Heaven's Door
By: Tracy H.
Jordan dropped his head into his hands. His
shoulders slumped as he realized there was truly nothing anyone could do to
help him. "Why me, God? What did I ever do to deserve all this pain?"
A tear slipped down his cheek as memories of the past two years raced through
his head.
The day he had met her hadn't felt any more special
at the time, but soon led to a whirlwind of days full of love, laughter, and
pleasure. He sighed as the last three days of their time together flooded his mind.
"Jordan, there is something I haven't told
you. Something you have to know." Her words had felt like ice water in his
veins as he wordlessly urged her to continue. She sat down beside him, taking
his hands in hers. "Before I tell you, you have to believe that I love you
with all my heart and soul. You have made me the happiest woman alive. You have
been patient and loving and tender and oh so understanding." Jordan
gulped. He didn't like where this was going. "You have been my best
friend." Those words always felt like a slap in the face. He had wanted
more with her. He had wanted to be not just a friend, but her lover as well. He
couldn't imagine loving anyone as much as he did her.
He started to speak, but she gently laid a finger
on his lips. "Let me finish, Jordan. Please." Jordan nodded and she
took a deep breath. "I know how you feel about me, and I wanted you to
know that I feel the same. I would love nothing more than to be your
wife."
Jordan's eyebrows rose at her admission. She had
turned him down just two days before, when he had proposed. "But..."
"Please, Jordan." He bit his lip, anxious
to hear what she was leading up to, but dreading it as well. Tears filled her
eyes as she gazed at him. "I can't marry you, Jordan. Not now, not ever. I
just couldn't do that to you." She dropped her gaze to their clasped hands
and drew a ragged breath. "I'm dying."
At first, the words made no sense to him. As the
realization hit him, he gasped and stared at her. "What?"
"I'm..." Jordan covered her mouth with
his hand, not wanting to hear it again. Her emerald eyes sparkled with unshed
tears at the pain she saw on his face.
"Don't say it again, baby. Don't." He
replaced his hand with his mouth, his tongue dancing with hers as he tried to
erase those words from his mind and her lips.
She pulled away, placing trembling hands on his
cheeks. "Jordan, I need you to listen." Her eyes searched his,
looking for his permission to continue. Satisfied with what she saw, she
continued. "That is why I would never let you get too close. I thought you
would hurt less when I was gone. I realize now that it was useless. I'm sorry
now that I wasted so much time. There is nothing anyone can do. I've seen every
kind of specialist there is, and it's inevitable." She ran her hands lovingly
through his short dark hair, trying to find the right words.
"I have a very rare disease that ravages the
heart. The doctors have no clue what caused it, let alone how to fix it. And I
don't want to be in a hospital being poked and prodded. I want to die
peacefully, with no heroics." Tears were streaming down both of their
faces now. "Do you understand everything now?"
"How long," Jordan croaked, his voice
catching in his throat.
"Not long. I'm so sorry for hurting you,
Jordan. I also want to thank you for making these last two years the happiest
of my life." He hugged her to him, kissing the top of her head as he
cried, for her, for himself, and for the loss of his dreams of their future.
"I do want to ask you something, and I will
understand completely if you don't want to." Jordan pulled away enough so
he could look down into her beautiful face. "I want you to stay with me,
until ... I just want to feel your arms around me when I go to sleep at
night."
Jordan kissed the tip of her nose. "I want
that too, baby." He cuddled her against him.
Jordan shook the memory out of his head as he gazed
up at the crucifix on the wall. "Why, dammit? WHY? I never got to love her
the way she deserved to be loved. I never got to show her how much I wanted,
no, NEEDED her. Why did you take her from me?" His voice had risen to a
shout in the empty church as his pain and anger burst forth. "Why,"
he whispered, sliding back down into the pew, sobs ripping through his body.
A low humming noise seeped through his anguished cries.
He slowly turned around and his mouth fell open in amazement. A brilliant light
had filled the back of the church and he could almost make out movement. The
humming grew louder, taking on a sensual tone. As the light began to dim,
Jordan gasped. A feminine form in a long, flowing white gown was swaying to the
music. Her flaming hair shimmered in the glow, crackling and sparkling as if it
was on fire. Jordan was mesmerized. The figure dipped and swayed, arms and
hands moving in rhythm with the music. He was hypnotized by the sheer beauty of
her dance. As his eyes traveled up from her bare feet which occasionally peeked
out from under the wispy gown, to her provocatively undulating hips, he found
himself getting aroused.
