to the ::edge:: of all we've ever known
Dec 22, 2012 19:18:42 GMT -5
Post by mcmarti99 on Dec 22, 2012 19:18:42 GMT -5
Two shadows standing by the bedroom door
No, I could not want you more
Than I did right then
As our heads leaned in
The bright light of afternoon descended upon the earth. The shadow of the blinds blocked out some of the light, but some of it seeped through, creating little patterns on the floor. Creaking in the mattress did awake me this morning, and the light from the single window in my bedroom forced my heavy eye-lids open. I did not crawl into bed with Trey last night. It was the first night since I’d moved in with him where I hadn’t waited till the late hours of the night, until I heard dramatic snoring from Trey’s parents in the room next to me, to tip-toe into his bedroom. It was also the first day that we did not get up at the crack of dawn to hide the fact that we’d been sleeping side by side. It was the first morning in almost a month now that Trey’s gentle touch hadn’t made me wish for the cold floor to hit my feet, the sun still asleep. Even after our exhausting day at the pond over a week ago now, I waited for hours before slipping into his bed next to him. His father had started to talk sternly towards us the minute we walked in from our day at the pond, but Trey’s mother, Jody, had merely smiled and looked at his father with a look that meant it was okay. Still though, they waited much longer than usual to fall asleep. And I’d waited out every minute of it, my eyes staring at the dark ceiling, to slide in next to Trey.
Trey had waited too. To see if I was coming to his bedside that night, and his soft words, like a beautiful melody whispered in my ear, had rocked me to sleep. Last night though, I’d fallen asleep completely to my own devices. I hadn’t had to depend on those soft, warm arms to rock me to sleep. And I was so tired. My eyes gave up so easily last night that it scared me, as we’d done almost nothing during the day. Just moped around Trey’s house like we usually did. And his gentle touch hadn’t awoken me today either, and now the bright light of afternoon swept in from the cracks in my blinds. I didn’t feel the need to get out of bed, and I felt no need for the cold floor to hit my feet before the warm embrace of my true love made my body tingle. All I wished to do was lay in bed, and perhaps Trey was fine with that. He hadn’t awoken me yet. I felt partially guilty for not sticking to our usual routine. There were plenty of opportunities to slip into bed with him last night, as my sleep wasn’t a comfortable one. I’d gotten up many times in the night to relieve myself, and more than once, I’d fallen asleep on the commode. But I woke up, and sauntered back to my bedroom, the thought of getting in Trey’s bed never even crossing my mind. Now I wished it had. Because this time that my feet hit the floor, there was no warm embrace to act as an accompaniment. There was no gentle nudge of the shoulder or light kiss on the lips. Even the gentle light seemed harsh to my usual routine.
Again, I had to make a trip to the bathroom. As I washed my hands, I splashed some cool water on my face, hoping it would wake me a little. It was successful at its intended job, and I walked out of the bathroom and into the kitchen. Trey was sitting at the table, his back to me, his fingers drumming impatiently on the tabletop. Jody was in the kitchen, preparing a dish that was unfamiliar to me. She smiled as I crossed the room, still in my pajamas. I was in Trey’s old sweatshirt, as I’d borrowed it yesterday and fallen asleep in it. My pants were the same ones I’d worn on our day at the pond, freshly washed thanks to Jody. She’d insisted on doing every single task for me for the past week, and when I asked her she simply answered by saying she’d never had a daughter. My feet were bare, and my hair was tangled, but I was eager to get to Trey, and after going to the bathroom, I was too anxious to see him to return to my bedroom and fetch some socks. He still didn’t know I’d entered the room, and continued drumming his fingers against the tabletop. I smiled at his back lovingly. He always put me out of irritable moods. His hair was still messy, and I guessed he hadn’t bothered to brush it this morning. His usual plain white tee shirt covered his back, and his usual blue jeans covered his legs. I remember when I’d seen him without either of those things and I flushed red at the thought of that day. The day that started with the first sunrise I’d ever seen. We hadn’t gone back to the pond since that day, as the gazes of his parents had been even more hawk-like since then.
I crossed the room, the drumming of Trey’s fingers getting more impatient. He kept glancing at the clock on the wall opposite to him. I approached quietly, and leaned over his shoulder to twine my fingers with his. His brown eyes met mine, and in an instant, he was standing over me. The sight of his face awakened me more than anything and I brushed a loose strand of his hair from his face. I smiled up at him, my eyes drifting to his lips. Without a moment’s hesitation, I pulled on his neck until his lips met mine. And thus, the daily warmth spread through me. His body moved in closer to mine, and his arms pulled on my back, closing every gap between our bodies. I usually loved it when he did this, when there was no space separating us, but perhaps he was pulling more than he usually did, because a rippling pain shot up my chest. I tried to hold his lips against mine as I took a step back, but he moved with me. The pain increased at his closeness. I slid my hand up his stomach to his chest and gently pushed it back, trying to hold out the kiss, but he stopped, looking at me with confusion and concern. I stared straight at his chest in front of me, not wanting to meet his gaze.
He seemed to be waiting for me to say something. My toes stretched underneath me and I cast a quick glance at Jody before putting my lips to Trey’s ear.
Hold my breath as we're moving in
Taste your lips and feel your skin
When the time comes
Baby don't run
Just Kiss me
Slowly.
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Baby don't run
Just Kiss me
Slowly.
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