FAKE KNOT

What was that?

I was sitting at the counter in the kitchen. Everyone was still asleep. It was 4am. I was bored and sleep never came easily to me. Nightmares plagued my mind. My past didn't leave me alone.

"Should I go for a ride?" I grinned at the mere thought of escaping from my imprisonment or shall I say confinement. All for my safety. As if I didn't know how to fight!

I guess this comes with being a troublemaker. I quietly stood up from the chair I was sitting on. I made my way to the garage. I swear to God if these fools put a alarm.

I opened the door and inwardly cheered as I walked inside where the beauties awaited. Dorthie, my purple coupe car. I opened the door of Dorthie and sat. I put the keys inside and turn the ignition. I pressed the button on my keychain to open the garage. Slowly but surely the garage door moves up.

I exited the garage. "Raven!! Come back here!" Charles shouted, running out the garage. I looked at the rear mirror. I clicked my tongue. I stepped on the breaks. How does he always know?

Before I could step out, he opened the door. I unbuckled my seatbelt. "What we're you going? At 4am?" He asked, his chest rising up and down. I got out and held his hand. "Good morning, how are you? I'm fine." He waited for an answer. "Alright. Alright." I said, giving in. "I was bored so I thought why not go outside." I said, answering his question. He shook his head and grasped my hands. "You should've woken me up. I could've gone with you." He said, looking into my eyes. I looked away. I hate making eye contact. "Charlie. Come here." I said, offering a hug. He accepted it immediately. He hugged me tightly. "Don't worry. I'm not going anywhere." I patted his back.

"I always worry." Charles mumbled in my neck. I sighed. "It's not healthy." I said, running my hand through his hair.

"Come one. Let's go back to bed." I said, pulling away from the hug. He nodded and let go. I held out my hand. "Let's go. Wait, Dorthie." I said, pausing to look at my car by the entrance. "Smith will take care of it. Let's go to bed." He said, pulling on my hand.

We made it inside the house and walked up the stairs. "Leave me alone." Someone shouted. I stopped mid step. Who the fuck?

"Shit." Charles thought to himself. He tugged on my hand. "Did you hear that?" I said, turning to look behind me. "No. It's time to sleep. Come on." He said, leading me to my room.

Hmmm. I'm not convinced but I'll find out sooner or later. We stood in front of my room. "Aright, I've arrived at my room. You may leave." I said, playfully waving him off. 

He leaned on the door and said, "Hmm... are you sure?" I grinned and bit my lip. "Hmm..Mr. Red. I don't think my husband would want you in my room." I said, teasing him.

He looked down at her lips. The things I would do to those lips. "Your husband, huh. Mhmm, good thing I'm your husband then, huh." He said, leaning down to steal a kiss.

I smiled, my dimples popping out. This is a fake marriage, but who said I can't have fun. I let him kiss me. He groaned into the kiss as if he was waiting for it his whole life.

I wrapped my arm around his neck and grasped his hair. I sighed into mouth. I moved back into my room. He continued to kiss me. I unwrapped my arm from his neck and licked my lips, shaking my head. "Uhh..uhhh. We can't do this."

He grasped my cheek in his and said, "We can't. Who says we can't. Huh..come here." He pulled me from my waist. I immediately blushed. I looked away from him. "I'll stop because your consent is more important than anything. But know this, you can always... I mean always at whatever time...anywhere..come to me." He let go of my waist. I was breathing heavily. I looked up at him and shook my head. Must be the sleep affecting me. "We can cuddle." I said, climbing up on my bed.

He looked at her. I have to make her mine. He followed her into her bed. I faded away from him. If I face him, I can't say, I won't give in. He hugged her from behind and rested his head in her neck. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her into him. Yup, this is what I want to wake up to.

I nearly squealed and said, "Okay, professional cuddler." He kissed my neck and said, "Go to sleep. The sun is out, and you need to sleep." I pouted. Sleeping is hard. I closed my eyes and without thinking, I'm grinded my butt back into Charles. His grip on me tightens. "Love, if you keep that up, I can't promise to keep my hands to myself. I'll try but ugh, it feels too good." My face went red. "Sorry. I'll behave." I said, moving forward. He hummed.

I closed my eyes and after what felt like hours fell asleep.