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I'm okay... conditionally

4-Bright and Early

He stared at me from across the huge room. This huge, open space was covered in windows. Big windows, the size of doors lined up next to one another. The long, pale champagne colored curtains blew wildly through the room but I couldn't feel a breeze.
He smiled a bit.
•••
I woke up on my bed, covered in sweat. That was a strange dream but, pleasant all the same. He was curled up next to me, no wonder I dreamt about him.
I shook his little body to wake him. He stirred a bit then yawned.
"Did we, ya know?" He asked.
"Oh, God no!" I said, quickly.
"I wouldn't have minded. I think you're cute." He smirked and I looked from side to side. Okay, this is awkward. I suck at flirting.
"Aw, honey, don't get shy on me now. I thought you'd get off on my vulnerability, I was all fucked up last night. I thought you'd wanna take advantage of me, fuck me while I cried. I'd beg you to stop and you-you'd keep going, you'd shush me and tell me I want it, I'm just being difficult." He never broke eye contact with me once.
I was hyperventilating, his sudden change of demeanor actually made me start panicking. I felt overwhelmed.
"Are you okay?" He seemed to notice my distress.
"Yes. I'm okay." I said, my chest still moving up and down swiftly.
"I didn't know it bothered you." As much as it did bother me, it turned me on just as much.
I turned and hopped out of bed without another word. I was still in all of my clothes. The bathroom light was on, it's yellowy illumination spilling out gently into the bedroom. I stood in the threshold, peeked over my shoulder. He wasn't staring. This disappointed me.
Once I was in the bathroom, with the door shut, I began to follow my morning routine.
Shower
Brush teeth
Plan outfit
Get dressed

Soon, I was dressed, clean, and ready to do absolutely nothing for the entire day, as usual.
I'd forgotten that Frank existed until I heard the words "I'm bored" and something along the lines of "feed me". I'm guessing I have quite the day ahead of me.
"Shower, towels are in the cabinet. I'll make some waffles." I started walking down the stairs.
"What's your favorite kind of syrup?" I asked with my back turned toward the room.
"Strawberry!" He said, raising his voice a bit so he would be heard over the shower.
I ran down the rest of the stairs. Once in the kitchen, I stopped and smiled a little.
I haven't felt so energetic in a while, it's nice

Notes

Sorry about the absence, can't say I'll be back to posting everyday. I do promise I won't abandon this, or any other story I've written. I strongly believe in that part of TFIOS when Gus tells Hazel that by not completing the book, the author breaks the unwritten contract between read and writer.

Comments

@Poison Bullet
;)

far-from-lonely far-from-lonely
2/18/16

@Electric Siren
!!!thank you I will :) !!!

far-from-lonely far-from-lonely
2/18/16

Damn, this makes me love Beyoncé

Lilyisascarf Lilyisascarf
2/8/16

Keep with it please!

@Do or Die
I know, man. I'm on break so I'll definately get to it.

far-from-lonely far-from-lonely
4/13/15