*Ross's POV*
"Let's go babe," I gently shake Gina, waking her from her slumber. Right after out littler conversation, Gina fell asleep right away. Her eyes slowly flutter open at my touch. Ah, she's so beautiful, even when she is half awake.
"Ross?" Gina rubs her eyes, sitting up. She holds out her arms as if she wants me to carry her. Being the sucker I am, I engulf Gina into my arms. Her head is in the crook of my neck, causing my breathing to hitch ever so slightly. I'm not sure if it's true, but I think I feel Gina smiling against my skin. Her fingers then start running through my hair, slightly tugging at the small hairs near the back of my neck. My heart starts beating harder against my ribcage.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
Calm down. Just take her inside.
Once we get in the house, I choose to go to the basement. I want to sleep with Gina tonight. As I carry her down the steps, the pounding sound of feet become audible above me.
"Ross? Ross, is that you?" My mother's voice questions. I sigh, turning around to see her standing at the top of the stairs to the basement.
"Yes Mom, it's me."
Her eyes drift to Gina who is surrounded by my arms. I see her face contort into a look of worry. "Is everything okay?" She asks. I look at Gina in my arms; she's staring back at me with her vibrant blue eyes. Those beautiful blue eyes saw things they shouldn't have ever seen. She saw her mother in a casket at such a young age, something no one should have to go through that young. She saw her own father turn into a man of pure evil. This poor girl must have abandonment issues, and I can't play with them like I did yesterday. She's trusting me to not break her heart, to not leave her like the rest of the people she loved had done. Although I feel honored, I am also worried. What if I slip up and make a mistake? That usually happens in relationships, right? Well, if I do something, it will be ten times worse than in a regular relationship. The emotion would be heightened.
That's why I have to make her see my feelings toward her; that I will be with her every step of the way. I look up from this girl that has seemingly turned into a child, and look at my mom. "It will be."
She gives a slight nod, followed by a sorrowful look. I watch as she closes the door to the basement.
"Tired?" I ask Gina, laying her on the couch. She nods her head, snuggling her face into the cushion. I can't help the small smile that appears on my face. She's like a little puppy. I place my body behind Gina's, placing my face in the crook of her neck. With my lips, I peck her neck slightly. She shifts slightly, pushing closer to me. My breath gets caught in my throat. Calming myself down, I bring my hand over her waist, reducing any space there was between us. I snuggle my head into the back of Gina's hair, closing my eyes. I take a big whiff of her hair, falling in and out of consciousness. Eventually, I drift off.
***
I bolt upright, clutching my head. The tears stream down my face. Sobs manage to escape my lips. I try to hold it back, but I can't seem to manage it. I take a loud sniff and place my head in my hands. There's a movement beside me, causing me to jump slightly. I look down and see Gina staring back at me with wide eyes. Her hand reaches out and touches my face. I place my hand over hers, letting the tears fall. She sits up, sitting in my lap.
"Shh," she coos in my ear. "It's okay." One of her hands is on my chest while the other is around my neck. "Want to tell me what happened?"
