Rebel

Chapter 7: Fix You

Everything was hazy when my eyes fluttered open. I felt like I had just woken up from the deepest sleep I'd had in years. My head wasn't pounding, I didn't need a cup of black coffee to keep myself from throwing up, and I knew where I was.

I fondly remembered the events from the night before and everything I said. I meant it. I didn't know what was happening, but I loved it. Slowly but surely I could see that I wasn't hurting him or putting his feelings at risk like I always thought I would. I was beginning to feel like I didn't know why I stayed away from him for so long and pushed him away. He made me feel warm and weightless on the inside.

I rolled over on my back, carefully making sure his arm was still wrapped around my waist. I stared up at the ceiling with the biggest grin plastered across my face. If he had been awake, he'd never let me live it down. The playful teasing would only make me smile even more. I felt like I was in heaven.

I quickly realized that I had no idea how to react in a situation like this. I never spent the night with anyone, not even when Dean and I were together. I always enjoyed my nights alone with peace and quiet, but I was noticing that Danny was determined to pull me out of my comfort zone and show me how to be happy in the process.

He began to stir and right as I turned my head to take in the sight of his face and all of it's features, his eyes slowly opened. His eyes locked with mine and he smiled widely. "Good. I thought it was a dream," he said with a chuckle, pulling me in closer. I turned over on my side to face him. "Any dream with me in it has to be a nightmare. I'm pretty sure people think I'm the anti-Christ," I said with a shrug. "Nope. An angel yes, but not a fallen one. You've still got your wings. Your halo might be a little crooked, but you're alright to me." I giggled like a school girl and I grew embarrassed. "Thank you for putting up with me," I said softly. We laid there for what seemed like forever and I didn't want it to end. He inched his face closer to mine and our lips met. His hand rested gently on my cheek and butterflies were going haywire in my stomach. I felt like I could have stopped the world and melted into him. I followed his movements and ran my fingers from the back of his neck and up into his hair.

"LITTLE BROTHER!!" A voice shouted as the front door flew open. Even through a few rooms, I could tell that it was Jada. "Damn it," he said through gritted teeth. I was as frustrated as he was, but I couldn't hold back the laughter. "Definitely not funny," he said as he climbed out of the bed. "Stay put," he ordered. I fake-saluted him as he got up on his feet and quickly snatched off his plain black t-shirt he had on last night.

I didn't know what was going on with me, but just the sight of his back muscles was absolutely breathtaking. I'm pretty sure my face was as red as a beet. I couldn't take my eyes off of him even if I tried. He quickly ran his fingers through his hair and rubbed his eyes. "I mean it," he said, pointing his finger at me, "I'll get rid of her in two seconds." He came back over to the bed and gave me a peck on the cheek. Any other time I would have been furious that someone was trying to keep me hidden, but after my first personal impression of Jada, I wasn't going to argue about it. She was a bitch and bitches loved to run their mouths and stir shit up.

"Dressed or not, I'm coming in!" she shouted obnoxiously. Danny waited for her to get close enough to the door before shoving it open, colliding into her forehead and nose. "Back the fuck up! How'd you get in here?" he said, holding back a smirk. "You bastard! You forgot that I keep a few tricks up my sleeve! Where the hell were you last night!" He stepped out of the room, locking and closing the door behind him. "In my fucking bed. Where else would I be?" he shouted. "My nose better be in one piece, asshole!" she screamed in agony. "Yeah, well maybe you'll keep it the fuck out of other people's business." She groaned loudly. "And I heard through the grapevine that you were all over Sydney Trent last night. Pedophilia isn't a good look for you, Danny Ray," she snapped back at him. I crawled out of bed and eased my way over to the door. I wasn't able to hear much of the conversation as they moved into the next room. My ear was pressed up against the door and I was able to hear everything perfectly again.