room, when
he was in it and I couldn’t see why no one else noticed. I watched
him walk, an easy hip rolling glide that matched the rest of his
body. He was the willow tree, not for thinness no, but for the
strength and ‘go with the wind’ attitude he possesses. As he tapped
Carson on the shoulder he said something to him and they both
looked at me and I repeated my previous sign for ‘feed me’. Carson
smiled and stood.
Carson’s walk was different. He had a gait
to him that one could easily compare to a predator, he was a silent
walker and it showed as he walked through the room without
disturbing a single person. He was the mighty oak – strong and
unbendable, sturdy and dependable. He was someone who would make
the wind bend around him. I wanted to tap into that strength and
keep it as my own.
I smiled as they approached, "let’s get out
of here, the food was good but nowhere enough and I think there's
still some pizza in my room.” They both saluted me and followed me
out of the banquet room.
Chapter
five:
My room was a sanctuary of sorts. Yes we
were free from the crowds and mindless chatter, but now we were
face to face with a huge white elephant that somehow made a home in
what seems to have ended up being the gathering space, my fault
again, I was going to have to confess.
My stomach rumbled and was presented with a
piece of pizza "Oh, thanks” I ate as my mind thought through all
the things that could go wrong when I told them, but I knew I
needed to say something.
I was no longer hungry, as the worry and
fear ate at me.
I dropped my half eaten slice in the garbage
and grabbed my jammies out of my bag, “I’m going to get into my pjs
and curl up in bed and watch a movie if you care to join I’ll be
out in five.” I walked into the bathroom and firmly shut the door
and resisted the urge to open it. I didn’t care if they both stayed
or if one or even neither stayed. I meant what I said. I changed
and washed my face and put my hair in a braid. As I stepped out and
just before I turned the corner I wondered if they would both be
there.
Carson.
He sat on my bed like he belonged there and
smiled like he knew it. “Hello Hars. I hope you don’t mind I have
come to watch a movie with you?”
“Nope don’t mind at all. Anything good on?”
I avoided starring too long at his naked chest and opted to climb
into bed, fully clothed, and slip under the covers. He watched me
the entire time.
When I was finally, somewhat (not at all),
comfortable he looked down at me and smiled. “Hars you act like
you’re scared.”
“Nope not me, so what’s on the TV?”
“I have absolutely no idea.” He reached over
and turned off the lamp and rolled toward me. The only light was
filtering under the heavy curtains but it was enough to see the
intensity of his gaze. I didn’t even need to see it, I felt it. It
stripped me naked and raw. “Tell me something Harley. Who are
you?”
“You know who I am.”
“No I know who you were. I don’t know this
new Harley. She’s not the same little kitten that left us ten years
ago.” I so desperately wanted to tell him, his voice begged for an
answer, the answer.
The only one I couldn’t give.
Not yet, I was still too scared. So I
settled on a vague truth, as had been my motto the last day. “I
told you I’ve been taking martial arts, I also took self-defense
classes, I mean look at me I’m tiny and a victim in waiting. I took
control and taught myself to protect myself, since I no longer had
you two to do it.” I held the tears back but he must have heard
them or felt my body shake, either way he pulled me into his arms
and held me close.
“Shh, Harley, well the good news is that we
are back and if you will allow us we can see how it goes. Hold on.”
He rolled away from me and let the cold in but when he rolled back
he was closer. I wasn’t sure if I moved closer or if he did but I
rejoiced in the almost full body contact but the clothing
he was in it and I couldn’t see why no one else noticed. I watched
him walk, an easy hip rolling glide that matched the rest of his
body. He was the willow tree, not for thinness no, but for the
strength and ‘go with the wind’ attitude he possesses. As he tapped
Carson on the shoulder he said something to him and they both
looked at me and I repeated my previous sign for ‘feed me’. Carson
smiled and stood.
Carson’s walk was different. He had a gait
to him that one could easily compare to a predator, he was a silent
walker and it showed as he walked through the room without
disturbing a single person. He was the mighty oak – strong and
unbendable, sturdy and dependable. He was someone who would make
the wind bend around him. I wanted to tap into that strength and
keep it as my own.
I smiled as they approached, "let’s get out
of here, the food was good but nowhere enough and I think there's
still some pizza in my room.” They both saluted me and followed me
out of the banquet room.
Chapter
five:
My room was a sanctuary of sorts. Yes we
were free from the crowds and mindless chatter, but now we were
face to face with a huge white elephant that somehow made a home in
what seems to have ended up being the gathering space, my fault
again, I was going to have to confess.
My stomach rumbled and was presented with a
piece of pizza "Oh, thanks” I ate as my mind thought through all
the things that could go wrong when I told them, but I knew I
needed to say something.
I was no longer hungry, as the worry and
fear ate at me.
I dropped my half eaten slice in the garbage
and grabbed my jammies out of my bag, “I’m going to get into my pjs
and curl up in bed and watch a movie if you care to join I’ll be
out in five.” I walked into the bathroom and firmly shut the door
and resisted the urge to open it. I didn’t care if they both stayed
or if one or even neither stayed. I meant what I said. I changed
and washed my face and put my hair in a braid. As I stepped out and
just before I turned the corner I wondered if they would both be
there.
Carson.
He sat on my bed like he belonged there and
smiled like he knew it. “Hello Hars. I hope you don’t mind I have
come to watch a movie with you?”
“Nope don’t mind at all. Anything good on?”
I avoided starring too long at his naked chest and opted to climb
into bed, fully clothed, and slip under the covers. He watched me
the entire time.
When I was finally, somewhat (not at all),
comfortable he looked down at me and smiled. “Hars you act like
you’re scared.”
“Nope not me, so what’s on the TV?”
“I have absolutely no idea.” He reached over
and turned off the lamp and rolled toward me. The only light was
filtering under the heavy curtains but it was enough to see the
intensity of his gaze. I didn’t even need to see it, I felt it. It
stripped me naked and raw. “Tell me something Harley. Who are
you?”
“You know who I am.”
“No I know who you were. I don’t know this
new Harley. She’s not the same little kitten that left us ten years
ago.” I so desperately wanted to tell him, his voice begged for an
answer, the answer.
The only one I couldn’t give.
Not yet, I was still too scared. So I
settled on a vague truth, as had been my motto the last day. “I
told you I’ve been taking martial arts, I also took self-defense
classes, I mean look at me I’m tiny and a victim in waiting. I took
control and taught myself to protect myself, since I no longer had
you two to do it.” I held the tears back but he must have heard
them or felt my body shake, either way he pulled me into his arms
and held me close.
“Shh, Harley, well the good news is that we
are back and if you will allow us we can see how it goes. Hold on.”
He rolled away from me and let the cold in but when he rolled back
he was closer. I wasn’t sure if I moved closer or if he did but I
rejoiced in the almost full body contact but the clothing
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