa so much pain. His once pitch black hair is now gray and his eyes are a dark brown. His features match Lisa’s slightly. She has the man’s nose, only a much smaller version of it.

"Um, hi, is this where Lisa Booze lives?" the man asks in an old, tired voice.

I nod slightly, "Lisa Carter."

The man nods as I step aside and let him in. "You’re her husband?"

I nod again. "Yes, I’m Nick Carter."

Lisa’s father nods and looks around the front room. Then he does a double take when he looks through the large, wide, open doorway into the living room at Lisa. Though she is pale, she is still breath taking gorgeous.

"Lisa?" he asks.

"Yes…" she stands and smoothes her tight, green T-shirt. Her tan skirt is short and shows off most of her long, beautifully tanned legs. Her blue Nikes and white socks make her look younger than twenty three. The T-shirt is tight enough that you can tell that she has large breasts. Her long brown hair hangs down to her mid back and her large hazel eyes are full of tears.

"Wow, you’ve grown into a gorgeous young woman." Her father breathes.

Lisa shivers lightly, knowing his eyes are traveling up and down her body. she walks over, slowly, and stands slightly behind me, clutching my hand.

"Hello, Dan."

Dan smiles at her, "I heard you had gotten married last year. I wanted to come and visit my youngest daughter and her lucky husband. So, I hear Nick here is in some kind of band? A boy band of some sort? My step daughter is always talking about him."

I nod gravely, "Yeah, I’m in the Backstreet Boys."

"Now, do you sing the solo song, I think it’s called, ‘That’s What She Said’?"

I shake my head, squeezing Lisa’s hand. "No, I sing ‘I Need You Tonight’."

Dan nods again, "Oh yes, one of my favorites." Then he turns to Lisa, "Did you know that my new wife has a daughter that is about sixteen?"

"What’s her name?" Lisa asks softly.

"My wife is Emily and her daughter is Emma. I must say though, the girl is no where as beautiful as you are." Dan says, smiling.

"W-would you like to come in and s-sit down?" Lisa asks in a quivering voice.

Dan nods, "Yes, thank you. Emily and Emma are out in the car, they can wait for me though." He sits in a chair and Lisa and I sit on the couch, Lisa very close to me, her long legs crossed. "Lisa, I would like to apologize for what I put you through as a child."

Lisa looks surprised, "But you denied it all to mom…"

"I know, I was scared. But when Emily introduced me to Emma thirteen years ago, she made me take therapy. I am better now, still going to therapy weekly."

Lisa’s lips tremble, "Why me?"

Tears form in Dan’s eyes. "I was a sick, sick man. I’m sure your mother told you about my childhood, about what my dad did to me. I hated every minute of what I was doing to you. I hated myself for hurting such and innocent child. I love you, Lisa, I really do. Now I have accepted God into my life and am a whole new person."

Lisa stares at him, a tiny bit of trust in her eyes. I watch her as she stands and walks to him, kneeling beside him, still slightly afraid. "Do you really mean that?"

Dan takes her hand, "Yes, baby, I would like to try and have a father-daughter relationship with you. I would like to get to know you better, your husband also."

Lisa looks at me, "Nicky…?"

I stare at the old man before nodding slowly, "Yeah, let’s give him a chance, Liz."

Lisa looks back at her father, "Alright, Dan, I will give you one more chance." She hugs him quickly and then stands. "Call in Emily and Emma."

Dan walks to the door and waves the two in. Emily is a short woman with long red hair and big green eyes. She has a kind smile and is wearing a neat, white dress. Emma is taller than her mother with died blond hair and smaller blue eyes. She is wearing a Backstreet Boys T-shirt over long blue jeans.

"Emily, Emma, this is my youngest daughter, Lisa. Lisa, this is my wife Emily and her daughter, Emma." Dan says.

"Hello." Emily says brightly.

"Hi." Emma says, sounding slightly bored. I stand back, trying not to be noticed yet.

"Hello, welcome to our home." Lisa says softly.

Emily smiles, "We heard you got married last year! Who’s the lucky man?"

Lisa glances back at me and lets out a laugh. I look down at the magazine article I am pretending to read and gasp, throwing it away from me and standing. "’N Sync?!"

Lisa laughs more, "I am embarrassed to introduce you to my husband, Nick Carter."

Emma’s eyes light up as I rub my hands on my tan pants. I hug Lisa, "Embarrassed, Liz?"

