On My Own (Josiah)

[Josiah]

She seemed to have wasted no time getting into the kitchen and getting herself ready, he could not believe that she actually seemed to like this stuff but with everything they put into the addictive grease filled food stuffs he could not blame her. He had eaten this kind of food before but was not big on it . He had ordered a chicken sandwich and fries which were out on the table. She began eating as he grabbed himself a beer from the fridge and sat down across from her.

Opening the beer he took a sip before getting to his food.

“I can’t believe your so hungry already” Josiah mention, “I guess I’ll have to make bigger breakfast to hold you over a bit better” he siad taking a bite from his sandwich. He had no idea saw dust passed for premium white meat chicken these days.

Washing it down with a swig of cold beer he sighed lightly “I’m glad you seem happy here” he suddenly muttered before he went back to eating as though he had not mentioned his happiness at her being here

[Siege]

“I can’t believe your so hungry already”

“I guess I’ll have to make bigger breakfast to hold you over a bit better”

As Siege chewed she gave a shrug, she couldn't answer til she had swallowed anyway, and this kind of meal you had to wash down, so she took a swig of her soda and shrugged again.

"Well I'm used to little or no food, so having it in easy supply I guess my body is making up for lost time."

It was true, she had been poor almost every dime she had made went into the apartment that most wouldn't even want to drive by much less live in. But she couldn't do much about it, she had needed a place to live and that had been the only one she could afford. There were often times that she would go days without eating all together, and then get a couple bucks and go nuts at the dollar store buying whatever she could that was big, and chow down til her stomach hurt. Eating always made her sleepy bcause her body wasn't used to processing it, but she was going to get back on track if she continued to live with Josiah.

I’m glad you seem happy here”

She looked up, his eyes were guarded but she detected a slight bit of softness to them as he said that. But she did notice that he didn't seem happy she was here at all, and the kiss in the car was like nothing had ever happened, he didn't nod or say your welcome, or it was my pleasure, it was like he blacked out the five seconds of his life. Siege sighed.

"But.. you aren't happy I'm here.. are you?"

She put her burger down, they probably should have gone through all this before they went shopping, but shopping had been his idea and not hers, it wasn't something she was used to, though she did appreciate it. All she could do was wait for the inevitable answer.

[Josiah]

She sighed and he could only wonder why until she spoke, it was a question he was kind of getting fed up with since she had asked something similar already. He guessed that she just wasn’t getting the fact that he wouldn’t have invited her to stay here just out of the kindness of his heart, after all he was sure such a thing didn’t dwell within his being.

“What ever I tell you right now…your not going to believe me” He said as his eyes looked over to her before he took another sip of his drink.

“So I am not going to give you an answer now…instead…we are going to paint your room…and hopefully, before the day is done something will come here that will give you an answer that you will not be able to question” his eyes were piercing as they looked at her, but it was not the kind of cold piercing he normally glared people down with, instead it was more of a commanding and strong look telling her to live with what he had just told her and that she would have to wait no matter what.

“Now…if your done…I have some smocks upstairs we can wear so we don’t get paint all over us” he siad having the strangest feeling she was losing her appietite.

[Siege]

“What ever I tell you right now…your not going to believe me”

Her brows narrowed. How dare he make that assumption!!! How could he think that, but then again she knew it was true. But it wasn't that she would think he was lying, more that she was so unsure of her welcomness, she was sure that he was merely tollerating her. But the first chance that came along he'd give her a nice boot to the head like that creep at the mall. She had never been welcome before. Her parents had left her alone at the age of five, the orphanage had been the scene of countless times of being unwanted, unpicked, unchosen, and abused often. She had never had a place she felt completely accepted and so she was just paranoid she supposed.

“So I am not going to give you an answer now…instead…we are going to paint your room…and hopefully, before the day is done something will come here that will give you an answer that you will not be able to question”

Siege's brows rose. What the fuck did that mean. Her stomach growled and she picked up her burger biting into it angrily as she stared down his little commanding look. She continued to eat til she was finished with her burger and together they headed upstairs. She recieved the smock from him and clipped it on over her body as they lugged the big box upstairs, she explained that she wanted the ceiling to stay white, the doors, and the window sils. But the rest of it could be painted. She opened the cans of paint and poured a tray for each of them, letting him do the top half while she did the bottom half, as they worked they talked a bit, about this and that, nothing all that important, and as they put the last finishing touch on the first coat of paint the door bell rang. Siege looked up.

