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Post by Tiff on Mar 1, 2011 16:18:20 GMT -5
"7:45." I replied, trying to find the clock as I managed to set my feet on the floor and pushed myself off the couch. "My school uniform?" I asked, unsure if it would have been put in the laundry or if a new one would be procured. "I'm completely stunned that I woke up here and not in my bed." I said, finding his alarm clock and turning it off, surprised that I was up two hours before I had to be in class. "I probably should have ate something last night." I couldn't believe how hungry I felt now that my nerves had settled a bit.
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Post by kristay on Mar 1, 2011 17:14:56 GMT -5
I watched her get off, still too lazy to move from the couch. "Probably in your room; washed and pressed already." I smiled at how she admitted that she was surprised; after all the things she had been through the other night, it would come as no surprise to me that she had forgotten where she had fallen asleep. "Do you want me to get you something to eat? Martha's probably up making breakfast already anyway..." He didn't have to get to work till 7 so he had time to kill; he had always liked waking up early even if he didn't need to.
I slowly sat up and still leaned against the couch, watching her move around my room. For some reason I found it to be a very natural movement; as if it wasn't her first time in my room and as if I wanted her to stay there. It bothered me a bit because I hardly knew her and though I knew I liked her and I couldn't deny that she was attractive... There was just too much at stake for my dick to get in the way. I shook my head and continued to watch her.
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Post by Tiff on Mar 1, 2011 18:10:44 GMT -5
I stopped walking around his room and stared at the door he'd carried me through after my little break down and then opened the door and claimed my freshly laundered and pressed uniform, however, instead of going to the bathroom or changing in my room, I returned to his room and set the clothes on his bed. "I would really like something to eat." I looked back at the room I'd just come from and wondered if who ever delivered my uniform knew I'd spent the night in his room with him. "I have a question. I'm positive word has spread that I've been here all night, should I entertain their questions and rumors?"
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Post by kristay on Mar 1, 2011 18:24:06 GMT -5
I watched her disappear into her room and I stood and stretched as she came back. I padded over to my own closet to prepare the clothes I would wear to work. White long sleeved collared shirt, silver tie, black jacket and slacks, black shined shoes. I put all of them, piled up neatly on the other unoccupied side of the bed. "Well I'll get breakfast for us now while you change and..." I hadn't thought about that... "Just smile and say nothing. We'll need to get our stories straight first before we can tell them what's going on 'between us'." I grinned at her as I walked out of my room, perfectly comfortable with the fact that I was walking around shirtless; it was my house after all.
I hadn't even stepped foot in the kitchen and Martha was shoving a tray full of hot breakfast food prepared for the both of us. I smiled at her and kissed her cheek as thanks before taking the tray and slowly heading back to my room, careful not to spill anything. I didn't usually take my breakfast in my room, and Frankie and I (if she was going to continue staying with me) were probably going to start eating in the dining room later on but I was tired of pretending and I wanted to eat in my room for a change; how Martha knew that, I don't know but I was thankful regardless.
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Post by Tiff on Mar 1, 2011 19:26:29 GMT -5
He was so smart I could have kissed him on the spot. It was obvious what I should do, I should keep my mouth shut and act as if this was nothing new. I changed my clothes and sat on the couch, smoothing out the pleating of my skirt until he came back into the room with a mouth watering tray of food. I wasn't used to being hungry, well maybe before the switch I was, but not now. I couldn't imagine having to go live on the poor side again and not having access to my fill of food. I picked up a scone and pulled it apart, placing a piece into my mouth and chewing thoughtfully, my friends at school were going to be brutal with the questions and need for details and to see their faces when I refused to say anything about my night in with Alec Wilson was going to be priceless.
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Post by kristay on Mar 1, 2011 22:37:14 GMT -5
I set the tray on the coffee table by the couch and poured coffee for the both of us. I grabbed a piece of french toast and bit into it, all the while watching Frankie. "Do you want me to pick you up later? We'll need to refresh each other on our lives because they're going to ask a lot of questions and I don't want to slip up. I was also thinking, if you want I could ask your parents if they wouldn't mind you staying here for a bit longer because of..." I thought of some excuse that could warrant Frankie to stay with me. "...some random illness that keeps coming back and you offered to take care of me?" I shrugged, knowing it was a little idiotic but I was afraid of what Frankie would accidentally blurt out if she was alone with her parents. "By the way..." I removed the thick silver ring on my pinkie, hoping it fit her. "Here, I can't go out and buy an engagement ring yet so we can use this for the mean time; I think it can fit you... Aside from that, Raina's brother implanted the rings I wear with tracking chips so they could keep an eye on me. I want to make sure you're safe all the time so at least I'll feel better if I know where you are... Are you alright with that?" I set the ring on the table, hoping she'd say it was alright.
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Post by Tiff on Mar 1, 2011 22:57:55 GMT -5
I picked up the coffee mug and took a sip, before setting it down. "I think that would be a good idea, you picking me up, I can't imagine how my friends would react to that, let alone the badgering I might get outside the school walls if I were to walk home like normal." I placed another piece of scone in my mouth and considered his excuse for why I would need to stay. "I don't think they'd buy that, but..." He continued to speak and I closed my mouth, feeling it might be easier for me to wait until he was finished talking before trying to put in my own two cents. I eyed the ring he removed from his pinkie and set on the table, all the while listening to the words coming out of his mouth.
