Downhill

7: Our Own Little World

I woke up the next morning because my alarm was beeping. I heard a complaining groan come from under me. I was laying on top of Hector. He had his arms wrapped around me, holding me close.

Touch usually makes me feel overwhelmed and gross. But right now I felt calm aside from the fact that I was blushing much darker than I assumed humanly possible. I tried to reach over and hit my alarm to make it stop. I hit it and it became quiet and I sighed in relief. I let myself lay back down and looked out of the window.

I smiled when I saw the forest, looking just as welcoming and appealing as always. I knew the maids would come to my room soon. They would knock and I don't believe they would be pleased to see somebody in bed with me.

It will seem dirty for very obvious reasons. They wouldn't believe me when I would say that nothing happened. It would cause a whole fiasco with my parents. Hector could get in trouble too. It would be a whole thing about being safe. I already was given the talk and it was extremely awkward. I am still not even interested in that stuff at all.

I sighed and looked up at Hector. I should wake him up how people wake me up. Uh, they typically speak softly. "Hector," I whispered and poked him. "Hector, Hector, Hector, wake up, come on," I poked him as gently as I could as I whispered.

He mumbled something before hugging me closer. I let out a soft squeak caught off guard by the sudden tightness. It didn't hurt or anything, it was just surprising. I guess all it took to wake up Hector was make a loud squeak. His eyes flew open and he looked around nervously until he looked up and saw me lying there on top of him. He flushed and I quickly got up and so did he. I stood on one side of the bed and him on the other.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry," he spoke so quickly it was a bit hard to understand him. He has no reason to apologize. I walked towards the closet to grab some clothes.

"Why are you apologizing?" I asked opening the door to the closet. I quickly looked through the clothes grabbing some that I personally found very comfortable.

Hector put his finger to his lip as if he was trying to figure out a response. "I don't know," was all he could come up with.

I nodded and walked out of the closet. "You could wear any clothes of mine that you want. I am going to take a shower," I began walking towards the bathroom. "You can also watch tv if you want."

"Okay thank you Maxxy,"

I could practically hear the smile.

I walked into the bathroom and began removing my clothes. I looked down at myself and the body I was stuck with. I also saw the bruises on my body from the night before. I turned on the water and got in. I attempted to scrub the bruises off. That failed miserably and just made them hurt.

I rubbed my finger along the bruise and let the water trickle down my skin. I hope that the soap and water could wash away the touch of the girls. But I hope and pray that it won't wash away the feeling of Hector's hands on me. Leave the gentle touch of love and care, leave that untouched. I hope to never forget the feeling of dancing around together. Where it was just me and him. I silently prayed that it would stay forever.

I got out of the shower and dried off. I began getting dressed buttoning up my shirt.

What would our world look like?

I brushed my teeth thinking about it. What would the world look like if it was just Hector, me, and our dreams. Our future even. A kid? No, that's too much. Maybe one day.

I could see the world with Hector. We could go to the beach! Maybe spend a week in the forest. Oh, wait he lives in the forest, that wouldn't be interesting. But I still want to go to the beach. Well in our little world it will work. Our little world would be perfect.