I take a deep breath as Gina leans her forehead against mine. I clutch her close to my body, feeling as if I let her loose, her dad would come and rip her from my grasp. "It-it was a dream," I say plain and simple. I should elaborate, right? Gina sits there, waiting patiently for me to continue. I'm grateful that she isn't pestering me to tell her. "And you were in it." I look at the clock on the wall opposite us. The tick-tock is the only thing I can hear at this point. I take a deep breath, ready to tell the whole dream. "You and I were kissing in my backyard, and everything was great. In fact, we were kissing against the big tree that's right next to the pool. We were both smiling and having the best time. You were wearing your beautiful pink sundress. You know, the one that cuts off at your thighs. I remember twirling you around, the smile only growing on your face. Of course, your smile was contagious, as it always is," I sigh. Gina looks at me, moving her fingers around my neck. "But then something happened. A shadow, or a figure of some sort was walking towards you. I saw it, and I tried to yell at you to run, but no words were coming out. You were so confused at why I was freaking out. Because you didn't see it coming, I moved to protect you. I put my arms around you, squeezing you tightly. You were giggling because you thought I was just giving you a hug. There was no way I could warn you, because after a few seconds, my arms just slipped right through you, as if I were a ghost. The figure was closing in on you, but there was nothing I could do. And for some reason, I seemed to have turned invisible to you. You were shouting my name as if you couldn't see me. And I guess I had become a ghost. I could see you, but you couldn't see me. Finally, the figure caught up to you. The look on your face was horrifying when you saw it. It had wrapped it's arms around you, wrestling you to the ground. It lifted up a whip and was whipping you in the face. There was blood dripping too. You were crying and sobbing for me. I remember looking in your eyes, and I saw a girl who looked abandoned. Like you thought I had just left you by choice. Eventually, the figure had pulled out a knife. It lifted the knife over its shoulder, ready to strike at you. But in that moment, time had slowed down. You had turned your head and looked at me. You looked me in the eyes and had said, 'You promised me nothing would happen to me. You promised.' And then time sped up and the figure stabbed his knife through your heart." By this point I'm a wreck. My eyes sting with tears. Gina's cradling me in her arms, running her fingers through my hair and whispering soothing things in my ear.
Her lips are right next to my ear as she says, "It was just a dream. It's not real." As I look down, I feel her fingers under my chin, lifting my face up to meet her eyes again. "Hey, hey look at me."
I let out a strangled laugh. "I'm supposed to be the strong one, but look at us. You're soothing me while I'm having a break down." God, I'm acting like such a chick. It was only a dream. It's not like it actually happened.
Gina reaches a hand out and wipes a tear from my cheek. "You can cry in front of me," she smiles sadly at me. I wrap my arms around Gina's waist, pulling her tightly against my chest. She runs her fingers through my hair as I lean my head into the crook of her neck, kissing her collarbone gently. Her breath gets caught in her throat for a split second. I pull my head away, looking deeply into Gina's beautiful eyes. My gaze drifts to her lips. Slowly, I lick my own. Her lips part slightly and her breathing quickens, hot air fanning my own. I lean in, sealing our lips together. At first, the kiss is gentle, but then we both become hungry for more. I lean forward, pushing Gina onto her back on the couch. She tugs at the hairs on the back of my head, only turning me on more. I lick her bottom lip, asking for entrance. Thankfully, she separates her lips, allowing me in. I slip my tongue in. Our tongues meet and they dance majestically together. I tug her so close that I'm sure if I pulled her any closer, we'd be molded together. Suddenly, a warm sensation comes over me as I feel tingles on my bare stomach. I soon realize Gina is moving her hands under my shirt. She tugs at the hem of my shirt slightly, but I take the hint. I pull away from the kiss. I put my hands over my head and grab at my shirt, tugging it off in one motion. Gina's eyes drift over my bare chest, then down to my stomach. Her lips part slightly. I watch as she moves her hand down to my abs, running her fingers along them. The goofy smile that I love on Gina makes a reappearance. She looks up at me, grinning brightly, looking like a child who had just found the golden egg in an Easter egg hunt. "Woah," she huffs.
I roll my eyes, a smirk slipping it's way onto my lips, and say, "You've seen me shirtless before."
Gina shrugs slightly. "It's always had this effect on me. It's just that this time, I can express it," she winks.
***
She's beautiful in every way. Her smile makes me smile. When I'm sad, her presence has the power to lighten my mood. The way she can make everyone else around her happy, even though she is tearing herself apart on the inside, is a prime example of her bravery and strength. No matter what, I could never bring myself to hurt her on purpose. If I had never welcomed this wonderful girl into my life, I wouldn't be complete. I would never have been as happy as I am with Gina.
She's imperfectly perfect.
And I'm in love with her.
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A/N
Phew. That was a long wait, yeah? Just had to work hard to get this finished.
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