A small part of me was disappointed that I wouldn't get the entire engagement package, but I had to remind myself that we weren't really getting engaged and it was senseless for him to go all out. I picked up the ring, turned it in my fingers and then slid it on the ring finger on my left hand, it fit like a dream. "That's fine, I'm fine with it." I ran my finger over my the silver band and then up at him. "If we're really going to go through with the engagement." I raised my left hand to show him the ring. "My parents aren't going to question why I'm staying over here." I glanced at the scone in my right hand and then back at him. "Maybe you and I can go to my parents after school and talk to them, I can't see myself going there alone now."
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Post by kristay on Mar 1, 2011 23:14:54 GMT -5
I smiled, a bit relieved that she had taken it. At least now, I could always check up on her if I ever needed to or if any situation arose where I would need to find her; at least I'd have a way. I was happy that the ring fit her; as if it was meant to be and I knew I had to stop thinking like that because she wasn't even mine to begin with. It was just a very elaborate charade to keep the people we cared about safe. I nodded at her suggestion. "Alright, let's go to see them after I pick you up from school. Don't worry; I'll be with you... Let's just say, we're engaged but the date hasn't been picked yet because I want you to finish school first before we marry. How about that? At least that way, they won't be clamoring for a date."
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Post by Tiff on Mar 1, 2011 23:36:09 GMT -5
I nodded my head abruptly. "That's far better than the illness story you fabricated." I felt like I was being rude and swiftly apologized. "I shouldn't be too picky about our story, I know, you're doing me a huge favor and I'm being ungrateful." I picked up a piece of french toast and dipped it in a tiny bowl of syrup before bringing it to my mouth. "Are you sure you're alright with all of this? I could make myself scarce until you think I could be left with Maggie and Joe without them getting into any serious trouble." I didn't like that idea myself and even if I could get my head around the idea that Maggie and Joe were really my parents, I still didn't think I could live with them, the idea he'd offered last night was too deeply rooted. I was amazed at how quickly I'd become accustom to him.
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Post by kristay on Mar 1, 2011 23:51:25 GMT -5
I laughed at her. "It's alright; you aren't being rude or ungrateful you know... It was the truth; it sounded unbelievable and shady." I watched her eat the french toast as I sipped my coffee and smiled. "I brought you into this; I want to see it through... And I won't be the reason why this whole operation fails. We're really close... I can feel it." I stopped myself though... They'd explain it a lot better to Frankie than I could. "You're silly Frankie... I want you here; this house is so big and empty when I'm the only one who lives here." I sipped my coffee. "I know it sounds forward and a little silly when it comes from someone you don't really know that well; but it's nice that I have someone to talk to... Someone I can be myself around..."
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Post by Tiff on Mar 2, 2011 0:25:33 GMT -5
I nodded and looked at my lap, I believed him, every word he said and yet I still felt out of place. "Is there something you needed to do? I can find something to do for the next hour if you have things you need to get done. You're a busy man and I've taken up more than enough of your time with my insecurities." I finished the piece of french toast and swallowed the remains of my coffee cup. "The fact that you like having me here to talk to, honestly, it's one of the least strange things going on in my life right now."
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Post by kristay on Mar 2, 2011 0:34:14 GMT -5
I leaned back and ran my fingers through my messy bedhead; I still hadn't taken a shower but I could get dressed pretty quickly. "No; I'm not busy; I just pretend to be... That's the secret." I winked and laughed. "I like to wake up early for no reason; why don't we use this time to get to know each other? I mean, if your friends ask about me, at least you won't be lying right? And if your parents ask me anything while we're at your place, then I can answer without stuttering. What do you think?" Aside from wanting to have coinciding stories, I really did want to learn more about her; wanted to learn if she remembered anything from the past or if it had really changed her. I wanted to learn about the things she liked and disliked and what things she was afraid of so I could protect her from them.
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Post by Tiff on Mar 2, 2011 0:51:34 GMT -5
This was not the time wasting activity I'd had in mind, not that I didn't want to get to know him, I really wanted to get to know him, but I wasn't comfortable with talking about myself. Sure this time yesterday if you could have gotten me out of bed I would have been thrilled to sit and talk to you about me and my life, but today not so much. I wasn't sure of myself anymore, I didn't know what was me and what was just forced memory. "I...I..." I was stuttering and feeling a bit flustered. "I'm not sure I can..." I said. "I don't know me anymore. "I know I love playing the piano, I'm fairly good at it." I tried to see if I knew anything about when I was Maggie and Joe's daughter, if my love of the piano was something I really liked. "I think that's a love of my own and maybe even of Frankie's." I paused and shook my head. "I don't know my real name. Do you know it?"
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Post by kristay on Mar 2, 2011 2:57:45 GMT -5
I bit my lip, realizing what I had done a few seconds too late. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get you to start thinking about your past..." I paused because I didn't really know what else to say. "Why don't we try to figure out things that you like? I mean, to see if you really like them, you know?" It sounded childish and a bit silly but I wanted her to be comfortable with me and I had a feeling she was more than just lost... It was like her whole identity was stolen from her in less than a night. "I'm sorry... I don't know your real name. I always just knew you as... well... Frankie Conrad." I put my hands in my lap and looked at her; I wasn't afraid of meeting her gaze and I hoped she wasn't afraid of meeting mine. "What's Frankie's favorite food then?"
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Post by Tiff on Mar 2, 2011 18:05:17 GMT -5
I frowned, I was really counting on him to know my name even if it was just because Maggie and Joe had mentioned it. But I was being selfish assuming that Maggie and Joe would speak of me to just every one they came across. I wasn't sure how strong the relationship between them and Alec was but I could only assume they might not trust him or might not have trusted him fully until very recently.
I met his gaze and smiled. "My favorite food is Fettuccine Alfredo." Again I began to wonder if this was something I liked or Conrad liked. "Is that a common meal in the Poor districts?" I had the slightest suspicion that it wasn't.
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