Learning To Love Red

Chapter 20

Chanel's POV

I groaned as I turned in my bed throwing my good arm over my eyes as I released my bed room light was on. I did my best to ignore it and go back to sleep but when I heard my favorite Brooklyn accent speak, I knew there was no going back to sleep.

"Good morning princess."

I moved my arm off my face and turned my head to see Raph sitting on the edge of my bed smirking at me.

"What time is it?"

I asked as I slowly sat up, rubbing my eyes.

"It's a little after noon."

He said moving some strands of hair out of my face.

"I've sleep most of the day?"

I asked as I leaned my head against his shoulder.

"You sure have princess."

I giggled as he called by his nickname for me.

We sat like that for awhile, my head on his shoulder and his hand running through my hair. I thought of the conversation me and Donnie had last night, and I knew I had to tell Raph. After a moment pushed myself up, stretching my arms as I threw my legs over the side of the bed so that both of our bodies were facing the same way. He chuckled at me.

"Nice pajamas."

I looked a what I was wearing. I had on a big oversized tee shirt that hung off my shoulder, my shorts though only went half way down my thigh. When I stood up the huge tee shirt went all the way down to my knees.

"Thanks I had them custom made."

I joked as I looked up at him to see him smirk at my sarcasm. I found my self staring into his emerald eyes and the familiar warm feeling filled my chest once again.

"So what's the real reason behind your surprise wake up call."

I raised my eyebrow at him. He just smiled at me as his eyes went to the corner of my room where my chair was at.

"Look and see."

He nodded his head in that direction. I looked to see what he motioning towards, I felt my eyes go wide in shock. I saw a stand with a blank white canvas, there were tubes of every color paint imaginable sitting in what looked to be a big suitcase. I jumped off the bed to get a closer look. What had looked to be suit case was actually a professional art set.

It had three levels. First level was only the tubes of paint I had seen from my bed and a round paint tray. In the second level was chalk, a pencil sharpener, and different size paint brushes. The last level was filled with a thousand different color pencils and a huge sketch book. Sitting against the wall next to the chair was about fifteen more blank canvas.

"Did you get this for me?"

I turned to see him standing up and smiling at me.

"Do you like it?"

He took a small step towards me.

"Like it?! I love it!"

I ran to him and wrapped him in a big hug. He wrapped his arms around me. I pulled myself back just enough to look up at him.

"Why?"

He looked down at me, a warm smile spread across his face.

"Because I love you."

He whispered so low I almost didn't hear him. My breath caught in my throat as I released what he had said, I couldn't help but feel joy in spread through my body. Before I could say anything I let my body take control and lead the way.

I smashed my lips against his, bringing my good arm around his neck pulling myself closer to him. He froze for a moment but then kissed me back with same passion. He put his big arms around me, pulling me so close to him that my whole body was pressed against his. The kiss lasted for what felt like and hour both of us were hungry for this as our lips fought for dominance. When we finally pulled away we were both gasping for air.

He placed his forehead against mine as both of us began to go back to breathing normally. We stayed like that for a moment both wrapped into each other's arms. I smiled as I placed a small kiss right above the crack in plastron and I looked up at him.

"I love you too."
The End.