"Who the hell is that?" she asked curiously, as she followed him down the stairs.

[Josiah]

She didn’t seem to question him after that and that was exactly what he had wanted, he knew she had her own issues but he didn’t feel he was equipped to deal with them given his own problems, and so he was just going to let his actions speak for him instead of the words he was sure he would screw up on.

Eventually they found their way upstairs to her room, it was nice and had a decent amount of space, its windows allowed for plenty of natural light to come in especially during sunset which she would have a perfect view of every day. They painted and talked nothing extravigent or life changing, which was actually a big deal for the boy who only spoke for when he needed to, he wondered if she realized what a big deal it was for captain quite to break his natural silence.

Just as they were done though it was almost like clock work, the doorbell rang and her answer was at the front door, unlike the furniture store he had been able to pay for same day delivery at the music store. Taking off his smock he looked over to her and motioned for her to follow and her footsteps were not far behind.

Going outside the delivery guy waited with his little clip board to be signed, it was the first thing Josiah did, the boxes which held her new toy stack outside the front door. He could hear her questioning what was going on and his eyes only looked at her or a moment.

“Seems your answer arrived” Josiah said to her. “Now…help me inside with it and then you can open it up” Josiah siad his tone almost playful in nature as though he had the proverbial ace up his neatly worn sleeve

[Siege]

He motioned for her to follow. And she did slipping off her smock, they would be back for the second and final coat here soon. But for now she had a sneaking suspiscion that he was up to no good. But she followed him back down the stairs with him and to the front door where there was a delivery man with several boxes. Now they weren't her furniture because there weren't enough of them, and they were of various sizes. This must be the answer that he was talking about. She helped Josiah move the boxes into the living room, they didn't have to rush or anything the first coat had to dry and it would take about an hour with the kind of paint they had.

“Seems your answer arrived”

“Now…help me inside with it and then you can open it up”

So it was her answer. As they set all the boxes down in the entry way, she sat down on the floor. It was like Christmas!! Though she had never gotten any gifts on Christmas, it was what she could imagine Christmas would be like. Giving and recieiving gifts, something she would have to do, when she got a bit of money would be to get Josiah some kind of thank you gift for all he had done for her. She waited, nearly bouncing off her knees for the go ahead. when he nodded, she jabbed her nail in the tape creating a rupture and then ripped from there to open it, only to gasp as the paper and cardboad were removed.

Siege stood. Her eyes alight, dancing with so much excitement it radiated from her body. There in the boxes was a set of drums. But not ANY set of drums, the lime green and chrome set from the store that she had played. She had thought he would be all too glad to get out of the store, all too happy to leave the racket behind but no, he had bought them for her.

Her face shot up, and looked at him. She jumped up and down three times, trying to expend the excitement the need to hug him, and the need to show him how much she adored the gift. But as her eyes looked up she froze. There one his face, so casually he stood, was a bright big smile, even his eyes glistened. Squeeling she rocketed herself across the distance and jumped up in his arms forcing him to catch her. She couldn't contain herself, she clung to him.

"Thank you!"

She said it over and over and over again as her lips purchased on his face, trying so hard to show her gratitude and yet failing miserably, but she kissed him on his forehead, his cheeks, his nose, his temple, and one more round before she squeezed him as tightly as she could. She heard him chuckle and she pulled back he still holding her, as she touched his cheek and put her forehead to his.

"I knew you were in there." she whispered excitedly, "You have a beautiful smile."

Jumping down she turned to the drums, her body so excited she could barely contain it. Her mind already making rules for herself promising never to play after nine on a week day since he probably went to bed early, and to learn some songs that he liked so it wouldn't be all bad. She began opening the other boxes her cheeks hurt from the smile that she could not seem to wipe from her face.

[Josiah]

A smug look was on his face as he gave her the nod to open her packages, he knew his headphones and her Ipod were in the smallest box but the rest of them of course was her main gift. She all but ripped the first box open and he could swear her eyes popped out of her head. It was a priceless look of excitement and joy that put a small smile on his face, now there was no way she could ask him that question again if he was willingly going to subject himself to this.

She jumped up and down several times,it was actually very humorous to him to watch it. Hell even he had a sense of humor even if it was dormant half the tume. She then face him and before he knew it a squeal broke the sound barrier just before her movements as she leapt at him. He caught her of course, he wasn’t going to let her fall face first on the floor after all. But that had been her master plan it seemed, beause as soon as she was in his arms she clung to him tighter then anything he could imagine.

