Endless Conflict

20 | A Midnight Snack

Once Katie and Todd headed home or to Todd's house me and Brent headed up to Brent's room. It's a pretty simple room for an eighteen year old guy, he has his bed, a couch, a desk and a wardrobe and a walk in bathroom. The wardrobe is a walk in one too. He has a few photos here and there but no photos of people I don't know. I see one photo of me, I wonder when he got that one? I'm just happy I don't look to ridiculous in it.

"I'm just gonna get changed, I'll be one minute." Brent says as he picks up his PJ's and heads for his bathroom.

"You could get changed here." I tell him with a devilish smile. He turns to me and I see then he has a smile like mine.

"Only if you help me." He says cheekily and I'm shocked to find myself not arguing with him but walking up to him.

"Anything for you." I say as I pull of his coat and start unbuttoning his top. When I finish with the buttons I pull his top of and I run my finger along his scar before then placing my hands on his chest. I don't think I've ever seen better abs, to be honest I'm jealous. He then shocks me by scooping me up in his arms like a baby and flinging me on his bed.

"Brent!" I squeal. Then I wonder if the walls are sound proof and I hope they are because beside Brent's room is Jared's and Kyle's. He menacingly walks over to the bed and then crawls up on it and then cuddles up beside me with his arms around my waist. He leans forward to me laying his lips to mine. He then trails down my back looking for the zip to my dress and when he does find it he pulls it down ever so slowly.

"Brent, only the dress." I warn him and he listens which is good. We part just to pull the dress over my head. He then looks me up and down and I hear I sigh of pleasure come from his mouth.

"Good grief Georgia, how'd you get so hot?" I take it as a rhetorical question and lean forward to kiss him again which then continues for a while until we cuddle up together and I fall asleep in the man of my dreams arms.

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I was hungry but a) I was to tired to move b) it looked cold from out and under the blankets and c) I only had my under wear on.

You see Id woken up in the middle of the night because I had been having a really bad dream about suffocating. I had woken up to find that Brent was lying on top of me resulting in me being squished like a pancake and suffocated. I had pushed him of pretty roughly but he still hadn't woken up.

I had checked me phone to see that it was midnight and now I was hungry but it looked cold out and I just had my under wear on so you could see my dilemma. Plus, I would probably get lost if I exited Brent's room.

So I was now sitting up on Brent's bed thinking of my way to get food. As I thought I watched a Brent who was snoring soflty. To be honest he looked so cute laying there all innocent and his mouth hanging open only slightly. I think he was drawling, I couldn't help the laugh that escaped my mouth.

Slowly and quietly I climbed out of the bed and heading to Brent's wardrobe. I searched for a T-shirt or something but I settled with a cosy hoodie that reached mid thigh with me.

I then headed across his room heading for the door. Quietly I sneaked out heading dons the hall and them to find some stairs. I shrugged and headed down them and then wandered around for a while still with no luck of finding a kitchen. Instead I found myself in the foyer. Okay.....I'll just retrace last night steps to the dining room and work from there.

Eventually I found myself in the dining room. Comfortable with the familiarity I went searching in each door connecting to the dining room. One exited outside so I quickly closed that and then locked it again because when I opened it it was locked. I don't get why they locked it when they had huge security gates and fences. Another door was a closet which held brooms, mops and buckets, just all that cleaning stuff. Sighing I turned to find one last door.

With my tummy rumbling I opened the door and switched the light on. It was a kitchen! Sucess!

Rushing in I headed over to a fridge and flung it open. Food! Basically any food you could think of was in there but me being me I just grabbed out an apple. I jumped up and sat on the bench as I munched on the apple. To be honest I think it was the best apple I have ever had.

I'm sitting there for about three minutes and now on my second apple when my head turns to the window over the sink. I reckon there's a shadow out their. Jumping from the bench I curiously headed over to the window and peered out. Looking for the shadow I saw at the start I find it. There's a figure out their, either that or a bush that looks a lot like a figure.

My thought that it's a figure is reassured when it moves and I nearly scream when it faces me. It stands there for a minute maybe until it turns and runs.

I slow my breathing as I close the curtains on the window. Scared, no I was freaked out. Who was in their garden? Or maybe I was just freaking out. It could just be some random drunk guy who had stumbled in here by accident. But then again, no one could accidentally stumble in through those big iron gates.

I'm still pondering my thoughts when I turn quickly at a sound behind me. It's just my apple rolling along the ground. I must have dropped it at some stage. Picking it up I walked over to the bin and dropped it in there.

I then turned around and let out a sharp squeal to see a figure behind me.

"Georgia?" Brent questions me as he sleepily walks forward to me. "Are you okay?" He asks me as he wraps his arms around me running a hand down my hair.

"I'm fine." I tell him as I wrap my own arms around me holding him tightly.

"Are you sure, what happened?" He asked me pulling away slightly to look at my face.

"Just a bad dream, that's all." I lied.

"What are you doing out here?" He asks me as I pull away from him and sit back up on the bench. I grab a banana from the fruit bowl beside me and wave it in his face.

"I was hungry." I tell him as I peeled the banana.

"You could have woken me up." He says as he stands in between my legs. I look at him and I can tell that he's tired, he looks like he's hardly awake. Plus, he's yawning every three seconds.

"No I couldn't have, you look tired." I tell him and he yawns again just proving my point.

"I'm not that tired." He tells me but he's obviously lieing.

"Yeah right." I scoff at him as I climb of the bench and head over to the bin chucking my peel in there. I can hear his feet padding along behind me and i feel him wrap his arms around my waist and bury his head in my hair.

"I love you." He whispers as he snuggles in even further to me. I can feel that he's leaning into me and he's heavy. I can also hear his breaths slowing down and, yep, he's getting heavy alright.

"I love you too." I say turning around to face him which jolts him awake a little bit more. Only a tad though. "Cmon, you need to go to bed." I tell him as I pull him along with me. He snakes his arm around my waist as he leans into me giving me a lot of his weight to support.

"Brent your heavy." I tell him and I just feel him nod against me as we start up the stairs.

"Okay." He says obliviously too tired and half asleep to have heard me.

"Can you not lean on me so much." I complain or grumble.

"Okay." He says once again obliviously too tired and doesn't do what I say. He just continues to lean on me as we start down the hall way now. I can't help but notice how eerie this place can be and how dark the hall way was. I guess I didn't notice when I was coming up because I was so hungry.

We reach Brent's room and fling the door open and drag Brent in. He immediately flops down on the bed and I go to join him. Brent's arms wrap around my waist and then I hear him grumble something but I can't catch on to what he's saying.

Before I know it he's took my top of or his top of, the one I was wearing. "You didn't ask to use it." He complains half asleep.