The Beautiful, the Many. The darkest hours.

Who is she really?(Lily)

(Picture of Amore above)

    I wake up with thoughts of the pretty blonde. I look over to the chair where she was sleeping, but she isn't there. I sit up on the couch, and look down at the floor for my shoes. Where did Cen put them? I brace myself to stand, and I'm met with stunning purple eyes inches away from my face. I gasp, and tumble back down onto the couch. I try to look away, but I am so compelled by them. The violet gaze comes closer, and I can feel their breath on my face. They say in a light breathy voice, " I'm so sorry.". I feel their breath on my neck, and it sends a shiver down my spine. I feel so out of breath as they, speak again, but in my ear, " I hope you aren't mad at me.". I try to speak, but the words won't come out. Their lips slightly brush against my ear as they pull away. I want to get a look at their face, but they are already gone. Why were they sorry? I feel so hot for some reason. I look around, and it is still dark out. I should go back to sleep. I settle down on the couch and get comfortable, then I shut my eyes.
   I wake up to my shoulder being shoved. I blink my eyes open, and I see Cen. She is saying, "Get up I made you breakfast, my crippled sister.". I frown at that statement. I am not crippled, just injured. Why is she so mean to me? She walks away to the kitchen. I sit up slowly, and then immediately turn to look at the chair where the blonde girl is. She is still fast asleep, just like she was last night. Maybe it was a dream, because she wasn't in the chair then. She stretches and then I see her rub her eyes, then glance at her hand. I could see the regret in her sleepy eyes. She pulls the blanket off of her. I get a glimpse of black lacy panties, before she pulls her dress down. I whip my head away to look at my feet. I hope she didn't see me look. I mean I obviously wasn't deliberately looking, but then again I was staring at her. Ugh, I'm such a mess this morning. Cen pushes a plate of food on my lap, completely oblivious to my spazzing out. I lift my head, and look at the plate. It has two pieces of sausage, bacon, and a side of eggs. Where the hell is my pancake? Are we all carnivores now? I look over at the chair to see blondie has three pancakes, and something similar to what I have. I glare over at Cen, and she looks like she is brushing crumbs off of her boobs. I look at her plate , and notice she put her sausage in a biscuit with cheese and eggs, with bacon on the side, and two pancakes. I slide over to the other side of the couch near the blonde woman, I lean over towards her and use the cutest face I can imagine, and plead, "Will you please, give me a pancake? I didn't get one.". She smiles sweetly, and leans towards me, and says, "Sure, it is the least I could do. Since I did hit you with my car.". She places the pancake on top of my bacon. I realize it is already dripping with syrup. I smile, and start eating the fluffy goodness.
   After I'm finished eating I place my plate down on the end table, stand up. I hear a clatter noise, and look behind me at the chair. Blondie is grumbling, it only takes me a moment to see why. She dropped a big piece of pancake on her cleavage. The syrup is running down her breasts. I bet it tastes sweet. She asks me to get her a rag, snapping me out of my thoughts. I mumble, "Yeah". Then I walk to the kitchen by Cen and grab a rag out of the drawer next to her. She taps me with her foot. I look over at her. Cen whispers, "Don't you think there is something weird about her?". She nods her head in blondie's direction.  I glance over at her. I reply, "Not really? Why? ". She looks down at her plate, and replies quickly, "No reason.". I roll my eyes, at her childishness. She just wanted a reason to pester me with questions. I walk over past her back over to the sink , and set the rag, then walk over to blondie. I hand her the rag.  She accepts it with a smile. She starts running the rag across her boobs to clean them. I realize I'm staring again,  and look away. I walk over to the couch and sit down. I realize that I was thinking about licking her boobs earlier. I feel my face heat up at the thought. Jeez, I'm such a pervert. I look over to Blondie and see she has pulled out her phone. I realize I still don't know her name yet. I clear my throat, and try not to sound like an idiot, "Hey, umm.. You never did tell us your name yesterday. So I was kind of wondering what it is. ".She sets her phone down on her lap and turns towards me, and extends her hand, and introduced herself, " My name Amore Covington, and yours?". She smiles sweetly at me. I take a deep breath, and take her hand and say, "Lily Lambert. Nice to meet you. ". She leans farther towards me, and says, " That's a pretty name. The pleasure is all mine. ". I feel myself gravitate towards her. Her eyes seem to pull me in closer. I notice how long I've been just holding her hand. I immediately feel flustered. I feel a blush creep up to my cheeks. I release her hand swiftly, and she rests her hand up against the side of her face softly, and trains her light blue eyes on me. I quickly look at the floor, and slide back down on the couch. I could swear I saw her frown for a spilt second when I let go of her hand. I can't believe she looked at me that long. I push out those thoughts for the moment.  Amore Covington.. that's her name. Now I know something about her, but who is she? I am determined to find out.