Sinners and Saints

Mourning Morning...

I woke up to a cold breeze coming in from the window and the lingering smell of sweat from the night before. I felt his hand brush slowly up and down my thigh as I turned to face him with an uncontrollable smile. "Morning babe." He whispered in my ear before pulling my body on top of him again. "Really? Last night wasn't enough for you?"
"Oh come on, last night was more than enough" he said letting out a giggle while doing so. I kissed his lips gently and passionately. He brushed my hair away from my face, making it seem like I was the only person in this world, maybe for that second I was. "So... breakfast at pops?" He said smiling at me with nothing but love. I paused for a second, unsure of what my answer would be. "Sure..." I leapt up from the bed and began to get ready. He lay on the bed opposite staring at me as I did so, I couldn't tell if I was happy or freaked out at this point. I mean I wasn't sure about anything anymore...

I heard the bell over pops door shake for a second before stopping, I jumped up out of shock and fear. "Al... are you okay? You seem abit" and before he could say another word I abruptly interrupted "I'm fine, I'm just gonna head to the girls room if that's alright."
"Yeh, yeh go ahead..."
I stood up knowing that something strange was happening to me, I began to sweat and before I could meet the end of the aisle, I turned and looked at Fp before falling to the floor. A few minutes later, I woke up... and I was met with shimmering brown eyes. He sat me up against the counter, with a concerned look on his face and sat beside me placing his hand on my head and pulling me into his chest. "Are you okay?" He said with an unconvincing voice...
"U- yeh, yeh I am" he looked at me one last time before standing up and wrapping his arm around my waist pulling me up along side him.

We reached his truck, he placed me gently in the passenger side and walked around to the drivers seat, tapping his finger along the hood. I could tell something was wrong, but I didn't have the energy or ability to talk about it at this moment. Silence, we sat in silence on the drive back to the trailer sharing nervous glances every few minutes. A short while after leaving pops, we arrived at the trailer park, pulled up and began to sit nervously... neither of us knowing which one would speak first. Then silence broke "Al, look... when you got up to go to the restroom, i saw something in your bag. And no I wasn't snooping, it was just there... do you wanna tell me how long you've been using?" I sat in shock watching the rain trickle down the window. "I..."
"You know what don't bother." He stepped out of the car slamming the door behind him and in that moment I felt my whole world crumbling down. I opened the door and bolted after him. I grabbed his shirt tugging him backwards "Fp, wait. Please." He turned to face me and tears began to flood from my face. I felt his warm presence wrap around my waist and then back, pulling me into his chest and reassuring me that everything would be okay. He lifted my chin up so that our eyes had met, he whipped the tears from my face and kissed me softly. "I'm sorry..." I stuttered as he looked down kissing my wrist that was placed near his head. "Don't... don't say sorry." He took a deep breath and continued his sentence "we can talk about this later, right now I just want it to be me... and you."