The last thing I saw before I woke up was that vision of my head lying in Eric’s lap, as I lay there ridged in pain and seriously unconscious. I slowly watched as a small crack of light bled into my line of sigh from between my eyelids. The light was dim, and had a red accent to it, I opened one eye open fully and felt the pain of my pupil constricting from the new source of light. My other eyes slowly copied the slow movements of my other eye. I blinked my eyes as my eyes adjusted to the light, I felt my pupils relax allowing more light to flood into my eyes.
I opened my eyes wide and looked around the room, this room was my room. I looked down at me and saw that I was dressed in a large white dress shirt. I nuzzled my nose into the collar of the shirt and took in a deep breath. I rubbed the delicate cotton of the shirt between my fingers, it was Eric’s, and there was no doubt. The small was musk, classic and very masculine. I shuffled up the bed and sat up to welcome the view of a small garden from my bed room window, the beautiful flowers and sapling trees were flooded by a red tint given to them by the sunset.
Suddenly the door of my room was pushed open, welcoming Eric. I didn’t say a word as he pushed a pair of wire frame glasses up his nose, and switched on a small bedside lamp on my right via a wall switch. He then moved towards the window and pulled the curtains across the sunset tainted scene.
He stood there staring at the sunset tainted garden, about the draw the curtains fully across the scene.
“Beautiful isn’t it.” I said quietly unsure of how dry my throat was. Eric suddenly twisted around, his eyes slightly wide with shock. I smiled slightly as he opened the curtains back up, I could see the natural light was fading making the flowers and trees cast strange elongated shadows.
“Thank you.” I whispered as I moved the cushions behind me so I could sit up comfortably. My muscles ached as I moved more and more. My movements were slow and calculating trying not to strain and cause myself anymore pain.
“When did you wake up?” Eric asked as he moved towards a chair that was place beside the right side of my bed. I looked into Eric’s storm grey eyes, his eyes held a deep intensity which scared me. I pulled my gaze from his and looked down at the cotton between my fingers.
“I woke up only few minutes ago Eric.” I saw him nod from the corner of my eye, as he sat comfortably in the love seat next to me. His heel rested on his knees and his hands gripping the ends of the arm rests.
It was odd knowing I was lying here in his shirt. I know this is not a normal thing people would do. Unless they were lovers. My heart picked up as I sat there protected by Eric’s shirt. I played with the bottom button of the shirt sliding it back and forth between fastened and unfastened.
“Why am I wearing you shirt Eric?” I said, this time my voice was louder than a whisper but it showed how broken my unused voice was. Eric sighed and leaned forward, he gave me a small smile as his eyes lingered over my body mapping out each crease in his shirt looking for my figure beneath the folds of fabric.
“I decided that it wasn’t best to keep you in your armored clothing when lying unconscious, so I looked for some of your own clothing and apparently you don’t have any.” I twisted the cotton fabric in my hands as Eric stared at me, waiting for me to say something.
“I don’t tend to have physical clothes, I juts materialize them, it’s much easier especially if you need to leave some place quickly.” Eric cocked his head to the side looking at me from a different light as the bright lamp now came into effect as the natural light withered and died outside, leaving nothing but the moon and stars.
“Are you planning to leave anytime soon Liberty?” I shook my head, I felt too warm underneath his gaze, especially because he had pretty much told me he undressed me. The notion sent a jolt of electrical charge up my spine, making my heart rate rise higher and my skin to become flush. More buttons needed to be undone.
“I hope not, mind I thought that last time and our argument happened.” I said as I unfastened some of the buttons leaving me with a “v” in the shirt that ended between the tops of my breast still firmly cupped in my back lace bra. I could see the edge of the bra, so I’m guessing that Eric would too. But what does it matter he undressed me already, he saw more than this.
“Why did you kiss me Liberty?” I finally met his gaze which had darkened generously. His gaze was serious, with flecks of restraint as he leaned in close to me. My heart rate picked up again, it was slamming against my breast bone with each beat. I wanted to look away, but something about this storm grey eyes drew me back in.
“Why do you have to read into it Eric? Can’t it just be a kiss?” I was surprised how level my voice was as my heart began to ache and strain against my rib cage. Eric stood up from his love seat and moved onto the edge of my bed and looked down at me. I was no longer eyes level with him and I felt quickly overwhelmed, as my body quivered with something, animalistic and primal.
“You don’t just kiss Liberty. You kiss to heal and share your own mind with others. So why did you kiss me?” I didn’t have to explain myself to him, why can’t a kiss just be a kiss? I pulled away the covers and pushed myself out from the warm and welcoming bed. The room was considerably cold compared to the bed, but I didn’t want to lie there and watch him ask me a question like that. Eric got up off the bed and walked towards me, he easily towered over me, but here I was standing my ground in nothing but underwear and his own shirt.
“Why can’t I just kiss someone? Is it wrong of me to just give a normal non-practical kiss to someone Eric?” he ran a hand through his white hair and took another step towards me. My breathing was coming out ragged and out of sync. Eric leaned down and looked me dead in my green and silver eyes.
“Of course it isn’t, but from what Ruth saw, I’m not just someone am I Liberty?” I dear Christ, my heart hammered in my chest so heart it began to hurt. I was so sure that Eric could hear it from where he stood. I wanted to run, clear my head. Everything was happening to quickly, I wasn’t ready for this yet. My throat became dry as Eric stood there waiting patiently for me to answer.
“Eric please can you leave.” He straightened up and nodded to me. His one light grey eyes were now a deep gun metal grey as he restrained himself. I could see the muscles tense in his jaw as he move towards the door to my room.
“Good night Liberty.” Nodded and pulled my eyes away from Eric.
“Good night Eric.” He closed the door gently behind him. I stood there in the middle of my room and listened as his light footsteps echoed gently through the corridor until they were non-excitant. I looked down at myself and saw the bright white cotton of Eric’s shirt still swallowing my much smaller frame. I quickly unfastened the buttons and dropped the shirt from the shoulders. I folded it neatly and placed it gently on the dresser next to my wardrobe.
One of the few things I agreed with Eric tonight was that I needed some permanent clothing. I pulled open the wardrobe door and looked at the hangers, one by one each filled with a range of different styled dresses, dress shirts, large winter coats and hoodies. Majority either in green or black, with the odd bit of deep red thrown in for a wider range of colours. I opened the draws in the bottom of the wardrobe as I stood in nothing but a black lace bra and Black lace Brazilian briefs. I filled them with high waisted skinny jeans and simple vest tops, tees and three quarter length tops all in a wide variety of colours ranging from bright reds through forest greens to midnight purples.
I pulled on a midnight purple three quarter length top and a pair of light blue jean high waited jeans. I fancied going for a walk. I looked down at my feet and covered them in a pair of socks and a pair of black Doc Martens. I pulled on a black hoodie and left it open tucking my hands into the jacket pockets. I wanted to keep my mind as far away from Eric as physically and mentally possible.
What was there to do here at midnight?