I Hate Myself but I Love You

Chapter 49

Carmilla's POV

I look up at Laura's concerned expression. "I know. I'm just trying to figure out what we're going to do. We have a vague idea, but how am I going to get JP and the Dean out of there?"

We spend the next few hours with her dad ironing out some details until I'm satisfied we have a semi-solid plan. By then, Mr. Hollis is slumped in a chair, snoring loudly and the ginger nerd and the puppy are taking up the bed again.

Laura yawns, her eyes drooping. I lead my exhausted girlfriend (it's still hard to believe that she gave me a second chance and is allowing me to call her that) to a mattress on the ground. We covered them all in blankets earlier, which I'm grateful for. Laura flops gracelessly onto it, making me laugh quietly. I grab the blankets and tuck her in. I'm about to go to another mattress for me to sleep on when I notice that Laura's hand is holding my wrist.

"Carm, get back here." She whines adorably, tugging on me gently.

I decide that it's not a good idea to argue with a sleepy Laura and slide into the covers beside her. She hums happily and wraps her arms around me, snuggling as close to me as she can. I swear I can feel my heart melting and I press a kiss to her forehead before falling into a restful sleep.

"Get up, Kitty." I hear a voice say. I grumble out a "no" and nestle further into the covers. "As hilarious as the sight of you being the little spoon is, we have more important matters to attend to. So wake up."

Little spoon? I open my eyes, blinking a few times until I adjust to the light. There's a warm mass behind me and I look down to see that Laura has her arms around me. And I am the little spoon. We must have moved during the night while we were asleep.

Acting like I'm not embarrassed, I glance up at Mattie's unamused face. I notice the smell of cooking eggs and decide that now's as good a time as any to get up and face the music.

I try to get up but Laura just tightens her hold around me and groans. "No, Carm, it's too early. Shh."

I can hear LaF snickering in the background as I make my escape. As much as I'd love to spend the day in her arms, we're in the midst of what's essentially a war and we don't really have time to revel in each other's presence right now. Hopefully, the world won't end and there'll be time for that later.

"What's wrong?"

"Your idiot box started flashing again so I checked it. You have an email from JP." That wakes me up quickly. He knows not to send me anything unless it's an emergency and he can't Skype or risk being heard. "I haven't opened it yet, but it's titled in all capital letters, EVACUATE."

Ooh, I'm almost sorry for that cliffhanger... But at least we get some brief Hollstein cuddles before everything goes to hell! To be honest, this story will probably go smoother than season 3 will... Okay, definitely. The Carmilla writers are brilliant at making everything okay and then very not okay to the point you can feel your heart breaking for the characters.

Anyways, thanks for reading and stay awesome!