Post by Sara Quinn on Jun 17, 2009 6:15:43 GMT -5
Sara pulled the shirt she had chosen over her head quickly, and was turned around to face him again in seconds. She was a little worried about having her back turned to him for to long. He had just tried to rape her after all, and now she was going to go and crawl into bed to cuddle with him!!~ Oh, smart Sara was smart wasn't she?~
She sighed, rubbing her arms as she looked around her room again. The shirt had turned out to be yet another tank top. But the sight of the scar seemed to help, or at least she assumed thats what it was, as he refused to look at it " She was nervous to go to him, but seeing nothing wrong in her room, she stepped over to the bed. Slowly, she crawled in, choosing to be under the covers rather then over.
She instinctively turned her back to him, laying on her side as she fluffed her pillows, pulling her knees up so that she was in her normal comfortable sleeping position. His hand on her shoulder shocked her though, her muscles locking as her body tensed at his touch. She remained frozen for a few seconds, waiting to see what he did next, and when there was nothing, she slowly relaxed.
Ok, if he was going to actually get all cuddly and stuff, then they were going to damn well cuddle. She needed it... Probably just as much as he did. She gently grabbed a hold of his wrist and pulled his arm completely over her, hugging it to her stomach as she shifted so that her back was pressed against up him, cuddling into him. The feeling of having him so close to her, just pretending that nothing had happened, and letting her mind go blank for a little had silent tears falling down her face again. She hoped he couldn't tell as she closed her eyes, willing herself to just sleep it off until tomorrow.
She sighed, rubbing her arms as she looked around her room again. The shirt had turned out to be yet another tank top. But the sight of the scar seemed to help, or at least she assumed thats what it was, as he refused to look at it " She was nervous to go to him, but seeing nothing wrong in her room, she stepped over to the bed. Slowly, she crawled in, choosing to be under the covers rather then over.
She instinctively turned her back to him, laying on her side as she fluffed her pillows, pulling her knees up so that she was in her normal comfortable sleeping position. His hand on her shoulder shocked her though, her muscles locking as her body tensed at his touch. She remained frozen for a few seconds, waiting to see what he did next, and when there was nothing, she slowly relaxed.
Ok, if he was going to actually get all cuddly and stuff, then they were going to damn well cuddle. She needed it... Probably just as much as he did. She gently grabbed a hold of his wrist and pulled his arm completely over her, hugging it to her stomach as she shifted so that her back was pressed against up him, cuddling into him. The feeling of having him so close to her, just pretending that nothing had happened, and letting her mind go blank for a little had silent tears falling down her face again. She hoped he couldn't tell as she closed her eyes, willing herself to just sleep it off until tomorrow.