On My Own (Josiah)

[Josiah]

He knew there was no way she could pay him back, but that was the last thing he had on his mind. While he was not rich persay he did have a savings that would keep him comfortable for quite some time, even with the expenses of Siege moving it, and the tiny fortune he had amassed would only grow as he continued to work in his unsavory profession.

They spent quite some time getting it ready, but eventually they managed, they were just lucky the extra room he had given her was a decent size and able to fit her things within it without getting over cluttered. She was leaning against him now revealing in her handy work. It was alittle to colorful for his tastes, if he had to change it he might have gone for a solid red black and gold oriental theme…but then the lime green drums would stick out…oh well this hippies acid trip of a color scheme seemed to be to her enjoyment.

“I think all your missing is a t.v and fridge and I’d never be able to drag you out of this place” His cool eyes looked down to her body still against his own.

“Guess now that you have a fully furnished room..” His hand came up and tussled her hair as though she were some small child, if she chose to keep calling him pops he was going to play into it just to piss her off. “.. it means that you finally have a home, with a little haven that all yours within it” Josiah said letting his hand fall

“This is the part you start torturing me with drums solo’s….isn’t it?” Josiah said his brow slightly raised, he was joking of course hopefully she was grasping onto that fact especially since his free hand came to rest on her hip trying his best to do alittle better with her.

[Siege]

“I think all your missing is a t.v and fridge and I’d never be able to drag you out of this place”

Siege chuckled. He couldn't be so lucky as to give her a room that she would never want to leave. She liked him way too much and by habit she was a creature of socialization, she needed to be around the others. Still though, she did enjoy the fact that he didn't mind holding her right then, letting her lean against him, and not pushing her away at all. He was sweet. Even though he would deny it til the day he died, and he was slowly warming up to her.

“Guess now that you have a fully furnished room..”

She chuckled as he reached up and ruffled her short hair, making her squint her eyes playfully. But she was having a good time, being around him was wonderful. She enjoyed his company and she enjoyed knowing they could possibly get close.

“.. it means that you finally have a home, with a little haven that all yours within it”

Home. It was a word that she had never really used. His hand came down, and clasped her hip gently, Siege smiled as she looked up at him with a smile. Raising her arms she encircled his neck and pulled him down so that she could kiss the underside of his jaw gently. Putting a great deal of care into it. It was sweet and gentle, before her lips pulled back.

"That is the best gift, I could have ever gotten."

The rest of the night was wonderful. They laughed and talked, and Siege went about her room a bit, messing around with it, the shelves in her book shelves were empty but she figured they would fill soon enough. She played her drums a while, and set up her lap top, as she splayed out on her bed enjoying her room, though she had a feeling he missed her, as he came to check on her or ask her a pointless question every so often. After Siege had brushed her teeth she entered his room and perched on the edge of his bed for a moment. Dressed in silk tonight, red silk cami and short set, much less revealing than the night before. She gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek saying goodnight to him before she headed to her room.

Siege left her door open, as she turned her lights out. Her room was directly across from his, they were each at the end of a long hall, with the bathroom and a small closet seperating them. Opening a few windows so that the fresh ocean breeze would come into her room, she lay down in the sheets of her bed, the covers shoved to the very end. She was tired, though she missed his arms immediatly as she lay there. But soon, as tired as she was, she passed out in the center of her bed, the moonlight falling on her, her drum sticks clenched in one of her hands as she slept there. Alone.

[Josiah]

The rest of the day, it was nothing spectacular but that was kind of what he enjoyed. It was just like any other day you expected to teens to have together with no adult around, well minus a few minor things but they still managed to have fun together none the less. She had only stayed in her room for a short time but it had given him a chance to get his studying materials out of his car as well as go outside and get some training in on the beach. There was nothing like training on a unpredictable surface like sand, it was something that he felt was going to make him better in the long run.

When bed time rolled around, she surprised him with a visit to his room. It seemed she had needed some last bit of contact before being separated for the night. But soon enough she retired to her own room to go lay down for the night.

In a way, he had grown used to her in his bed, he found it weird but he did his best to shake off their feeling he could not grasp. Lighting his normal cigarette he sat up for a while longer reading in his bed by the light of his lamp before his crimson eyes glanced at the changing hours and realized he had nearly finished half of his first book.

He closed it and got up. He was quite as he moved, a little gift he had picked up. He peaked into her room and checked on her sound asleep, clenching to her drum sticks. He shook his head lightly before returnng to his room.

So that was his house mate, she’d be the person he saw most of his time…and maybe she would be the one…to give him what he wanted