As she danced slowly up the aisle, still humming,
the light all but faded, making her fully visible to him. Jordan shook his head
quickly, not believing his eyes. "Jaide? Is that you?"
She rocked and twisted, not answering,
communicating solely with her body. Jordan stepped out of the pew and followed
her up to the front of the church, unable to tear his eyes from her. It was
Jaide. It had to be. But she was dead. She had died in his arms! Yet, here she
was. Dancing suggestively, taunting him with quick glimpses of flesh beneath
the filmy robe.
He gulped as she turned to him and wrapped a leg
over his hip. His hand automatically grasped her thigh, holding her in place.
His other hand slipped behind her, pressing her against him. She continued her
erotic dancing, rolling against his groin as her hands fluttered over his
shoulders, into his hair, down his chest.
Her movements and her light caresses were driving
him wild. His mouth captured hers and their tongues danced along with the
humming she continued even as they kissed. The vibrations in that kiss sent
waves of heat throughout his body. Suddenly, she was gone. Jordan turned around
in circles, dazed. The humming had filled the church, yet she was nowhere to be
seen. As he glanced toward the confessionals he felt the lightest touch on his
hips. He spun around and breathed a sigh of relief. She was here. She ran her
tongue lightly across her lips. Her hands ran up through her fiery hair, then
down her neck and over her breasts. His eyes followed their descent as they
skimmed her slender waist and trailed over her hipbones.
As she ran her hands back up her body, Jordan
noticed that her gown was also rising. She slipped it over her head and let it
fall noiselessly to the floor, revealing her nakedness. The humming had again
grown louder, taking on a throbbing undertone that echoed his rapidly
increasing heartbeat.
She invited him with her eyes, tempted him with her
seductive dance. Jordan's breath caught in his throat as she reached for him.
Without a word, she instructed him to remove his clothes. He quickly shed his
pants and shirt, forgetting where he was. All he wanted was to make love to
her. He didn't care where or how, but he was going to finally have her.
She led him up to the front of the church and sank
to her knees before the altar. Holding a hand out to him, she drew him down in
front of her. His hands caressed her silky skin, as her mouth devoured his neck
and chest. He could smell carnations as she brought every nerve ending in his
body to a frenzied peak. Her favorite flower, he thought.
He gasped as she slid down his body, her mouth
encircling his throbbing erection. Her tongue traced his swollen head and her
teeth gently scraped down his shaft as her hands stroked his balls. He moaned
at the sensations she was causing. She seemed to have a million hands and a
hundred mouths as she licked, touched and rubbed him everywhere.
She placed her hands on his shoulders and lowered
him onto his back. His fingers gently grasped her hips as she straddled him. He
guided her over his face, wanting to savor her taste. Her hands tangled in his
hair as he plunged his tongue inside of her, probing and licking her core. Her
hips bucked as he sucked on her engorged clit, nibbling lightly.
The humming never faded, even as sighs of pleasure
rose from her throat. Her cry of pleasure was music to his ears, as he lapped
up her juices. Lifting her slightly, he moved her down his body, moaning as he
felt his dick slide deeply inside of her.
Their movements quickened, as the music continued
swelling and throbbing around them. She rode him to the beat, throwing her head
back as she came. Jordan couldn't tear his eyes from her as he continued
thrusting. He felt his climax begin and he grabbed her hips, pulling her
tightly against him as he felt himself explode inside of her. As the throbbing
of the music slowed, his shivers began to subside. His eyelids drooped as he
felt her move off of him. Unable to protest, his eyes closed.
"Remember, I'll always be with you,
Jordan," she whispered into his ear before kissing him lightly on the
forehead. "You have much to live for." She stood and turned towards
the altar. Raising her arms above her head, she glanced back at him lying there
just once before a swarm of light beams enveloped her. The lights flashed and
she was gone.
Jordan slowly opened his eyes and looked quickly
around. People were slowly filing into the church, some lighting candles,
others kneeling in pews, praying. He gasped, glancing down at himself. He was
fully clothed and sitting in the pew once again.
"There is no way I dreamt that," he
mumbled, rubbing his forehead. He dropped his hand to the seat, searching for
something he had brought with him. His fingers closed over a flower, a white
carnation. He lifted it to his lips and smiled. His gun was gone. "I don't
know who sent you back to me, if only for a moment in time, but I thank
them." Jordan slowly stood and walked out of the church, glancing once
over his shoulder and saw a candle flare up then wink out. "I'll never
forget you either, Jaide."
The End
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