Just then my cell phone rings, "Yo, Carter answering service." I say into the phone. "hey, B-Rok."

Lisa grabs the phone from me, grinning, and talks to Brian. "Frick, hi! Where’s bone?" she pauses, her eyes teasing, "Well you tell him I said that he had better get his ass over here now or tonight is off." She laughs, "thank you, Bri-bri! Here’s Nicky."

I laugh into the phone, "Is AJ coming?"

Brian laughs, "Yeah, he says he’s on his way. He’ll be there in a minute."

"Thanks what’d you want man?"

Brian laughs again, "Oh, tonight, we have a rehearsal for the concert next week, okay?"

I nod, "Fine, see you."

Lisa looks out the window in time to see AJ’s car pull into the driveway. He lives only two blocks away. He walks up the steps and bursts in the door, kissing Lisa. She laughs and shoves him off, "Later, you big oof!"

AJ’s eyes widen and he grins, "Nick! She called me a big oof!"

I laugh, "Call her a sapphire."

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I blush as Nicky and AJ talk and glance at Dan. He is watching with an amused smile. Emily is beaming and Emma is gaping at my husband. I make it a point to for her too see me taking Nicky’s hand. She scowls at me and I flip her off. I am in no mood for a sixteen year olds’ shit.

AJ takes my hand and pulls me away from Nicky and starts dancing with me. I lay my head on his shoulder and smile as he slips his arms tightly around my waist. He twirls me around and dips me, softly singing ‘Betcha By Golly Wow’. I laugh and join in his singing and as we pass Nicky, I extend one hand and trail it along his jaw line. He grabs my hand and gently pulls me out of AJ’s grasp and holds me close. I press myself against him as we dance a slow, romantic dance.

I smile up into Nicky’s eyes and he reaches down, kissing the tip of my nose. My heart overflows with love for him and suddenly I want to feel him inside me again. We stop dancing as I reach up and capture his lips with mine. We kiss passionately, dipping in deeper and deeper with every kiss. Our tongues dance to their sacred dance and Nicky lifts me up. I wrap my legs around him tightly as he carries me up the stairs towards our room. AJ talks to Dan and his family as we walk up stairs and into the bed room where Nicky and I make love again.

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Lisa lays, spent, in my arms. I kiss her bare shoulder gently and look down into her hazel green eyes that are turning a more emerald color every day. Since green is my favorite color and I am attracted to brunettes, I know Lisa and I were ment to be together.

"Nicky, I love you." Lisa whispers softly. I smile down into her gorgeous face.

"Well, Mrs. Carter, I love you too."

I love the fact that Lisa is now known of as Mrs. Carter instead of ‘Nicky C’s latest love fling’.

"Nicky, tomorrow is your birthday …we should plan a special occasion."

I smile, "You’re the greatest gift anyone could ever offer. I have everything I could ever want."

This brings a smile to Lisa’s lips, "Almost everything." With that she stands and dresses.

I dress and walk over to the window and look out. A teenage couple is walking hand-in-hand down the street. The girl looks to be about fifteen and she is glowing with happiness. The boy is taller and looks about sixteen. He is laughing at something. I frown softly. Lisa and I can’t do that in public without worrying about me running into fans.

Lisa walks over and hugs me from behind, softly kissing my back. "What are you thinking?"

I sigh and place my hands over hers, that are wrapped around me, "I was just thinking about how we can’t go anywhere in public because of fans."

"Nicky," Lisa’s voice sounds soft, "What you do is a special thing. Don’t ever regret becoming famous."

I nod and lift one of her hands to my lips and kiss each finger gently. My cell phone rings. Lisa laughs softly and hands me my cell phone.

"Yo, Carter answering service, how can I help you?" I ask.

A happy voice booms into the phone, "Nick Carter?!"

I smile, "The one and only."

"Well, Nick, I was just calling to say that I love you and that I think it should have been me instead of Lisa that you married! Just kidding!" the girl laughs, "Seriously, I'm sure that you get tons of phone calls and e-mails saying that. I seriously think that you and Lisa were ment to be together. It’s obvious how much you love each other. I am really, truly, happy for both of you!"

I smile, "Well thank you! I am very happy with my life and so is Liz."

The girl laughs softly, "Alright well I gotta go. This is long distance. Bye Nick, tell Lisa I said hi." Then she hangs up and I turn to Lisa. I tell her what exactly was said. She beams and I have to laugh at her.

Part 2

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