Bad Day
#5 of Can I Trust Him?
People under 18 should leave. * * * Good to be Alive By Foralfur Arranco had been awake for hours now. He just laid there, holding Anorith as she slept. The smell of their love making still in the air, lightly perfuming the surrounding area. It was intoxicating, as the memory of last night came back to him. How they kissed, how they shared their bodies with one another, how they confessed their love. It was almost like a dream to him but here they lay still. He felt her stir as she slowly began to awake. "Good morning, Anorith," he said as he cradled her in his arms. "Arranco," she whispered in a sleepy tone, her eyes barely opened. She half-smiled as she saw him, embracing her. She leaned towards him before gently kissing him. "Don't ever leave me," she said in an almost saddened tone as she closed her eyes and pressed herself against his chest starling him for a minute before deepening his embrace. "I would never leave you Anorith. Why would you even say something like?" he asked. He could see tears running down her face. "It's just that, I... I was afraid that when I woke up you'd be gone," she sobbed as she lowered her head back to his chest. "I'm sorry." "Oh Anorith, you don't have to apologize. I love you and would never leave you," he replied lightly kissing her head. "I promise." "Thank you," she said calming herself. "Come on. Lets get washed up," he exclaimed getting up. She followed suit as they slowly made their way into the lake. It was oddly warm for so early in the morning but that just made it easier for them. "The water is nice and warm," he said as he looked at her and was mesmerized. The water was just flowing down her form as she washed herself. She saw this and giggled before splashing him with the water braking her spell over him. "What was that for," he said in an agitated tone looking at her. She merely laughed, "For being so bad and stare at me. We came to wash up, right?" He caught her drift and looked away to get to washing himself. "However," she started with a mischievous tone as she approached him, "maybe we could wash each other. That way you can look and wash me all at the same time," she finished. "Now look who's being bad," he grinned as he looked back her. "Don't say you weren't thinking the same thing," she said grinning back "Well, I was thinking more among the lines of a TONGUE BATH," he shouted as he playfully grabbed her and began to lick her tender neck. She moaned as his tongue massaged her neck lightly. "You like that," he whispered into her ear. "Now Arranco," she started as she pulled away, "we'll never get done if we continue like this. Now we should just get cleaned," she said before splashing some water on him and beginning to scrub him down. "That feels so good Anorith," he said as he allowed her to wash him. "Well I hope so," she began," cause if you don't wash me soon, I'm afraid I'll be to dirty for you and will never be able to touch you again out of fear of tainting your love," she joked as she acted out in false distress. He immediately began scrubbing her scales hearing this. He know she was joking but it still startled him. Never to be able to feel her touch again, that was a nightmare. They bathed each other for a few minutes until they were both satisfied with their work. "I guess we should head back now," Anorith sighed. "I guess,"he sighed back. "but that doesn't mean we can't see each other later, right?" he asked hopefully. "Of course," she replied, "but I should at least check up with my parents. Their probably still worried even though I've recovered." "They just love you, that's all," he said. "I know but sometimes it gets old. They still treat me like a child." she answered. "Anyways lets get going," as she began to spread her wings. "Whoa whoa now, your wings are still recovering. Let me carry you back, like before." he suggested. "Don't tell me your going to baby me to? I don't need a third parent, you know," she said in an annoyed voice. "I'm not trying to baby you, I'm merely saying..." "Saying what, that I can't take care of myself. Is that what your saying?" she barked. "I'm not saying tha......." "I thought you were different, Arranco. I thought you said you loved me but it looks like I was wrong" she shoot back before taking off in a huff. "Anorith," he shouted after her. He wanted to chase her but decide against it not wanting to repeat that scene again. As he stared at her go. "Perfect," said a voice watching in the shadows before disappearing. "Damn it," Anorith cried as she flew home. "I thought he was different. I thought he would treat me like an individual instead of a child. He doesn't love me, he doesn't love me at all," she continued, tears running down her face. "And I gave myself to him. I thought he could be my...... no he won't, no one will. The flew home was slow due to her wings but she pressed on. It was midday before she arrived home to her cave. "Why can't people just treat me like I'm responsible," she cried to herself. "Why does no one love me." "But he does love you," said a voice from behind. Before she could turn around, however, something blunt hit the back of her head causing her world to go dark. "That's why your perfect," said the voice. Several hours later, "I wonder were Anorith is? said Arranco as he came out of her cave. "She's probably still mad but I have to talk to her. Maybe her parents know," he said. It was strange, but he had a bad feeling about something. He merely quickened his pace as he flew towards Anorith's parents cave. He could spot an emerald color at the doorway. "Anor.... oh, I'm sorry Nela I thought you were your daughter," he said but noticed the look of shock on her face. "She's not with you," she replied almost frantic. "We went to her cave but she wasn't there, we thought she was with you," she said. "Somethings wrong, I can feel it." "Now, now, we don't know that," Arranco said trying to sound reassuring but not to sure himself. "She's probably getting some fresh air or something, she was pretty mad. "Mad? About what?" Nela asked looking at Arranco suspiciously. "Well, I'm not entirely sure why. I had offered to carry her home but she got mad, saying how everyone was treating her like a child and then she took off." he finished. "And you didn't follow her!? Why?" she asked now worried "You remember what happened last time I chase, don't you? I didn't want that to happen again," he replied. "I don't know, maybe we should get Drake and ask him to help search for her?" Nela suggested. "I guess it wouldn't hurt," he replied Elsewhere, "Where am I? Why did you bring me here?" Shouted Anorith at the dragon before her. She was tied to the floor and no matter how hard she tried she couldn't get free. "Damn, your loud. Your just like that last one," he replied looking at her. "Last one? What do you mean?" she asked in an angry tone. "Hmmmmm, you might as well know. You'll probably join her soon anyways," he replied with a smirk. "She was a silver dragon, 'bout your age I'm guessing, but way more obnoxious, wouldn't shut up for a minute. Even after I told hear this place was sound proof and everything she still kept screaming, hoping someone would rescue her, just like all those fairy tales. But that's they ever are, fairy tales, one came to save her and so I killed her, after my fun of course," He smiled to himself as if recalling a happy moment of his past. "If only I could remember her name, Sheik, Shike....." "Shelk," Anorith whispered looking at the dragon. "That's the one, Shelk. Can't believe I.... "YOU BASTARD, YOU KILLED MY BEST FRIEND," Anorith screamed as she began her struggle against the ropes anew. "SHE DID NOTHING WRONG AND YOU KILLED HER," tears now falling from her face. She wouldn't let him get away with this even if it cost her life, she would kill him. "Sooo, he ditched the bitch for the best friend, not bad," he said with his twisted little smile. "Who the hell would he, be exactly? Another psycho like you?" she huffed trying to brake her bonds. Her struggles were cut short as he placed his foot on her throat. "Never...ever...place me in the same category as that bastard," he said menacingly, applying pressure to her throat ever so slightly. "He took everything from me and I plan on making him pay." She looked up at him afraid now any further argument would end her life. She just fell silent and turned away. "You're a fast learner," he said as he removed his foot. "I need you alive anyways, for his torment," as he turned to leave, "and my pleasure." he whispered * * *
End of chapter 5. All I can say is that..... I'm soooooo bored. But whatever. Please rate and comment.