Cold

Chapter: 05

POV: Zayla

Ivor stood there holding a bag of choped off wood on his back. Snow was covering his head and all over the rest of his clothes. Ivor walked towards me making me crowl backwards only using one leg and my amrs. He dropped the chopped wood bag next to the fireplace. His face didnt seem disappointed or angry at all, just the same stern hard face.

He picked up the cracked frame of the women that I have dropped. Ivor placed the frame photo back on top of the fireplace. Looking down at me he finally spoke. "Didn't I tell you to stay." Pointing to the couch.

"I-I'm s-sorry I-I d-didn't-" Ivor holds his hand up to me, stopping me from finishing. He leaned down to help me up and walked me to the couch.

"I will be back." Ivor walked down the hall into the bedroom.

Only 10 min later he came out in a long sleeve fitted grey shirt and and sweatpants. Ivor flopped down on the couch next to me, I noticed he was holding a book as well. He opened it. I looked down at it and found out it was a photo album. Ivor flipped to a page where it showed the same picture of the women. She had her hand on her swollen belly smilling down at it.

"Is that. . . Wife?" He turned his head to look at me and nodded. "If you don't mind me asking, but. . What happened to her?"

Ivor took an moment to to answer." Роза, my world. We built this house together. We wanted family. . .together." he took a pause. "Роза, fell sick. Day before. .birth. When baby came. . .she dead after birth. Only moments later my son as well." I felt a tear fall down my cheek.

Ivor just sat there quiet staring at the low fire from the fireplace. "I'm so sorry." I whispered out not noticing that I am now closer to Ivor looking into his eyes.

"Its been 25 years. .since." Ivor been living by himself for so long. He stared into my eyes as well, you can tell so much emtions going through him. Ivor then abrutly gotten up placeing the photo album on the couch. "I must prepare for tonight."

As Ivor made his way to the sack of woods and placing some in the fire, I decided to look more at the photos. It was sorta weird seeing a much younger and happy Ivor than the one I see now.

One photo showed Ivor's wife standing in by a crib. Is a nursery room for his child? If so, where is the room? I turned my head to the left to look down the hall to see a third door. I could only see two doors and a booksehlf all the way at the end of the hall.

"Wash?" Ivor said suddly, standing un unfront of the fireplace turned towrds me. I gave him a confuses look. Is he asking if I want a bath? Now that I think about it I am still in my torn up and dirty clothing. Nodding my head yes, Ivor walked into a door across from the bedroom. Im guessing the bathroom.

From where I was sitting I could hear water running. Mintues later Ivor came bavk to me. "The water warm, will bring you." He then helped me up with me holding on to him. We made it to the bathroom, Ivor placed me on the toilet seat. I sat there silent thinking of how im going to take my clothes off with my hurt leg. "I can help."

Help me? Taking off my clothes? Yeah no way. "N-no thanks Ivor I can mange." I then tried to stand up by myself and put some weight on to my hurt leg. Pain shot up the rest of my legs makeing me trip and fall. Ivor quickly caught me as I was almost about to go head first into the tube.

When he sat mw back down on the toilet seat. Ivor looked back down at me raiseing a eyebrow. "Okay, okay i might need your help." I mummbled out the last part. "BUT, only helping take off my pants." He only nodded and procced to get on one knee in front of me.

Ivor grabbed the waist of my pants slowly pulled it down my thigh. Could he go any slower? His fingertips was brushing my thigh causing goosebumps to form. When he got to my broke leg Ivor made sure to be as careful as possible as to not cause me pain, which I was gratefull for.

"Alright Ivor thats enou-"

"Your undies." Ivor said interrupting me.

"I can handle it-" Him not listening to me procceded anyway to hook his finger around the waist of my panties. "No Ivor thi-"

"Shhhh" He said husing me. I guess I was right he can go slower, makeing me uncomfortable at the slowness. It was almost like he was taking it all in.

When Ivor finally pulled my panties all the way off he grabbed my ripped pants and panties, walked out the door closing it behind him. I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding. That was intense.

I went ahead and took off my shirt and bra. Then I slowly stood my self on one leg hopping over to the steamy tube. Sitting on the edge of the tube then slowly sliding myself inside. Promping my injured leg on the edge to pill off the now wet bandges.

POV: Ivor

In the kitchen fixing Роза favorite meal for stormy cold nights like these. I felt small cold fingers rub up my back towards the front of my chest.
(Ivor is speaking russian but imma put it in english)
"What are you doing up, Роза? You should be resting." Rose places her hand on my cheek while the other holding her stomach. She walked into my view and I smiled big at seeing her.

"I'm not tired, Ivor. I can still get up and walk around." We both making perfect eye contact. Rose didn't age a bit; she has. Just as young as I met her.

"You know the baby is coming soon, please get some rest for me and I will bring you your food." I leaned down to give her a lingering kiss, until Rose broke it.

"Alright I will be waiting." Rose walked off down the hall way. I knew she wasn't there, but I couldn't help making my way into the bedroom. Opening thw coldness hit me, but im used to it. Looking around it was completelly empty. No ones here.

Leaving the bedroom closing the door behind me, i noticed I didn't full close the bathroom door. Walking up closer to it and peaking through the I could see Роза- I mean Zayla. She was cupping the water into her hands and letting it fall onto her face.

Zayla started reprostioning herself in the tub, giving me to peak at more of her body.

"ой , Роза, я скучал по тебе ". I must have spoken to loudly making Zayla stop her movemnets and slowly turn her head to the door. Quicky moving my head from any sight of her and going into the livingroom to finish our dinner.

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