Drella Now

I looked at my canvas and tilted my head to the side. I had the face shape perfect and all of the basics. I just couldn't get the reflection in the eyes right. It was so difficult. Everything had to be precise. There were almost two pieces here. My self portrait - very basic and adolescent - but also scene in my eyes. It wasn't just a self portrait though. It was of me in high school in SD, where I was at my happiest. And what was in my eyes? The thing that made me the happiest. Not that they know. I could hear Vic standing at my doorway. I ignored him and felt him enter. My fingers were moving over the canvas, getting it just right. He sat down on my bed and watched me while I worked. "Is this you?" Vic asked.
"It will be," I nodded.
"You've really got it down. What's up with your eyes though?"
"It's a reflection," I explained.
"Of what?"
"You," I smiled a little.
"Why me?!" Vic exclaimed.
"Because you make me happy," I explained easily.
"I feel like I don't know what's going on inside your head anymore, Ella,"
"Well, you don't," I reasoned.
"You don't talk to me as much,"
"I'm sorry," I sighed.
"You just confuse me. Do you want me or do you want Shane? You can't just go from one to the other,"
"Vic," I muttered.
"I'm sorry, I don't know why I brought it up again," Vic rushed and stood up. He walked away but I followed him. Vic hurried into his room and I grabbed his arm.
"Stop," I told him. "Please,"
"What?" he mumbled. Vic sat back down on the bed and looked at the floor.
"Don't," I tried. "When you look down it makes me think of the scared kid who used to hurt himself because of all the bullshit that was forced on him,"
"I wish I could just have you back, Drella," Vic said and put his head in his hands. I bit my lip and watched him. He was almost crying, he might be crying now. "I want the bubbly, beautiful, talented girl that I fell in love with. I want her back now,"
"I'm sorry," I told him. "I'm trying so hard to be her again,"
"There's nothing else I can do, Ella. I've given you art and I've given you me. I can't do anything else,"
"I don't need anymore," I rushed.
"You obviously do. I've told you I love you how many times? But it still isn't enough for you to choose me over him. That asshole who slaughtered you,"
"I don't know what to do, I told you," I said, watching him. "I think I know who I want. But what do I do about the other person, Vic? How do I tell them it would never happen?"
"Just tell them. They'll deal with it. They won't do anything stupid or hurt themselves,"
"How do you know?" I asked quickly.
"Ella," he sighed.
"You don't know him," I said desperately and Vic looked up. I took in a deep breath and Vic put his head back in his hands. I couldn't see him like this. He looked so broken again. I went over to the bed and kneeled on it, next to him. I wrapped my arms around him and rested my chin on top of his head. I took his hat off and pressed my lips softly to his head. Vic leant against me and pressed himself close to me. "That's the sad thing," I breathed into his hair. "I was never not going to love you. But how do I tell him I can't be with him, let alone marry him. How can you break someone like that?"
"You did it to me,"
"And look what happened when I did," I laughed. "You got everything,"
"I didn't get you. I wanted you,"
"You have me now,"
"I don't," Vic frowned.
"I don't even know what to say to you. And what I can do to make you get it,"
"Ella, I never had you. Not ever,"
"You're so fucking stupid," I growled quietly. "Tell me you love me,"
"I love you," Vic said immediately.
"I love you too you fucking idiot," I replied easily. "Get that through your thick skull. I'm in love with you,"
"Is that why you kissed me?" he frowned.
"Finally, he's getting it," I teased.
"You love me?" Vic asked again.
"Yes," I sighed.
"And you want to be with me?"
"Yes. I need you more than I need oxygen, you dick,"
"Stop swearing,"
"Is that all you're concerned about?" I muttered.
Then Vic put his head up to look at me. He tucked some hair behind my ear and leant in. I let him kiss me and started to kiss back. My hands went in his hair and Vic's were at my waist. He pulled me close to him and I moved to straddle his lap, never breaking the kiss. This was it. I didn't know what really, but I knew this was it. He moved to kiss up and down my jaw, going to my neck and collarbone.
"You've got better at this," I breathed.
"Really?" Vic grinned smugly back at me.
"Shut up," I smiled back. Then he bit down on my neck a little. I moaned and pushed myself to sit up. Vic looked at me with wide eyes, watching me. I pulled my top up over my head. Then I pushed Vic down onto my bed. He grinned at me and I climbed on top of him, so I was hovering over him. I unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off of him. Then my lips went to his mouth, going to his neck and finally his collar bones. I trailed kisses along them and started to brush my teeth and tongue over. Until I finally bit down lightly and then harder and harder.
"Shit," Vic moaned and sighed happily. He tangled his fingers in my hair as I kissed down his chest to the waist line of his jeans. Then I tugged at his jeans and boxers. Vic helped me and kicked his clothes off. I looked down at him and then started to kiss his thighs. Vic moaned and I chuckled before I took him in my hand. I started to kiss him gently up and down until I kissed his head. Then I opened my mouth. I wrapped my lips around him as I used my hand. Vic started to move and so did I. My head was bobbing up and down and my nose was brushing his groin again and again. I heard him whisper things under his breath as he gripped my hair. He came into my mouth and I swallowed.
When he'd finished I sat up. Vic smiled at me happily between breaths and I grinned. He sat up to take my bra off. He threw it on the floor and took my boobs into his hands, kissing all over my chest. Vic flipped us over so he was on the top. Then he helped me out of my jeans and underwear. I kicked them off and Vic reached for a condom from his draw. I watched him roll it on and lay back.Then Vic guided himself into me. I grabbed at his shoulders and heard Vic moan. He was moving now, supporting his weight with his hands.
"Fuck," I bit down on my lip. "God, Vic," I breathed out roughly. I was leaving marks into his shoulders, pulling at his hair, but I couldn't help it. This was it for me, I was home.

Notes

Hey! A lovely nice, fluffy, cute, smutty, Drellic chapter for you all. Hopefully, you'll be happy now ;) What did you think? Are they together now? Will Drella tell Shane? How? What about the wedding? Do they really love one another?

Also some of you have been messaging me lately, which I love. It can be about anything. According to some of you you think I'm a good writer (I'm not seriously!) but if you want to work with me on any writing projects like collabs or would like any advice or help with your stories you can message me. I'm not trying to sound arrogant or anything, because I don't think my writing is as great as you all make out. But I do love to help people and a few people have been requesting it. And I care about all of you :)

Edit - Hey! I added a little more smut - just a little. I don't want this to be dirty but reading it back it sounded like Vic was a bit rubbish in bed. What do you think? Any questions please ask! :)