She squealed her thanks over and over again forcing him to chuckle lightly at her excitement before she began to kiss his face almost like a happy puppy, he only thanked god it was a pair of plump lips rather then a slobbering tongue.. When she managed to calm down a bit he still held her for a moment, her body in trembling tremors of joy.

She mentioned his smileand lightly he began to control his face again but waited till she had fully turned around to restore himself to the cool casual individual he normally was. “Your welcome Siege” he managed to say to her “I hope you have your answer now” he siad lightly before he went to the smallest box and lifted it.

Opening it up sure enough her Ipod was in there along with his own little gift to himself.

A small chuckle escaped his lips once more “I am sure they’ll fit in with your room...”He set her ipod down holding his headphones in his hand “As for the rules concerning your drums….I know you have a lot of practicing to catch up on...So I bought myself these…once your room is done you get to play till your heart contempt till I go to bed at night” he gave her one last small grin.

“I hope you get to make good use out of them”

[Siege]

“Your welcome Siege”

“I hope you have your answer now”

She looked at him over her shoulder, the smile was gone, but it was still in his eyes for the time being. She would forever remember that smile, his first once since she had met him. A geniune smile too, nothing fake about it. She nodded to him before she turned and knelt down on the floor gently pulling each drum out of it's box and setting them to the side. She loved the paint and he had obviously realized this was her favorite color, now her phone and her drums matched. Digging around she found the sticks and grinned holding them, in her hands.

“I am sure they’ll fit in with your room...”

"Yeah! They will! I can't wait til it's all done and I can put my drums up there, I can't wait!"

“As for the rules concerning your drums….I know you have a lot of practicing to catch up on...So I bought myself these…once your room is done you get to play till your heart contempt till I go to bed at night”

Siege smiled looking over at him, completely missing the Ipod for the moment as her eyes softened. He wasn't mad in the least that he had bought headphones, she understood that to some people drums were merely noise makers, but to her, she could hear the music. And she loved being the one that carried the beat, it was nice, and there was nothing like being pissed off and going after your drums hard core.

"You know.." she began with a soft chuckle. "I'd kiss you if I didn't think you'd punch me for it."

Turning back she saw the Ipod, brilliant lime green, a nice small one, that would hold all the songs she needed it to and more. Now she just.. needed music, that was her next problem. She had zero cds, no stereo and no internet access to download music. So for now the Ipod would go unused and stay in it's perfect packaging until she was able to work out some way to get music on it. Though she could raid Fuddy Duddy's stash, she figured that it would be nothing but classical and oldies crap though, so she doubted there would be any hidden gems there, but she would bide her time, eventually an outlet for music would come.

“I hope you get to make good use out of them”

Siege smiled. "I will, I promise I will, I'd put them together now but it'd make it a pain in the ass to carry upstairs tomorrow, so.. I'll play them tomorrow, when they're in my room."

She couldn't help but smile, she was still holding the drumsticks in her hand. They were the same ones from the store as well, she couldn't wait til she got her room set up. Her own little paradise, and then she actually had a home. Her fingers brushed along the chrome trim of the drum closest to her, tears filled her eyes but she blinked them back.

Siege had never, in her life, been cared for. Never been bought anything, or spoiled, or given gifts to. Especially nothing like this. Clothing wasn't something she cared all that much about. But when it came to her room and her music, there was no better way to win over the young tattooed girls' heart. Siege swallowed hard, she was more touched than he would ever know, and there really was just no way for her to show it. She wouldn't cry though, she couldn't remember the last time she had cried, one of those dark stormy nights for sure, but, nothing so sentimental as this. And she didn't want him to thnk she was an idiot for crying just because someone cared enough to care for her.

"Hey Josiah?" she asked softly, her bangs hiding most of her eyes, as her fingers cntinued to brush over her drums. "..one day.. .. .. one day I'm going to pay you back... I'll give you something you've always wanted, I swear I will."

[Josiah]

He almost chuckled about her comment about kissing him, he was curious what she thought she had done to his face. She was really an affectionate one something he was sure she hide from the world as best as he hid his grins and smiles. But he was just glade that she was happy, he had a feeling if she could sleep byt them tonight she would try to.

