Me in his arms is all I need to help forget about the horrors of World War Two. Horrors I helped commit. I try my best not to think about it, and focus on how his arms feel around me. Im so glad to be back. To be in his arms. To have him holding me. That you wouldn't understand how much I want to stay like this forever. I can tell that he's sleeping. It's something you tend to pick up when you live close corters with a bunch of people for a while. I gently place my hands on his chest carful not to wake him, and then I go to sleep. The usual nightmares I've been having don't greet me. Something about being in his arms i guess. Instead I have a type of dream I've never had before. It's a sex dream with nine. He's gently running his hand down my naked body. Causing me to shiver. I don't understand why I'm not sharing dreams with anyone not like I'm complaining or anything. I wake up due to nine shaking me. "Are you ok? I heard you muttering my name." This boy I swear. If only he knew.
"I was just dreaming about you." My voice sounds very sleepy.
"Good or bad."
"Good." I nuzzle my head closer into his chest. I feel him hold me tighter. If only he knew that I was in the universe that we lost. I was forced to see them die, and then I was beat. Sometimes so bad that I couldn't recognize my reflection in a puddle of my blood. He died in my arms. I can't let this reality get this way. It's already to late for them, maybe for us to. But we have to try. He takes his hand and gently runs it over my hair causing me to melt into him. I feel myself go to sleep. The dream gone, but now I see him dying in my arms again. He was the only one who believed me. Apparently I didn't exist in that universe, but yet he still believed me. I wake up to him holding me tight to his chest. I know he's going to ask. I'm not going to answer. Instead he just holds me and rocks me back and forth. Just like I did last night. I miss basketball. When I calm down he lays me back down, and I find myself telling him everything.
"We aren't going to lose." He says,
I shake my head. "Neun, babe, we already have."
"How do you know German?"
"A friend of the human resistance was German so I learned." I move my head off his chest and onto the pillow so I can look into those eyes that I've missed so much.
"When do you think we should tell four?" He asks,
"Along with the others, or we could always just start being more affectionate and see if he notices."
"I like the second one." He says, kissing my forehead.
"You saw the burns?" I know he did. I felt him lift up my shirt. I also know that he's the one who cleaned me. He doesn't have say it. I can still feel his hands on my skin.
"Yeah."
"It's just acid. Didn't hurt too bad." Now that was a lie. I just need him not to worry.
"Now I know you're lying." I don't amidit it. He wraps his arms around me. "We should get back to sleep. It's 2:00 in the morning." I know he has a point. So I force myself to sleep, and force myself to dream of him. The him in this universe. Not the one i saw die. It works I dream of him. When I wake up he's gone. I begin to panic then I remember that he probably went back to his room. I get up and get dressed. I notice I have a new scar where they stabbed me. I still don't get how I can auto heal. I put on a tank top and shorts that he must have gotten for me at some point. I walk into the living room. BK runs behind me.
'How did you heal so fast?'
"I think she gave me all of her abilities, and this was one of them." I explain to him as I sit down.
'Nine was really worried.'
"I know. Im glad he's ok. I just want to hold him in my arms forever." He jumps up in my lap.
'You love him more than you realize.' I don't respond to that. After a while nine and John wake up. They check the tablet that they apparently plugged in and we get in one of nines cars and head to Mexico. We find the others but five. We go up against ra and lose.
"Why don't we play truth or dare to get to know each other." John suggests. Everyone nods. "Alright, Ava truth or dare."
Me being me I pick. "Dare."
I regret it immediately. A smirk spreads across his face. "I dare you to sit in nines lap." My face gets red. I get up off the spot on the couch I was sitting on and sit in nines lap. He wraps his arms around my waist. And I wrap mine around his neck. He stiffens slightly when I lean my body into his. Then he relaxes.
I can't pay attention to the game because nine keeps whispering dirty things in my ear. "I can feel how wet you are." My face gets redder with those words and I hide it in the crook of his neck.
"Ava truth or dare." John asks,
"Dare." I mutter. I'm such an idiot. I also have no clue when this turned dirty, or if he's just trying to get us to admit we're together.
"Take your pants off the sit in his lap again." I want to crawl in a hole and die. I compile anyway. After sleeping in alleyways for several months this shouldn't bother me, but it does. Everyone looks away. I put my shorts in the floor and then sit in his lap. He puts his arms around me and I put mine around his neck. I just want this to end.
"You're wetter then I thought." Nine whispers. I can't take it anymore. I sit up and press my lips against his. It's strong and passionate. He puts as much force into it as I am. We both pull away breathless. Everyone around us looks shocked. It takes me a second to feel his bulge. He wants me as much as I want him. He picks me up and carries me to his room. Leaving everyone in shock.
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Lorien legacies- underdog
Fiksi PenggemarAva Goode was born with a rare form of cancer and was given up for adoption. She beat the cancer, she was also adopted by the goodes. She's the only girl on the basketball team and is also the best. Ever since she was born she beat the odds. So when...