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First Meeting p9

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The next morning, I woke up in Janza's bed with a killer head ache. I also noticed that I was in bed with the same outfit I was wearing yesterday, minus my jacket. I lightly rubbed my forehead as I tried to remember what had happened the day before.
"Morning Rose." The one to greet her was Windstorm and the fox was being quiet for once. She stepped into the room with a tray in her hands and sat on the waterbed. "Janza fell asleep at his laptop last night and he's out cold. Poor guy is so exhausted. I brought you a...light breakfast and something to drink."
I sighed, "Ah, thanks...what happened yesterday..? I can hardly remember anything.."
"I don't remember exactly...Janza went to pick you up from the prison, he was in such a rush. He left you in here to sleep then spent most of the night on his laptop trying to take care of some things for his job. Do you still have that headache? I brought you a pill in case you did.." Windstorm flashed me  a cool smile.
"Oh...." I muttered. "Can't believe I forgot..."
I was silent for a minute, "Did you say you had some aspirin handy?"
"It's motrin actually...but yeah." Windstorm offered me a bottle of water

I pushed myself up, grunting and wincing as I sat up. "God, my entire body hurts....Those dickheads....didn't their mother ever teach them it's impolite to hit a woman?"
"You probably don't remember how angry Janza was then....he was about ready to knock your brother's teeth out." Windstorm smiled sheepishly, her twin tails waving
"Well...soon to be brother-in-law, actually. And I remember it....sort of....I must have really been out of it..." I took the water and medicine from Windstorm and took the pill.
Windstorm set the tray to my side and got up, glancing at the clock. "I have to get going..Alex and I have college. When Janza wakes up, I know he'll be wanting to see you. Bye now." Windstorm smiled once more before slipping out the door.

I waved farewell, then sat there, thinking back to what had happened. All the pieces were being put back together as I remembered what had happened and how unfair it was. I picked at the food Windstorm brought me, sighing heavily as I became considerably depressed. I turned and got out of bed, slipping my feet into my boots and going downstairs, finding Janza at the table, asleep. I slightly smiled as I took off my jacket and draped it across his shoulders.
It wasn't long before Janza stirred and opened his eyes, an annoying beeping sound on his laptop ringing in his ear. He groaned irritably and pulled it shut, shutting it up. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, looking behind him as the jacket slid onto the chair. "What the....? Rose.." He picked up the jacket and got up out of the chair, cracking his stiff back.

I had gone onto the sofa and stretched out, due to my headache making me feel light headed and nauseous. Janza leaned over the back of the couch and laid my jacket over my chest, smiling down at me while trying to smooth down his hair. "Hey.."
I opened my eyes slightly, "Hey baby..." smiling weakly.
"I hope you slept well...did Windy give you the motrin?" He asked me, caressing my face.
I nodded, "Head still really hurts though..."
"Well...that should go away soon.." He sighed heavily. "Whenever you go back...tell Inferno for me that I apologize for my...erratic behavior.."
"K...but I wanna stay here with you..." I whispered.
"Yeah I know...I'm just...sorry you had to go through that." Janza bent over the back of the couch and kissed my forehead.
I smiled up at him, "Not your fault, hon..." I winced suddenly, holding my hand to my right temple, biting my lip. "Ow..."
"Is that where it hurts..?" He asked.
"Uh huh...think this is where I was bleeding from..." I muttered.
Janza sauntered over to the freezer and pulled a blue thing out of it, wrapped it in a dish towel and handed it to me. "Maybe this will make it feel better....it's a gel pack instead of just a bunch of ice."
I squeaked from the touch of the cold gel pack, but it did help with the pain a bit, so I held the pack against the side of my head. "Thanks Janz.."

Janza walked around and sat on the couch near my head, playing with my hair. "I canceled our show tomorrow so I could stay here with you...manager had a fit, but I couldn't give a flying fuck, really.." He smiled a little.
"Aw honey..." I smiled as I looked up at him. "Sorry you had to waist your money on getting me out..."
"Pssht...we're superstars, we can spend it on whatever we want." Janza flipped his hand dismissively.
Being close to him again after that nightmare was a godsend. Even though I felt safe and happy again, the memories of being stuck in that cell, barely able to move rushed back. I pushed myself up, got on his lap, rested my head on his shoulder, and wrapped my arms around him in a tight embrace, shivering slightly.

Janza wrapped his arms around me and held me firmly, as if daring anyone to try and take me from him. He nuzzled my head and sighed heavily, feeling a bit relieved from all the pressure he had been under
I shook more, letting out a sniffle as tears began to roll down my cheeks and onto his shoulder.
"What's wrong..?" He asked worriedly.
I couldn't answer right away, as I softly sobbed. As soon as my crying lessened after a few minutes, I sniffed, "I was so scared in there..."
"I know you were...I wanted you out bad...hence my attitude.." He almost spat as he thought of them again. I pulled myself into him and tightly squeezed him, tears streaming down my cheeks.
Janza gently hugged my head against his chest and curled up a little, pressing his face into my hair.
I stayed like that for what felt like hours before I got up off his lap.
"You feel okay..?" He asked, watching me carefully
I wiped her eyes, sniffling. "yeah...I..I gotta pee.."
"Alright...no passing out please." He said and stayed where he was, a little concerned about me walking around light-headed.

I got into the bathroom and as I wiped my eyes, I could feel my stomach turn into knots. Already feeling light headed and weak, I kind of tumbled down to the toilet bowl, lifted the lid and spewed vomit into it. I coughed as I finished, panting for a moment as if to gather my strength. I ripped off some toilet paper, using it to wipe my mouth, then spat into the bowl. I stood, lowered the seat along with my shorts and panties to do what I had gone in there to do. As soon as I had finished, I pulled my clothes back up and flushed the toilet. I walked out of the bathroom, brushing my hair out of my face. I really should have eaten more of the breakfast Windstorm gave me before taking that pill…but the upset tummy didn't keep me from returning to Janza's lap. As I cuddled up to him, he shifted, laying against the arm rest of the couch. He sighed quietly as he rested his arm around my shoulders and relaxed. I rested my head on his chest, still shaking slightly from crying. My cell phone vibrated in my pocket and I flipped it open, replied to a message from Christy, then dropped it on the floor and tried to get closer to him.
"Just my sister checking on me..." I whispered as I nuzzled into his chest and stayed there.
He sighed gently and rested his cheek on my head, rubbing my lower back. I sighed heavily as he rubbed my back, rewarding him with the sound of me purring. Janza smiled lightly and rubbed higher up on my back, almost clinging to me.

I purred louder as I began to feel better, losing some of the discomfort that was lingering in my back and my stomach had begun to settle. Janza pressed another kiss to my forehead, then one to my cheek and he hugged me close again. I pulled myself up to his face and passionatley kissed him, running my fingers along his quills.
"Mm..?" He made a surprised sound, not expecting me to do that and he gently kissed me back, leaving his hands where they were. I continued to kiss him for a good long while before returning to my previous position. Feeling exhaustion returning, I slowly closed her eyes and she dozed off, snoring softly. Janza subtley settled me down on the couch again, draping his big blue blanket over me before going to sit at his laptop at the table.
Yeah, it's a bit long, so sue me.

Rose basically is recovering from the hit to the head and the shock from being in prison. She's thanking her lucky stars nothing happened to her while she was in jail, but is still scarred from the experience.

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