He looked down to her, her hair short as it were managed to cover most of her grey eyes from his view though he could see her hand refusing to leave her lime green and chrome drums. She called his name and his head tilted slightly. She sounded sad and yet happy at the same time, it was a sentiment he really could not understand but right now he knew that those drums and the fact that he had got them for her seemed to mean a great deal to the little tattooed girl.

She told him one day she was going to pay him back, give him something that he’s always wanted. It was a sweet offer but one he doubted that she nor anyone for that matter would ever be able to fill, he wanted for nothing well atleast that’s what he thought.

“You don’t have to pay me back….I got you those because I wanted to…the only thing you have to do is enjoy them” he said lightly to her before letting out a sigh.

“Now…I think its about time we start on that second coat for your room…if the paint sets as quickly as it should…you should be able to belt out your first solo before dinner tonight” He siad to her before his feet began to move looking to go back upstairs and finish their job

[Siege]

“Now…I think its about time we start on that second coat for your room…if the paint sets as quickly as it should…you should be able to belt out your first solo before dinner tonight”

"Okay."

Together they went back upstairs. Both of them putting their smocks back on and filling the trays. Again they got to talking about small things, school, people, things they had done before, it was nice though. Just chatting. The paint was going on beautifully, and Siege was glad that she had picked this color, it really was lovely. When they finished they stood back leaning tiredly against one another and admiring a job well done, she couldn't wait for it to dry and see it in the morning sun.

Looking up at him she could only grin and smile at him. Then they left the room, leavng it to dry. That night they shared a nice home cooked dinner of chicken, rice, and some green beans. It was wonderful, better than anything she had eaten before, and she probably ate twice as much as he did. But she helped with the dishes, and they got cleaned up seperatly, they were both beat. It had been a very long day. She put on that little outfit he had seemed to like so much, and he already laying in bed in the dark room when she came to him. Blushing a bit.

"I'm so tired." she yawned rubbing one of her eyes sleepily as she sunk down to his bed. Grabbing his hand, she turned her back to him so that her back was against his chest. Snuggling down she sighed.

"Goodnight." she whispered softly as she drifted off towards sleep, her breathing deepening softly, as she began to sleep with him there holding her for one last night.

[Josiah]

It had been a long day, but they had accomplished much and tomorrow she would be in her own room, her own little piece of private space within his house. Hopefully the arrangement would help her, she was becoming some what of a friend to him and it was causing him to want to make sure she was able to stand on her feet so to speak, he knew what it was like to constantly be knocked off of them in life and from what he had seen from her first night here so had she, though this time it had looked like she had thought about not wanting to get back up.

The night went by quickly the night was beautiful the weather just right for it to be enjoyable, her room was drying and the windows which had been left open a crack would mean that they would not have to wake up to that freshly painted aroma which seemed to linger at times. She was going to share his bed one last time tonight, it really made no sense at this point to put her on the sofa bed since she had already shared his room twice with him, he knew he could sleep with her around and so he wasn’t worried.

That was until she entered the room wearing that sheer little lingerie thing she had picked up which he had seen before in the furniture store. It made him swallow slightly at the sight o her in it. The moonlight hit her and he could see quite a bit of her, he thank god darkness covered his warm cheeks. It was sheer and thin but there was just enough fabric in the right area’s to block everything from view and leave a tid bit to the imagination.

She didn’t linger long and walked to his bed getting into it and pulled the light sheet over them, it was one of those nights were you barely needed anything but that. He let out a small sigh, he could do this…she was indeed trying to tease him but he could do this and get to sleep….or so he thought.

She took his arm and pulled him around her keeping his chest to her back, the sheer fabric of her outfit left little between the warmth of his rippling torso and the tight silken flesh of her back. He bite his lower lip lightly feeling nervous, feeling that urge to pull back as his reasoning told him to, but his instinct as a male kept him still, and as she siad good night his brian was finally able to calm.

20 or so minutes passed, his eyes still open unable to get comfortable like this yet, he had expected her in alittle more cloth and snuggling into his side like she had the night before, but this…this was to different to relax into like he thought he could.

Nervously his thumb began to stroke her taunt stomach, she sounded asleep and as he touched her he heard her relax even more. She seemed to back up into him even more, the curve of her bottom pressing against his boxers making him blush lightly. He hated to be touched, he hated when people rabbed him or tried to hold onto him…but..but..he couldn’t fight how much his skin was enjoying the feel of her warm silken smooth skin touching his own.

