Becoming Harlivy

Chapter 14

I woke up to the sound of whimpering. I felt something next to me trying to move around, realizing that there was an actual person next to me I started to get a flashback of what had happened.

Harley was next to me.

She seemed to be having a nightmare as she kept on whimpering and trying to move away from me.

I turned to look at the clock and saw that it was going to be 3 am. I continued to see Harley fretting in her sleep and I seriously never realized how much I lacked in emotional support. I didn't know what to do.

"Mistah J please I just get scared to sleep alone ...." I felt her body tense.

I felt my blood boil and I began to realize this wasn't just a nightmare but obviously a memory.

Harley kept squirming and tried to push me away and I pushed myself to think of anything to do to make the situation better.

Come on Pamela, you have a Ph.D. in Chemical Botany for fucks sake...

Think of your babies. What do you do for them when they feel distressed?

Ivy internally sighed and felt ridiculous for doing this to a human, however, this wasn't just any human. This was was her daffodil.

Ivy pulled the squirming blonde closer to her and hushed in her ear, "It's okay Harley I'm right here he's not going to get you. It's not real."  While petting the top of her head soothingly.

She kept doing this until Harley slowly became less frightened and soon snored peacefully.

After seeing that she had completely calmed down from her nightmare and I slowly went out of bed to the bathroom.

I washed my face with cold water and held on to the edge of the sink looking into emerald green eyes.

'Why must I feel this way? The natural urge to care for her when she betrayed me, left me for a man, and not just that. She didn't even give me a second thought. Unlike myself, thinking about her ever since that day...so why can't I just let her go?'

I sighed.

It's Harley, just because she is naive doesn't mean she deserves to be treated like that in fact she deserves the world and more. Not some sociopathic clown asshole. She's too perfect to be obsessed with someone like that, with her bright sky blue eyes, golden blonde hair, and her sweet pink lips...

Her mind started trialing off to her pale skin and the way it looked in those black panties and bra...
Ivy shook her head and felt herself blush.

'This woman has me thinking about her when I don't want to.'

I shook my head and opened the door of the bathroom and slipped into bed. Right, when she got under the covers Harley snatched onto her, snuggling herself under her chin.

Ivy felt a warmth in her chest and couldn't repress the small smile and satisfaction she felt from this. She pulled her closer and soon fell asleep.