A Good Girl.

Part: 21

When I woke up, I felt myself on top of something warmer than the past days, so I slowly opened my eyes only to find that I was practically on top of Natalia. My legs were tangled with hers, my arm was draped across her shoulder and she was holding me so tight, as if she was afraid that I would leave. I tried to shuffle out of our intimate cuddle but the more I moved, the tighter she held on and funny enough she was doing it while she was still asleep. I let out a huff and closed my eyes, and tried to go back to sleep since I wasn't going anywhere any time soon. But she was warm, I couldn't deny that. Even in her shirt and sleeping shorts, I could feel her body heat transfer itself to me. It felt like gentle warmth you get after the wind made you feel a little cold, like the jacket you take when you feel a bit chilly with Spring's welcoming wind. I have never felt like that before, not even with Kacy. When I hugged Kacy, it wasn't as warm as being Natalia's arms like I was at the moment, it wasn't a gentle. It was as if she was being carefully with me, like she remembered and felt that I was next to her that she she held me so softly and firmly at the same time while Kacy just held me. Maybe I was reading too much into that but, I couldn't deny the warm feeling that she gave.

My Nat.

No, no she is not mine. And I don't like her, she's just warm and stuff.

I don't remember myself dosing off, but the left side of the bed was empty and cold. I opened my eyes the moment the bathroom door opened only to be met with Natalia's dripping body, she was so focused on her phone that she couldn't tell I was awake.

My mouth went dry at the sight, it felt like too much but just right at the same time. I could feel my heart beat inside my chest while my eyes followed her as she went to the closet to some clothes. I saw some bruises on her back, they look like they were from a belt, I didn't know that I was moving until I was close enough to trace them. I didn't know what came over me but it was as if my fingers had a mind of their own, I gently traced the bruises and Natalia lightly flinched at the touch. Her skin was warm under cold hands but i could understand, she was basically warming me up while we were in the bed.

"What happened?" I asked with my voice low enough to be a whisper.

"I don't want to talk about it." She said and turned around to face me, I inhaled sharply as the sight of her breast came into view, I felt my neck and my cheeks warm up. I looked up at her to see that she was gaining colour on her face, my gaze shifted from her face down to her body again and I saw more bruises. Purple marks formed on her skin, I traced them with my fingers again, she flinched and then tensed before she relaxed under my touch. The air between us was heated and I could tell that she was just as nervous as I was, it felt too much but just enough, again.

"What happened Natalia?" she looked down at my fingers as they continued to trace the bruises ever so gently.

"I don't want to talk about it, but if you'll excuse me, I'd like to put in some clothes. I think I gave you a long enough show." She said with annoyance before she turned her back on me and started looking for her clothes but I stood there, I couldn't move. It was as if my brain told my body to stay put as my eyes took her in, past the bruises, she was beautiful. Her wet fell just above her shoulders and her milky skin, held the gentle touch of a baby. I could promise that I still felt her beneath my fingertips, the spots where they touched her, my mouth was still dry even as I swallowed harshly. I licked my lips and watched her as she brushed her her to the right with her hand before she continued to look for something to wear even though she had thrown a few clothing on the floor.

It was as if she ignored my existence, she shouldn't and she couldn't. I was the one who was supposed to do that, to pretend like she didn't exist, she did that once and I wouldn't have her do it again. I huffed and went back to bed, this time facing the other way so that I couldn't see her. I heard shuffling before I felt the bed dip on the other side.