Warm Bodies

A short sweet kiss

The second movie Austin made us watch we Cujo. I would put my head in the crook of his neck a lot throughout the movie. this one did bother me. I screamed a little and would close my eyes. Austin would laugh and rub my back and then he would keep watching the movie. at the end of Cujo I pull the blanket over us and I lean up and kiss his cheek.

He looks at me then grabs my chin and kisses my lips softly. his warm lips aginst my cold ones. I felt instant heat in my cheeks. . no way. am I blushing! I want to scream. I want more kisses.

"What next." he asked and pulled out another scary movie.

"no please no more scary." I say and yawn.

"This ones not scary at all. Its just dawn of the living dead." he said

"no no no no no. Austin no! I hate zombies." I say to him

"why I mean there just stupid corps." he said laughing.

"no they are scary." I say and put my face in the stuffed bare beside my head that said (Chloe our little angel)

I feel the bed shift and an arm wrap around my waist and he pulls me to look at him and he smiles. He kisses me and brakes the kiss.

"we should go do something."he said and I laugh.

"your only saying that because you only bought scary movies."

"just a little." he said and he walked over to my window

He looks at me and I laugh. He opens my window and jumps out onto the room and I can hear him slip and fallen the roof and plummet to the ground. I look out the window and see him on the ground holding up a thumbs up and I can't help but laugh. I pull on a new shirt and his jacket and the put on a beanie and pull on my gloves. I climb out the window and stand on the window seal closing the window behind me. I take the short leap down onto the roof. I elegantly fall down on the ground and look at Austin.

"Come on Austin. have you never done ballet." I say and giggle.

"no not really. I've always been more of a base ball guy." he said.

"wow I should make you do ballet with me." I say and I help him up off the ground.

He puts a hand on my waist and pulls me close and the starts to dance slightly. I can feel it again another large blush spreading across my face. I push him off of me a little jokingly. I start to walk and he walks up beside me and he grabs my hand.

we walk through the snow and to the road and across the street. He ran to his truck and quickly got inside and started it up. I followed him in. I watch his houses front door open and I see a man. he was in his late 40s he had salt and pepper hair and had on boxers and a rob and a beer bottle in his hand.

"oh dear god." Austin says and unbuckles.

"stay in the truck okay." he said and he walks to his dad.

I see them yelling and I feel sick to my stomach his dad smacks him across the face and I see him fall on the ground. His dad spitting curse words at him. I unbuckle my belt and open my door. His dad is throwing things out of the window. I fall to the ground beside him.

"Austin. are you okay?!" I ask and I pull him up a little.

"fucking hell." he said and holds his hand to his cheek.

He pulls himself up and starts to pick up his clothes and things that his father Has thrown out of the door. I can feel myself getting madder and madder. I want to kill him. I want to rip out his windpipe. I want to do so meany awful things.

"Lets go Chloe." he said and he drags me to his truck

I follow him and I feel the tension and I look down at my hands and I see the nails that were stabbed into my palms and the warm sticky blood leaking out of my wound. I hold my breath and a tear slips from my eye as the warm blood leaks down my palms and I felt warm in body.

Oh blood. blood the crimson stuff that makes me human. Makes Me human! oh god am I human again! Austin sees my hands. he pulls over and takes them in his. he wipes his blood away from the punchers in my hands. the blood only keeps gushing though. I want to vomit at the sight of blood. he uses the end of his shirt to wipe away my blood then he walks to digs around. He finds a band aid and hands it to me.

"what did you do." he asked.

"your dad made me so mad I clinched my fist so hard and my nails cut me up a little but ill be fine Austin don't worry about it." I say and bit my lips watching blood roll out of the wound.

"your crying dose it hurt?" he asked and he wiped away a tear from my eye.

"no Austin. it doesn't hunt. it doesn't hurt at all." I say to him and another tear falls from my eyes.

I watch my hands as Austin pulls back onto the road. mesmerized while the blood flows.