He clothed his eyes for a moment. (She’s asleep…your in control….she…she won’t mind if you touch her alittle more…she’ll never even know) his thoughts told him.

Slowly his hand which was around her moved slowly and gently beneath the sheets and began to touch her legs and hips, stroking the area lightly with his finger tips, he could feel his breathing accelerate no matter how he tried to fight it off. He toucher her like that for some time till his hand wanted to see what her other curves felt like. Gently his hand began to explore her body taking its time in a gentle touch hugging her curves through the fabric of her outfit.

And then he came to her breasts…his arm was suppose to be around her anyway right?...she’d ever know and if she stired he could play it off as though he was asleep and his hand slipped….yes he had control and he decided to use it.

His hand cupped her curved chest, they were not horribly large like the fake excuses he had seen in some strip clubs, but they seemed to be ther perfect size to fit within his hand and fill it. Lightly he fondled her as though she were a lover of great importance, his breathing quickened and he felt his own parts stir pressing against her. And then…as though she were his lover he decided, since she had wanted it so badly this day it seemed…he kissed the back of her shoulder lightly…letting her flesh feel his lips just once, he knew it would never be what she had in mind this afternoon, but right now that was all he could bring himself to do

[Siege]

She was definatly a touch junkie. And most wouldn't think her past was what it was as much as she enjoyed touch. But you could tell there were times she was unwilling to let people touch heer, sometimes when they got too close, or touched her the wrong way she felt as though she was trapped as she was when she was younger. Forced to do things that no child should ever be forced to do. But now, when she had someone she actually trusted enough to smile and laugh around she felt as though his touch was more of a Godsend than anyting else. She was falling for him as much as she hated to admit it, it was why he was able to get under her skin so easily by some of the things that he did, but one couldn't control their heart, they did what they could to try, but it was never completely under someone's control.

Through her sleep she felt him moving, and assumed he was merely getting settled. But his touch was what began to bring her out of the sleeping state she was in. Bringing her back to awareness. His hand slid up her hip, carressing her curves, making her heart beat faster, her breath rise slightly. Over the flat stomach and up to her chest. All this time she had tried so hard to keep quiet, after all, this was something that he probably needed. One one hand her mind was panicing, she had been in this situation before, and it always ended in her held down and raped visciously from her bed. But the other part of her mind screamed this was not the orphanage. She could smell the salt of the sea, and the cologne that Josiah wore, she could feel the soft cotton sheet, and the hard toned body against her. Her mind began to relax.

When he leaned down and placed a kiss on her shoulder, a gasp came from the small body in his arms. He had.. kissed her, something she had never expected. Siege turned over, and touched his cheek softly, her eyes vivid with pleasure and desire, half opened in the moonlight.

"Josiah.." her voice whispered his name in heated desire, as she pulled herself close, and kissed his chest, not wanting it to end. Any breakthrough was a breakthrough, but more than that, if he was welcoming her touch in this kind of way she wanted to be closer to him.

Their room filled with heated but quiet passion. Their breathing was heavy, and yet at the same tme so soft. Whispering each others names, as they began to pleasure each other. This was not sex, not making love, they were not ready for that, but she wanted to be there for him, and he wanted this as badly as she did. Neither kissed each other on the lips, this was purely an exploritory mission. He finished before her, covering her in the fluid of passion before she finished her off. Both of them laying half clothed in bed panting, soft smiles on bothh their faces. He was new at it, she had to show him the ropes but that wasn't something she cared about, so long as he was happy.

But now she would need a shower, it was important, that she get clean and not sully the bed. She rose, after a few minutes and tugged on his hand.

"come with me Josiah, I .. I don't want you to let go yet."

When he rose they would head to the bathroom where she would start the shower, and heated up the water. Pulling him in she snuggled into his arms, again, closing her eyes as the water fell around them. Her head resting on his chest, his arms around her small frame. She hoped that he wouldn't pull away from her right now, that perhaps this was some sort of sign. Something that would enable them to get closer to each other. Perhaps it was the start of more.

[Josiah]

She awoke and he froze at first, but she whispered his name her eyes so vivid with desire in the soft moonlight as though begging him to not stop. He was embarrassed to say the least having never done anything like this, hell he had never even watched a porn or even attended a sex ed class. But even so she clearly didn’t seem to care, she wanted touch even if it was from his inexperienced hands.

