The cabin in High Wood

Chapter 4

Jason carried Becky into their room, she was still fast asleep, not even Tommy and Hannah's noise waking her. He placed her down gently on one of the beds, carefully undressing her and rooting out her pyjamas. In many ways, she was still a little girl, but as he buttoned up her pyjama tip he was reminded she certainly wasn't.

"Are you taking advantage of me?" she asked drowsily, rubbing at her eyes.

"Not tonight, maybe tomorrow if you behave" he replied with a smile.

"Okay then... what's that noise, is that..."

"Han and Tommy made up... or he's assaulting her, and she really likes it."

"That's nice, were they always so noisy though?"

Jason shrugged, he couldn't say he ever remembered hearing them.

"I love you Jay," she told him, holding onto his arm tightly.

"Love you too babe, sleep tight."

Becky nodded slightly, drifting off soon after. Jason slowly got himself ready for bed, at least someone was having a good first night he thought. He brushed his teeth and washed his face, then sat for a long while at the foot of his bed watching Becky sleep. Life wasn't so bad he thought, Becky's sudden snoring ruining his moment. Jason yawned, pulling back the covers of his bed he climbed in, laying his head down gently on the pillow.

"Tomorrow it gets better," he said to himself, looking over to Becky once more, he closed his eyes and tried to sleep.

Jason woke with a start, fists pounding on his chest. "The fuck's going on?" he shouted out loud, grasping at the hands.

He pulled down hard and the assailant fell on him, now he was looking Becky in the face.

"Why were you hitting me dearest?" he asked calmly, raising an eyebrow.

"I couldn't wake you up, and violence tends to be my go-to option" she replied with a shrug.

"Yeah, we really need to work on that."

Becky smiled, kissing his lips and threatening to smother him.

"Sorry" she sighed, lying beside him. "I'm a crap girlfriend aren't I?"

He smirked, ruffling the back of her blonde hair. "Yeah, but I love you anyway."

She punched his chest playfully, rolling off the bed and onto her feet. "You're such an asshole," she told him, pulling on her boots.

"Now get dressed, Tommy's treating us to breakfast."

Jason threw off the covers, running into the bathroom to shower. A treat from Tommy was a rare thing and he refused to miss it.