You Deserve So Much More

[axeslade]

All right, I have now finished the second installment of my Curt/Mandy, which looks to be a trilogy now and was started Goddess-knows how long ago. I'll post the first one (a 1/1) in this post, and the second one (3/3) in a couple minutes in one big post. The entire thing is dedicated to the lovely spacequeen, who was my inspiration for writing this and my Curt/Arthur.



Disclaimer: Not mine. I was just looking at my image for the Curt/Mandy fanlisting and decided to try once more to do a C/M. Probably AU to some degree

Title: You Deserve So Much More
Rating: R
Reasons: Some sexual content/refrence to spousal abuse
Genres: Romance
Feedback: axebichick@yahoo.com

~It's not the wind that cracked your shoulder and threw you to the ground. Who's that that makes you so afraid you're shakin' to the bone. And I don't understand, you deserve so much more than this. So don't tell me why he's never been good to you. Don't tell me why he's never been there for you. Don't you know that why is simply not good enough? Ohh, so just let me try and I will be good to you. Just let me try and I will be there for you. I'll show you why you're so much more than good enough ~-Sarah McLachlan 'Good Enough'

Curt blinked his eyes open, glancing at the clock. Three in the fucking morning. Why was he awake? No nightmares that he could recall, no pain..
"Curt?"
Someone knocking at the door, saying his name. He stood up, stumbling out of the dirty hotel bed in a pair of tattered boxers. Who the hell would be coming over at this time?
"Curt, you there?" a woman's voice. Crying. Mandy. He opened the door, immediatly sobering up when he saw her. Wrapped in an old fur coat, her normally luminous blonde waves tangled and stuck to her face. Eyes red and a bruise on her cheek. He stepped back slightly, taking her hands.
"What happened?"
"We had a fight" as if that really needed said. She broke down in sobs, barely moving to let him shut the door. He wrapped his arms around her frail figure, walking her towards the bed.
"What set him off this time?" he handed her a box of tissues and she gratefully took a few, wiping her face.
"I told him I wanted a divorce."
"You'd think he'd be pleased."
"Yeah" she laughed softly, sniffing.
"He called me an ungrateful wretch, asked me how I could consider leaving after he's given me so much. And then he he hit me."
"That's not all he did, is it?" he took her hands, gently massaging her fingers. She shook her head.
"Of course not. You know Brian. Had to make sure his message was understood. I probably left a trail of blood from the house to here."
"You walked the whole way?"
"No money for a cab."
"Jesus Christ Mandy..." he groaned, shaking his head. He put his arms around her, helping her up.
"C'mon."
"What?"
"We're going to get you cleaned up" he took her hand, leading her to the dingy bathroom. He turned on the shower, stripping off his underwear. He looked up, seeing Mandy's slight smile. He laughed.
"What?"
"Nothing. Just....I can see why Brian chose you."
"Oh Mandy..." he shook his head, pulling her close, gently taking off her clothes.
"He didn't choose either of us. He used us for what he wanted and then threw us away."
"Yeah, I guess you're right. But at least he kept you longer" she said mournfully. Curt sighed, cradling her against his chest.
"C'mon. Don't let him get to you, okay?" he delicately ran a hand down her stomach, shivering at the bite marks and bruises on her breasts and the blood dappling her thighs. He grabbed her hand, brushing his finger over a long nail, and gently helped her into the shower.
Mandy shivered as the hot water touched her stinging skin, whimpering softly as the heat grew when Curt touched her, running soapy hands along her neck and chest.
"You okay?"
"Yeah. Just been awhile since I've been with a guy this...tender."
Curt smiled sadly, wrapping a long arm across her back to pull her to his chest. He buried his face in her neck, inhaling the scent of skin and water. God, how could Brian have given her up so readily, much less rape and beat her senseless on a regular basis?
Mandy closed her eyes, dropping her head as Curt started kissing her. It felt so good to have someone touch her like this who wasn't trying to get something, was just trying to make her feel better and forget everything. She slid her hands up and down his back, finding strange comfort in his strength. A moan escaped her lips as he moved over and down, first kissing her face and lips, embracing her lips and tongue passionately for several moments before moving down to her breasts. He delicately ran his tongue between them, tenderly rubbing his fingers against her nipples. Then he suddenly pulled away, taking her hands and staring into her eyes.
"I'm sorry Mandy, I shouldn't have...not with you like this..."
"It's okay. It's helped" she smiled, kissing his lips. His eyes sparkled and he turned the water off, helping her out of the shower. He draped a towel around her, falling with her onto the bed several moments later. He sighed when he felt her warm face against his chest, her hair brushing his face.
"Feeling better?"
"Yeah" she snuggled next to him. She wasn't quite sure what had just happened. She'd come to him for comfort for no other reason than that he hated Brian just as much as her, and had gotten much more than tissues and sympathy. But whatever they had now, she liked it.
"Good night Curt."
Curt smiled, running his fingers through her hair. Who'd of thought that the wife of his former lover, the spouse of his supposed true love, would steal his heart so quickly?
"'Night Mand."

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