EZRA
As coming back to the apartment, Rachel walks to the bathroom with colorful footprints behind her. I follow the prints without noticing her feet are so tiny, but I would do anything like a walk on eggshells for her to make sure she's happy.
"Baby?" I knocked on the bathroom, luckily she didn't lock it and opened it, "Yeah?" she answered with her blue fuzzy bathrobe. Rachel looks so fucking cute looking all comfy; I don't answer her, put her over my shoulder as turn on the shower, "Get your painted ass in here," I point at the shower as pressing my forehead against her, "Don't tempt me to wash you myself," As much she tries to hold it in, she begins to laugh, "Ohh you are so tough, not," she jokes with pinching my cheeks until I spin us around, undoing her robe as pushing us into the shower with one hand on both of her wrists and the other hand turning on the shower, "I'm stronger than you think, so watch out," I warn her again.
We were done with showering a while later, even though the hot water was entirely out, but it was so worth it. I walk to the living room with Rachel flipping through channels, sit next to her as still only wearing a towel around my waist, "You left the shower before we got to—" I try to speak.
"Don't finish the sentence!" she screams out without looking at me and eyes forcing on the tv with a stupid reality show on. I can tell something, place my hand over hers, "What's wrong? And don't say nothing because I know you," I tell her with a demanding voice, but she looks at me with turning on the tv louder that I can't even hear my own voice, so I get up and pull out the electrical tv cord so hard that sparks come out a little.
"What do you mean? It's nothing, Ezra," she lies; I can tell from not looking at me straight in the eyes and trying to grab the cord, "You have been completely silent since the painting was done. Did you not like doing it?" I wonder, put the cable back in the outlet and hold on to my towel before it falls; Rachel crosses her arms, sits down on the couch, "Come here," she tells me.
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Two Worlds Crossed
RomanceRachel's life has always been perfect but almost too perfect from family to everything. She desires the feeling of being loved with her books with her controlling mother not approving anything. When Rachel get forced in to sit next to cruel, all ink...
