Three masked men

Confessions.

Slowly i open my left eye and then my right finally waking up from the long night of a deep sleep. Lifting my head up and looking around i see that im laying in her arms and shes still sound to sleep in her bed. My mind was wondering if one of the three men have gone to my house and realized i'm not there, my body shuttered from what they might have done to my appartment if they went in and realized im gone. Would they trash my house out of there furious rage? Would they try and find me? Will they wait for me? My mind was overflowing with questions. I shook my head in disgust and fear, my eyes were burning from crying so much in the past few days. All i wanted to do was feel happy again for once. I wondered where my happiness actually went, why did all this shit have to happen to me? Did i turly deserve this pain and fear? All i wished for was for the men to leave me alone.

I look up at her face one last time and smile. Moving my body to the edge of the bed to get off and maybe make breakfast for both of us. I lifted her arm from my side and slid out from under her small arm, gently i put her arm back onto the bed. When i finally got out of the bed i walked to the door, dizzy from still being half asleep and looked back behind me. I see her small body underneath the warm dark blue and white comforter. Her her body moving up and down from her breathing slowly, i smile at how cute she was and walked down the stairs.

"Siss, Siss!" As the oils hissed at me when i put the cool bacon onto the steaming hot pan. Looking around i go to the fridge and grab orange juice and some eggs for me to cook up for breakfast, hopefully making her smile and show thanks for letting me stay here. "Siss, siss!" Goes the bacon while i flip it in the pan. I could smell the bacons aroma filling the room, it starts to become stronger as the bacon cooks longer. I take a deep breath in and exhale out, remembering all the memories of when i was a child again. Remembering when i would sleep over my grandparents house and they would cook the same exactly breakfast for me. I would bolt to the kitchen, racing my cousins down the stairs to get the most bacon. It felt like just yesterday that i was racing down the stairs with them and staying over my grandparents house. I missed them, I was always close to them they would watch me when i was younger and i would stay at the house whenever i was getting sick of my parents. There house was like a safe house. I sighed, wishing i could go there now, when i felt the most fear and pain.

While i was in a deep train of thought I felt small hands go around my hips to my abdomen and kiss my cheek. Blushing i turn around and see Yasenia there. I grab her hips and bring her close to me, looking deep into her eyes i start to say something but she shuts me right up with a soft kiss. When i broke the kiss i blushed and tilted my head to the side bowing it, being shy. She smiles at me and gives me a large hug.

"Damn, what smells so good?" As shes moving towards the stove looking around the counter like a curious child. I smile and move behind her holding her waist and whipser into her ear "our breakfast beautiful. His is how i want to repay you for taking me in when i needed you, and when i needed someone to talk to about whats happened. I had to do something to show my thanks of letting me stay here" I say while blushing. She blushes and moves her head towards mine and explains while giggling "you're welcome hun. Its how i am, you mean so much to me, even though we just started seeing each other. But I've always liked you, well," as she pauses and turns her head away from mine being timid, "I've always loved you, ever since i was little. You are so sweet, protective, and handsome. I've always had feelings for you." I blushed while saying "well I have a confession too, I have always loved you, I always had a little crush on you but i never did anything about it, I was just to scared." While we were confessing these large secrets our bacon was starting to slightly smoke. My focus went onto the light gray smoke rising, whispering under my breath "dammit, fuckin bacon!" Gently letting go of her and shutting the stove off and moving the pan to an open burner. I watched the smoke rise further up to the ceiling till where it faded away. I look back at her ashamed, wanting to show her that i could make her a beautiful breakfast but was making an ass out of myself. She smiled at me and turned around and went to go clean up the house a little more while i was fixing my mess.