Safe in her arms

Chapter 1

Mal laid on the heated brick floor of her somewhat large apartment. The walls, once gray concrete, were covered in various colors. They were her canvas. A space to let her imagination fly, as well as put up the art she wasn't aloud to broadcast yet. Something about proper art etiquette or whatever. Mal didn't mind though. It was her space, her sanctuary that she shared with her Komodo Dragon, Isle. Tilting her head up to look at her dragon on her chest, Isle gave her a lazy smile bumping their noses together. 

She laughed as she idly stroked her scales gently. Receiving a satisfied groan brought a smile to her face, one that was soon turned into a worry filled frown once she heard the sound of glass shattering above her. Guess her relaxing time was over. Mal nearly waved it off as someone dropping a cup or something. Couldn't blame them, she was clumsy too. Then, she heard screaming and what sound like a girl crying. The purplette frowned getting up. A million thoughts raced through mind as she stopped herself. It wasn't her business, whatever it was. 

Besides, the girl was okay, right? She made her decision when something heavier hit the floor. Grabbing her keys, Mal walked out the door. She hoped it was just a petty argument or something. Heading to the 5th floor, she walked down the hall. Thankfully, the apartments were fairly the same. She knocked but, no answer.

"Geez...you'd think that with them keeping up so much noise they'd at least answer the fu-!"

The door suddenly swung open. Once she'd made sure her heart was still beating, Mal saw a guy a few feet taller than her. He was glaring as he shoved past her, mumbling about girls or whatever. She scowled at the guy, her fist clenched. He was lucky she didn't have Isle or-

"Umm...hello?"

Whatever dark thought she had, vanished once she laid eyes on a girl. Not just any girl, one that made her heart stop. The girl had wavy royal blue hair, sky blue eyes that looked like they would sparkle if her eyes weren't so red from crying, smooth tanned skin and don't get Mal started on her kissable lips.

"Are...are you ok?"

Mal snapped out of her gay thoughts with a nod.

"Hi umm...I'm your neighbor below you and honestly I heard a noise so I came to check if everything was alright"

Apparently the thoughts were mutual, the bluenette seemed distracted by something. Possibly because she stormed out of her room in only a pair of boxers and sports bra. The girl had a faint blush on her cheeks, possibly not realizing she was staring until Mal had spoke. The girl just shook her head as she leaned against the door frame.

"It must've been the wind or something....sorry I didn't hear anything"

Clearly a lie, the girl couldn't look at her when she spoke; glancing down the hall and to the floor. She was a terrible liar but it still wasn't her business. The bluenette wore a dark blue hoodie that went up to her neck, well she held it to her chin like she was hiding something. Mal frowned, getting a glance of the bruise on the girl's neck but the girl seemed upset and decided to make her smile if she could. Mal folded her arms with an amused smile.

"So...the wind sounds like breaking glass and yelling? Geez I should really watch the News more"

The girl, although caught of guard, snorted at her lame joke. It was refreshing to see she could make the girl smile. She had a really pretty smile that made her eyes sparkle. The girl laid her head on the door frame, one arm tucked under her breast with the other holding the sweater under her chin.

"Well I guess you should but it's late maybe you're just hearing things...umm?"

"Mal...name's Mal no last name needed unless you're a Cop"

The girl rolled her eyes unable to stop herself from laughing, while Mal chuckled leaning on one leg to scratch her thigh with her feet. Only then did she realize, she didn't have any shoes on. Thank the gods she remembered to grab her keys. The girl though, was smiling and reached up to brush a few fallen locs of blue out of her face. Mal guessed she didn't know she had a bruise on her cheek since she was still smiling, and decided not to mention it. It wasn't her business but she still wanted to help the girl out.

"No Cops here...I'm Evie by the way and thanks for caring but I have to go back in..."

"Are you sure? I know this spot on the roof that's perfect for viewing the stars"

Evie smiled with a shake of her head, it's been a while since someone had made her smile and maybe it wasn't just the lame jokes, at least someone showed they cared. Plus, this Mal girl being pretty was an added bonus. The thought of going to the roof though, she'd really like to but knowing him he'd just scream at her again. She'd already get an earful for Mal. It was then, he had returned with a heated glare on his face. If she was lucky she'd get to her room before he came back inside. Turning back to the short girl, Evie could've sworn her breath was taken away but shook away her gay thoughts. For now.

"Maybe next time? I'm pretty busy right now so I-I can't"

Mal noticed her smile turn into a nervous frown as she kept glancing down the hallway. Her calm demeanor turned into a hostile one, probably her boyfriend. Exhaling, she smiled but it wasn't like the one she'd gotten from earlier. Evie wasn't slow, she knew Mal could tell what was going on but glad she didn't ask about it. Soon, she nodded to Evie.

"Well if you ever need anything just come down for a visit, you're always welcome"

"Thanks...you're pretty funny so I might come by to hear more jokes"

They smiled at each other, before Mal began taking her leave. She waved as she turned around heading towards the elevator and Evie couldn't keep her eyes off the girl's back. She worked out, obviously a given by the fact that Mal had muscle where most girl would be ashamed to have. By the shape of her body, the waves of purple and bare face, Evie soon found herself in her room swooning. She couldn't believe she'd caught the attention of a girl like that, under circumstances that were embarrassing but she still caught her attention. She couldn't stop smiling that night, sitting in the chair by her window as she stared at the stars. She couldn't see the moon but the stars danced around her, all to their own rhythm and to music only they could hear. Her mind shifted to the purplette, her plump lips, weird jokes and point ears. Everything about the girl screamed lesbian but looks could be deceiving. Then again, the girl did invite her to come down or to meet with her on the roof. Maybe she wouldn't even see Mal again. Not likely since they live in the same apartment complex, so maybe they would.

As she heard the front door slam followed by a yapping little shit of a dog. The sound cause her to cringe but as she sat down in one of her safe zones, she sighed hoping she'd see Mal again.