"I know you are..." she said standing up from the chair. He pulled her down on top of him running his fingers through her short hair.
"Arissa...."
"Bruno....how many girls have you had sex with in here?" she asked him.
"2. Carrie and now you." he said running his fingers on her shoulder. She watched him touch her shoulder moving her legs around his waist. He moved her back to face him kissing her again. They threw their clothes on the ground as he moved her on to the couch.
"How did we do this last time?" he asked her looking at her leg and arm which were still out of commission.
"I don't know, but you need to figure it out, B." she said bringing him down on top of her.
"Oh I'll figure it out..." he laughed her kissing her again.
**
By mid May Arissa had her casts off and was on her way to being herself again. She still had to attend physical therapy every other day, leaving early from work those days to ease into her normal routine.
On her way into therapy her phone buzzed. She grabbed it out of her purse to see a text from Bruno.
Happy meet Arissa Anniversary. I love you.
What is he talking about? She thought to herself. She had been so busy with life that she had forgotten it had been a year since they had met. She glanced at the date on her phone. Oh....my...god...I completely forgot.
Bruno....I forgot.
You won't forget after tonight, baby doll.
Oh god. You are so dumb.
**
Arissa pulled her car into their driveway walking slowly (and painfully) into the house. She knew Bruno was home, his car was there, but the lights were off.
"Bruno?" she asked loudly. She didn't hear him answer. She glanced in the bedroom, the office and the guest bedroom not seeing him. "Where are you? This isn't funny. Did someone kidnap you? Brunz?"
She flipped on the light flopping on the couch. "Whatever. I'll just wait for you. Whenever you want to come out I'll be here..." she flipped on the TV putting on CNN.
"Turn off the TV..." he came out grabbing the remote. "You suck at hide and seek." he told her sitting on the corner of the couch.
"Oh well. I found you." she said moving closer to him curling up into his chest. "When do you leave again?" she asked him about his new album knowing their perfect time together was going to end soon.
"June." he told her. "But I don't want to think about that." he said taking her hand intertwining it in his kissing it. "Come eat..." he said moving her to get up.
"What did you cook me?"
"Guess." he replied.
"I don't know..." she thought out loud going into the kitchen looking at the plate. "Bean and cheese tacos?" she asked.
"I made them myself." he smiled quickly grabbing the foil wrappers sitting on the counter. She played along with him taking a bite of the taco with him.
"Mmm. That's so delicious. It's like you're an underpaid undocumented immigrant working at a taqueria."
"Okay...okay...okay. I didn't cook them." he confessed.
"I don't know what you're talking about, Mr. Hernandez." she continued to play dumb.
"Mrs. Hernandez...you are so beautiful." he changed the subject watching her eat the 59 cent taco. "You're also a cheap date."
"It's a perk of marrying me. Buy me cheap tacos and I'll be yours forever." she winked at him. Bruno grabbed her plate which also had Mexican rice on it to wash it.
"I can do that..." she said walking over wrapping her arms around him taking the sponge from his hand. She kissed his ear making him shiver. Holy shit. He thought to himself.
"Come here..." he turned around grabbing the sponge from his hand. He took her hand grabbing a DVD from the counter.
"Redbox?" she asked him. "You have everything..." she told him.
"I don't own Titanic..." he said placing a DVD in the DVD player.
"No! I don't want to watch that!" she whined as the previews started.
"You really think I would have picked Titanic?" he asked her.
"I don't know about you..." she said taking the popcorn bowl from his hand.
"The Sandlot!" she screamed seeing the menu screen.
"Forevveeeer." he said clicking start.
"You want s'more?" she asked him.
"S;more of what?" he asked.
"S'more popcorn..." she started laughing as he dug his hand into the popcorn bowl.
"Yeah. I want s'more of that and s'more of this..." he said kissing her over the bowl.
"Bruno! This is my favorite movie...we have to at least get through the part when Smalls can't catch the ball..."
"Okay...fine." he said putting his arms around her. She rested her head on him throughout the movie closing her eyes toward the end.
"Riss?" he asked after the grown-up Benny hit a home run.
"What? I wasn't asleep. I wasn't. Benny hit a home run and Smalls was wearing that damn duck hat..."
"Let's go to bed, Arissa..." he said moving his arms leading her to the bedroom. She took the popcorn bowl throwing it in the sink.
She flipped on the light taking off her shirt putting on one his Marlon Brando shirt that was laying on a chair in the corner of the bedroom. She put on a pair of cotton shorts as she watched him get undressed.
"What am I?" he asked her catching her looking at him. "A piece of meat? Geez." he asked her.
"You're my piece of meat." she said pulling the covers over her chest not taking her eyes off of him.
"Quit molesting me, Arissa." he said getting in bed with her. She gave him a dirty look after that comment.
"I'm sorry..." he said kissing her quickly turning off the side lamp as Arissa moved into his chest.
"Good night, Arissa. I love you."
"Good night, Bruno."
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Mysterious
FanfictionDoowops and Hooligans is Bruno's first headlining tour. He meets people at every show. But there's something different about Arissa. Typical fanatastical fanfic. Bruno meets a girl, they fall in love, blah blah blah. It's shorter. But I like it. :)