Short Stack (Lily, Marek)

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Lily

I woke up tangled up in Charlie's arms and legs. She has a unique way of sleeping. She is either clingy or tries to push you out. It is just nice to have her near me. She has become my security blanket, my life line, and the person I can not live without.

Charlie always looks like a hot mess when she wakes up. Her hair is all over and it takes her a long time to wake up fully. I know how to help her out though. Charlie loves coffee, and In the morning I usually go get it for her. This morning was no different.

"Good morning, beautiful." Charlie whispers as she wraps her hands around the mug and smiles to herself as she takes small careful sips. Then she looks up at me with those big multicolored eyes that sparkle and dance. "Thank you my gorgeous angel." She grinned and I felt warmth spread throughout my body.

"Good morning to you too Charlie." I leaned down and kissed the top of her head, but really wanted to taste the coffee on her lips. I pushed the thoughts of kissing Charlie deep down in the back of my head.

"So what shall we do today?" I ask. Charlie instantly frowns and grunts at my question.

"The same thing we do every fucking day now...absolutly fucking nothing!" She says angry and frustrated.

Charlie is dying to get out of this room. She is antsy and cabin fever is starting to really set in. I know she hates being locked up in here. It is better than dealing with 'sir' or the guards. I hope we never see them again. 'Master' may not be ideal but he is kind to us and doesn't hurt us.

"I know this sucks, but Charlie it could be so much worse." I say tucking some of her crazy hair behind her ear. She is so pretty even with crazy hair and crusty drool on the corner of her mouth.

"I know Lily." she says and sighs. I use my thumb to try and wipe the crust away from her mouth and she nuzzles her cheek in my hand. "I just hate this, I hate being helpless, and I fucking hate that I don't know how to get us out of here." She looks so sad and defeated. She should never look like this. She has so much light in her, and it's so hard to see it dim like this.

I wrapped my arms around her and pressed my forehead to hers. I wanted her to feel how much I care for her. I wanted her to know that I was here for her. I know that I am not good at being strong or confident, but for once I wanted to be her strength. She is always mine and it is my turn to be there for her.

It must be working cause I can see a smile start on her lips. We are so close that I can feel the warmth of her lips as they turn up into that beautiful smile. I have to fight the urge to press mine to hers. I know they would be so soft. Even morning breath and coffee would taste sweet from them.

After a moment I chicken out and move away from her. I can't bring myself to even try to kiss her. I want to more than anything, but I don't want to mess up what we have.


                                                                                  Marek

It has been a week since I talked to the girls. My people delivered the clothes, books, a t.v. was installed, I had their bathroom stocked, and made sure the food they were eating was actually edible. It seems we were feeding them the equivalent of a school lunch.

If they had any complaints or anything to say about it no one told me. They didn't bother any of the people who brought the stuff in. They don't shout or mess with the lady who brings them food. I don't have any guards outside their room so I don't know if they ever try anything when no one is around.

They are locked in so they can't get out. That is mostly for their protection. If they get out and start wandering around they could run into my father or one of his men. That would not end well for them. It is just safer this way.

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