The Beautiful and Divine

Chapter Twenty-Four: Little White Lies

Fluttering my eyes open, I notice a warm arm wrapped around me. Smirking to myself, I taking only a moment to remember who it belongs to. Tilting backward, I'm met with Ezekiel's relaxed and at peaceful face. Placing a sweet kiss onto his little button nose, he awakens looking back at me.

"Morning..." I whisper, "Morning." Ezek grins giving me a eskimo kiss.

Giggling like a child, I press my forehead to Zek's allowing all the worries slip away. I reach across the damp grass, grabbing hold of my clean navy cami. Leaning up showing only the back to him, I pull it over my head for some coverage until I can get fully dressed. Picking up Sir Ezek's pants and scarf, I hand them back with a smile. I don't mind seeing him bare but others will, out of courtesy he humors me.

Pulling both the boxers and leather pants up those Prophet legs of his, before zipping and buttoning them up. I slip back into my own underwear we stand in front of each other. Looking to the patch of earth where we rested and joined, has two outlines of our bodies. Stepping forward, I wrap both arms around Mr. Black's shoulders. Just hugging him, returning my gesture, he encloses my small hourglass frame.

We just embrace for what feels like hours, just taking long loosening breaths of each other's scent. Ezek B. still smells like clean cotton only it's mixed with some fresh grass. I rest my head onto his shoulder, letting the world fade around me. Leaning back Zekiel lifts my lean frame, wiggling me around slightly. Chuckling, he places both feet back onto the grassy ground.

Hand in hand, we walk back to the pond together. Resting against a oak tree, Eve and Alex are still sleeping like rocks. I really hope those two didn't hear us, even though it would be a funny conversation to have with a girl who hasn't know about that stuff. The thought of it is making me laugh out loud, imagine the look on Miss Black's face if she knew. Walking over to the both of them, I gently shake their shoulders. Groans escape both of teen's throats, in defeat they open their eyes.

"Morning you two." Ezekiel laughs, "How did you sleep?" he questions.

"I was out within a couple minutes. I haven't slept that well in a long time." The daughter states rubbing under her baggy eyes, the dark colors have faded a ton just by one good night sleep.

"We should get moving it's around nine or ten." I chip in, walking over to our folded clothes pulling on the remaining ones.

Very cleverly I put my bra on without taking the cami off, hardly moving to get it on. I still have the leather under garments from when I was prisoner at F.E.A.R's base. I still don't remember what exactly happened for the duration of my time there. Trying to recall what exactly went on, and being unsuccessful I've given up. Whatever events took place during my time there must have been to scarring.

To protect the stability of itself, my brain has covered up all the memories with scar tissue. When a traumatic crisis happens in your life that you don't remember it's because your brain is protecting your sanity by making you forget. Putting my boots back on, the four of us begin heading back home. One foot in front of the other, we are making our way to camp, I'm starting to get a bad feeling about the wild ones Ezekiel sent to get help.

They have been gone for far too long, and if Alex hadn't come along, we would have starved. Ezekiel, Eve, Alexander, and I have been walking for a day and a half, and still, haven't come across the folks we sent. I haven't said anything to Zek either, mainly for the reason of getting him stressed out over them. I should either bring it up now or when we get back to our base.