I sat on the bed in Craig's and I's bedroom while Craig was downstairs watching TV. He really wanted and know, that I was alright but I pushed him away. I feel terribly guilty but I need some alone time. I had to make sure that he knew I was getting there. I crept downstairs after changing into one of Craig's jumper making it over-sized and me looking cute with shorts hidden by the large jumper.
Once my feet reached the floor, it made a squeak noise from my bunny slippers. I looked at Craig and noticed him laying across the brown leather sofa complimenting the cream carpet. His head was supported by a pillow on the arm of the chair. Though with his body facing the built in wall flat screen TV and not towards me, I didn't know what he was doing.
I walked down the corridor and into the kitchen, to get a bottle of water. Once I did, I went back to making my way to the living room. The TV was showing Happy Feet and I adore that movie. I was jumping about in my head and slowly walked over to Craig. His light snoring were adorable but just wait when its 4 in the morning and you can't sleep with the reason being his snoring. I opened up the thick blanket and laid next to Craig, wrapping his arms around my stomach. I snuggled up in his chest and gently put the blanket back. I looked up at the television, to see the Mumble tap dancing. I find tap dancing quite interesting; the black jeans and plain white top with black glittery suspenders, the bowler hat and the black patent shoes. Mumble didn't look like that but he could tap dance. He stood out.
With me getting more emotional from the story plot, the grip around me got tighter. "Awake now, I see?" I asked. "You mean feel not see. You can't see me but felt that I was awake." He replied. "Shut up." I said normally, knowing that he was right. I felt his chest move up while he chuckled. "Seriously? Happy Feet? I'm going back to sleep" he told me. I made him watch this movie too many times, also a ton of my childhood movies. "You are missing out" I said extending the word 'out'. "Trust me. I'm really not." he answered.
Shark tale had just started. I squealed, moving, happy for this film. My phone vibrated in my pocket. Craig fell asleep and he was a light sleeper and I'm surprised he didn't awaken. I felt my 'Stitch' case in the tight pocket, pulling it out. I opened the text, seeing a text from Annalyse.
ReleasetheLis: How was the court case? Sorry I didn't come, I was looking for a baby hedgehog.
HintheHouse: It didn't have the greatest result. We didn't get back Zia but it was nice if Craig to surprise me. A hedgehog?
ReleasetheLis: Yes, baby one. A miniature hedgehog. I told Corahn to give Carter a bath. Next thing I know, Carter is all muddy because he was making 'mud pies' and he was holding a baby hedgehog. Corahn said yes to keeping it and this morning it poofed.
HintheHouse: Woah but baby animals are the cutest. Okay I'm told that my name sounds like a dick but what happened to yours too?
ReleasetheLis: Well because you have a dirty mind to think that and mine is dope.
HintheHouse: Oh I see but H-rex is dope
ReleasetheLis: No it isn't. I can make a rap
HintheHouse: no thanks
ReleasetheLis: There was a guy who had a dick. E-I-E-I-O
HintheHouse: -.-
ReleasetheLis: and that guy was very fit. E-I-E-I-O
With a wink, wink there
a wink, wink there. Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere. A wink, wink.
HintheHouse: that's great
ReleasetheLis: that guy was very fit. E-I-E-I-Ooo
HintheHouse: Greatest remix ever (y)
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Memories of the Loved (A Prodigy Story)
FanfictionWhen her husband, Craig Crippen, goes on a business trip. All she could do is think of him, especially the memories with him. The first time they met and the rocky beginning they started their marriage. Already drawing her to go remember those memor...