When I heard the noise my heart stopped. Every second felt like a hundred years, and my breathing slowed.
Sarah was panicking too, and she grabbed me, pulling me behind the bed and whispering frantically, "Chase, lay low okay? Oh god if they catch us. Shit."
I did as she said and lay on the floor after putting the drawing safely back into the sketchbook. She walked over to the door and said, "Come in."
A woman walked through the door, she had on a simple t-shirt and jeans. Her brown hair was in a long braid and she had an air of bright sunshine about her.
She grinned at Sarah and excitedly said, "Hey there sis! How've ya been?"
I almost gasped. She had a sister? Is it safe for me to come out or do I stay laying low? Sarah let out a sigh of relief.
"Kiarah, you almost gave me a heart attack!"
Kiarah shut the door behind her, grinning. "Awww what? It's not like you've been sneaking around with boys. You're too innocent, it's adorable."
I almost laughed. She had no idea.
Sarah groaned, a light blush on her face. "Shut up! Why are you here anyways?!"
Kiarah, still grinning, said, "Because I can. Also, because I've been visiting you for the past two years now. I practically live here."
Sarah rolled her eyes, smiling. "Yeah, I know."
"Sarah, I hear you've made friends with another patient. Who is he?"
Sarah froze for a second, she didn't know what to tell her.
"His name is... Chase. He's, um... he has amnesia. He's really sweet, and he always listens to my rambles!"
Sarah shuffled her feet, blushing a bit. Kiarah grinned and jumped up and down, squealing.
"Do you like him?! Have you guys done anything?! Where is he?!"
Sarah's blush got even worse. She stuttered, "I don't know! M- maybe... and uh. I... don't know where he is." She said, glancing back to where I hid.
Kiarah still fangirled, "Maybe?! No no no, it's either yes you like him, or no you don't! Come ooon tell meee!" She begged. Sarah groaned, "Kiarah, I'm not telling you anything!"
Kiarah looked at her, making a puppy face, pouting and whimpering. Sarah pointed at her door and said, "Out. Now." Kiarah rolled her eyes, "Fiiine." She turned, opened the door, and closed it behind her.
Sarah sighed and waited a couple of minutes longer, to make sure she wouldn't magically pop up again. Sarah turned and walked over to Chase.
"You can come out now."
I got up, dusting myself off. She said 'maybe'... I wanted to test that.
I walked up behind her, and wrapped my arms around her. She gasped, her blush returning. "Ch- Chase!"
I kissed her neck, softly, as if she were a flower. She moaned a little, and my mind drifted to last night, her moans... her calling out his name. I felt jealous, even though he isn't even real. I shivered as her body moved back and pressed against me.
Boundaries and rules. Allen and dreams. Memories and the unknown.
They didn't matter anymore.
Sarah gasped as my left hand went under her shirt. My finger tips were tingling from the contact with her soft skin. I moved my hand up further, my right hand following it's lead and my fingertips felt the edge of her bra. I wanted to, and she wasn't telling me to stop so... I slipped my hands underneath the bra and groped her breasts. She moaned and pressed herself against me even more. She was so soft, they fit in perfectly with my hands.
She gasped when I nipped her neck and sucked at it.
"Ch- Chase, ah-" she moaned again.
The sound excited me. As these feelings built up in me, I wanted a release.
She yelped as I turned her around and laid her onto the bed. She looked up at me, curiosity and wonder filled her eyes, mixed with a bit of fear.
I grinned, and whispered into her ear, "Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything," I licked her neck, "Unless you want me to."
She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me close. "Maybe I do."
