Lost In Her

SIXTEEN

An arm around me, makes me jolt awake. My heart begins to beat as the bed dips under the weight of another. All of my muscles become stiff in preparation to fight.

"Shh," she says, crawling into the bed behind me.

"Dani?" I ask into the darkness.

"It's just me."

I sigh and lean into her hold. "I thought you said you couldn't stay."

"More like couldn't stay away," she grumbles.

"What time is it?"

"It's only been two hours."

I smile at the thought that she couldn't stand being in the other room.

"Stop smiling Abigail."

"How did you know?" I laugh.

"Because I do, now go to sleep."

"Well I was sleeping just fine before someone decided to invade," I quip.

"I could always leave," she shoots back.

"Yeah right," I joke, flipping to face her on the mattress. "You know," I begin whispering, "you almost knocked me on my ass when I opened the door earlier," I finish trailing off.

"I could tell by the look on your face and that almost knocked me on my ass."

"Whatever," I smile, giving her a playful shove.

She catches my hand, pulling me closer into her. "It turned me on so much," she coos, placing my hand on her exposed skin. Her body is searing against my cold hand. "It was almost painful watching you trip over yourself."

"How so?"

"The look in your eyes, it was like I was the only thing in the world to you," she begins to move my hand down her body and halts at the waistband of her night shorts.

I blush at her words and can see the desire in her eyes through the darkness.

Our hands dip into her waistband, "And when you blush, like you are now, it makes me so hot that I almost cannot control myself." As she leans into kiss me, she pushes my hand into her. She cries out into the crook of my neck and my whole body sears to life. "Abby," she breaths, when I start to make small movements against her.

There is something so sensual about this moment that within the minute she is calling out my name in primal desire, shaking into my palm. Dani's heavy breathing fills the silence; I revel in the sound of listening to her heart rate decrease. I wait for her breathing to slow before resting my hand on her hip.

"God, Abigail," she whispers.

"So tell me Danielle, what were you doing at the bar the night we met?"

I can feel her breath quicken. "My girlfriend of three years just left me."

"Oh," my own breath begins to quicken. "So I was a rebound?" I lift my hand from her and fold my arms across myself, sick.

"What? Like you were there for anything else but another name in your damn notebook!" she yells.

I scoot across the bed and sit upright to face her. "Don't you dare bring that up!"

"Why not? It's not like if you hadn't come stumbling into that damn bar again you would've ever called me!"

"So what? I was just a rebound to you anyway, why would you fucking care if I called you?" I yell back.

She stares at me in disbelief. "If you were just a rebound do you honestly think that you'd be here right now?"

"You just pity me because you know that if I wasn't here my stepfather would be trying to rape me right now!" The angry tears start to stream down my face; I get out of the bed and pace along the end.

Dani doesn't say anything back. All she does is lay there in silence watching me. Before another second passes I walk out the bedroom door without a glance back.

*Dani's POV*

Her words cut deep into me and have me stunned to silence. I am so inside my own head that I didn't notice she has left before it is too late. By the time I can run down the steps and out the lobby, the street is barren and lifeless.

My head pounds at the thought of what Abby is doing right now. I can't help but think that she has gone back to Collin's to find another hook up. Sulking, I trudge back up the stairs to my floor. I don't know why I snapped at her like that and know I am responsible for the tears she shed. It was such a perfect moment and I ruined it.

Shuffling into the apartment, I cannot even make it back to the bedroom, but instead fall onto the couch and take several deep breaths in an attempt not to cry. I cannot believe I just let her walk away like that without a word. What she said made me doubt why I did actually stay by her after the first night.

"Dani?" The voice is so soft that it almost doesn't seem real. "Dani?" it is louder this time. It sounds like Abby but I know she left. It is not until she crouches on the floor in front of me that I know I am not just imagining her.

"I thought you left," I half cry.

"I have nowhere to go remember," she tries to joke but I can hear the pain in her words to know that it is the truth; she really doesn't have anywhere to go.

"Don't leave like that without saying something. I was so worried that you were-" I cut myself off, not wanting to start something else.

"Worried that I was going to pick someone else up?" she finishes for me.

I nod silently.

"You're not that easy to get over," she states flatly. "And I'm totally not dressed for a hookup." She smiles, eliciting one from myself.

"I'm sorry," the words tumble out of my mouth.

"Me too," she whispers. "It was such a perfect moment that I guess I was just afraid."

"I was too."

"Why?" she leans her head on the edge of the cushion and I can tell she is beginning to drift off to sleep.

"Because I think I love you," I whisper back, the living room being filled with her soft snores