Her.

Thirty.

Raven walked down the steps of Faye's house seeing Faye silently staring at the TV, looking only at her reflection, a cup of whiskey in her hand. Raven studied her face, there was nothing written on it, normally after a funeral service you cry but she sat there...a hint of disappointment, but nothing more. Since it was only the two of them since the other girls decided to get lunch, maybe Raven can see if Faye would open up, maybe see her a mother figure. "Faye." Raven spoke her blue eyes glistening, as she sat in front of her turning the TV off. "Whats wrong, dear...you didn't even speak at the service."

"I'm fine." She responded quickly.

"Now Faye, you've been around me to know that blank look you have, means something is wrong." Raven suggested trying to seem warm. "I know what its like to lose someone so, talk to me whenever you need too." Raven reached her hand out trying to sooth her, but a memory of her fathers office came to mind, she ignored it and smiled wide.

Faye just looked down at the hand before looking at Raven narrowing her eyes, "I love London, Rav." She spoke taking her hand away.

Ravens eyes went wide feeling suddenly ridiculous, her face turning red. "I-I'm sorry, I just wanted to show support, Faye...I would never put myself in that position."

"You're full of shit." Faye spoke but before Raven could defend herself the two girls walked in happy, smiles on their faces ignoring at how serious Raven and Faye's faces were.

London set down the food her eyes dancing looking at Faye, who in retuned got up making her way to hug London. The feeling of jealousy suddenly grew in Raven, she hadn't felt that since her husband, she furrowed her brows at that feeling but ignored it as Emma came and sat next to her sparking a conversation.

"Do you feel okay?" London asked pulling out food from the brown bag concern in her face. Faye nodded in response, hating that she was even showing she wasn't...she didn't need people jumping at her feet to ask that question all the time, at the service all she did was laugh at those who cried considering they hadn't seen Haley in ten or more years. All Faye ever want to do was cry until she toke her last breathe considering she got rid of her father, the abuser who put her life at pause...she should be rejoicing! Screaming! Smiling! Happy! But yet, she has yet to feel happiness.

~

London hopped in bed fixing her pajama shirt, Faye freshly coming out the shower running a hand through her wet hair, Londons smile suddenly faded eyeing the water droplets running down her body disappearing into the towel that wrapped her body, she just sat there staring in amazement considering that was most she had ever see from Faye, months in the relationship. Faye toke a breath in and out, her eyes not meeting Londons lustful ones, as she sat on the edge of the bed, reaching into her dresser to pull out a see through dark blue lingerie along with the strapless bra that went with it. It wasn't until Faye had turned her head to notice London sit there biting her nail, staring at her with teasing eyes. London met her gaze, her cheeks growing red, and as a child does, she quickly turned around covering herself, embarrassed.

"London..." Faye said as a song chuckling, the bed sinking down as she crept closer. "Oh London."

"Hmm.."

Faye smiled flashing dimples, putting a leg over Londons petite built, Londons face growing hot as Faye lowered the blanket, a teasing smile. Faye stroked Londons cheek as there eyes met, the lust growing between the second until, London breaks it. "I-I never had sex." Faye furrowed her brows but lets out a small laugh, London hitting her arm, "You dick."

"Let me guess, you believe in those Chasity belts too?" Faye teases laughing making London roll her eyes covering her face.

"You're so mean." London voice was muffled, Faye chuckled lowering down the blanket.

"It's fine to be a virgin, babe...thats normal, you know?" Faye said innocently with a soothing voice. "I just wish we could relate on that."

"So...So it's not an issue, then?" London asked.

"No, no...I get the whole 'I want to be special and romantic." Faye said tilting her head. "So whenever you're ready, I'll be right here...literally."

"It-It really doesn't." London blurts out making Fayes face turn to confusion. "I mean I can do it right now, but only if you'd be okay with it."

"I'm not." Faye spoke. "You're mother and sister are here for Gods sake, London, you wouldn't be able to keep quiet."

"How'd you know?"

Faye began to mimic moans and groans growing louder by the second, London covering her mouth, as they both began to laugh softly. London shook her head as Faye put her head on Londons neck, giving into her scent, her body relaxing. Faye intertwined their fingers, hearing one another's heart beat growing faster and faster, Faye's eyes met Londons blue ones, both of theirs showering with love and affection. It was the fireworks that got the blood pumping once more, Faye's lips connecting with London, which meant to be a peck but London put her hand on Faye chest, wanting more.

Faye pulled away, "Goodnight." She went to get off but London grabbed the towel.

"Faye White turning down sex?" London fake gasped "Wait till everyone hears this." She gave a teasing smile. "You don't want to at least fool around?"

"Raven and Emma could hear, I don't want to take the risk." Faye got off of London feeling bad. "I know you don't want it to be Special but I do."