Time became trivial lost to heaving breathing and soft caressing, staying close to one another never letting their hands stop in their actions as they whispered each others names. She touched him places of him he had never even touched himself out of his lack of any sensual wantings.it was weird at first his whole body shivered at the sensation, but she was soft almost loving in her actions just t the point were he could find the action itself pleasurable. In a way, he probably lived every virgins nightmare in finishing first (And by her hand no less) but there was more to this for him then just the ending pleasure most got from such actions.

It was the fact that he could honestly say he experienced what pleasure was that made this a footnote in his life, and that he could receive such a feeling from another person that put his mind in a bit of turmoil.

They ended sweaty and panting messes, his fluid one her and a bit on himself, when she rose to get leaned and tugged his hand he did not fight it in the least. He followed her, his mind in a bit of thought but not completely lost to it.

Under that hot water he held her, it seemed okay at the moment to allow himself this connect to her even if it was slighty wrong in his brain. This had been the first time in 8 years he had ever been nude around another, the first time in his life it happened to be with a girl, there were no lights other then the moonlight which shown through the windows but that was all they seemed to need, she’d actually be able to see his body for the rippling sculpture of lean mass that it really was when not completely covered with his normal clothes. Though still the dim light kept his scars hidden from the eye at the moment.

“Siege?” he siad as the water poured onto them…she looked to him but he only shook his head “Sorry…it was nothing” he said lightly, he had no idea what to say for once in his life but that was okay.

When the water shut off she seemed not done with him yet, they dried one another letting the moments between them linger longer, he had a feeling both of them knew when the sun came up something would be different, though he could not know if it was for the better or worse

[Siege]

He held her under the waterfall, the lights even in the bathroom weren't on, there was a window above the shower, that let in a bit of the moonlight. It was all they needed, she felt that light would ruin their moment, and that was the last thing she wanted. She could feel an arm around her waist, a hand in her hair the thumb stroking over the wet locks as she clung to him tightly.

“Siege?”

"Yeah, Jo?" Siege looked up softly from his chest. But he merely shook his head.

“Sorry…it was nothing”

"All right."

They didn't actually need to wash, it was more of a rinse to get the fluids off their bodies and another reason for him to hold her. She wsn't sure what ws going to change, but something would, you couldn't go from friends, to sexual encounters and back again. It was the kind of thing that would change the dynamic in their lives. But as he held her, she couldn't care, so long as he didn't kick her out, she wouldn't leave him. She liked being around him even if he was frustrating.

"Hey Josiah?"

When he made the 'mm?' sound to say that he was listening she would continue.

"It's .. Sage.. " she whispered. "As much as I hate it, that's my real name."

A few more minutes passed before, they turned the water off and stepped out. It was a warm night, they dried each other off in a rather caring way. It was nice, to see his side of him, she could tell he was basically lost in thought, but his eyes were softer, much different than before. Taking his hand she led him back to the room, and lay down on the bed tugging him down with her, not allowing him to get dressed. There really seemed no point to it. As he lay there, she curled up into his body, they were still a bit damp, but they would dry and so would the bed. Laying her head on his chest, she curled into him.

"Goodnight, pleasant dreams."

Seconds later the young girl was passed out in his arms, completely tired, and completely happy. This day, could not have been any better, never had she thought he would do such things with her, or let her into his home, take her shopping, show her that he really was human inside. This was a day she would surely not forget.

[Josiah]

She told him her real name, the one he was sure she had, after all who the hell was named Siege, he doubted she wished to be called that but it was a nice name, one she should probably tell people.

Soon she lead him by the hand back to his room and pulled him into bed with her never allowing him to get a pair of anything on him, it was a sensation that made him want to blush again, he was normally never nude for more then the 10 minutes he took in the shower every day. She did not seem to care though as she curled into his body as though she had not wanted a thing between them at this moment, this night were he had allowed his guard to drop for a short time.

She was soon fast asleep, he had stayed up a while longer with his thoughts, taking advantage of the pack he kept on his night stand along with the ashtray that was already there as though a permenate fixture. He enjoyed two before he could calm this thoughts down enough to let his eyes shut. What tomorrow would bring he was not sure, for once in a long time the day had no plan or structure to it, he could not predict it or what would occur.

And yet it wasn’t bothering him as much as he thought it would, what would they be to one another in the morning? He didn’t know…but he was willing to find out