The Middle (GxG) (Sequel to The Beginning)

Chapter 67

-ROSE'S P.O.V-

   Her body goes limp in my arms and she is out. It scared me... when she screamed.. But she didn't want to stop.. so.. I let her continue.
"I love you, Ro."
   My angel sleeps. I let her sleep for a minute before helping her off, laying her down and cleaning her mess. Even if she is out, I can't let her go to sleep in such a mess.
   It's weird. I don't remember how she shirt got off. My shirt, I mean... But it's on the pillow next to her.
   I take it, and toss it. Putting the strapon away before going to the restroom. Then climbing in the bed. I wrap my arms around her tightly.
   I don't care if she gives to me, I come to her moans easily. Sometimes I don't voice it though, but she knows, I think.... I love to pleasure my Queen.
   I make quick work to clean her mess. She doesn't stir... I love her taste even if I can't tell her right now.
   She sighs in her sleep as I rest my head on the nape of her neck. Her usual reaction. I hold onto her as tight as I can, as close as I can.
   She's not going to wake.. for a while... sugar crash.. plus.. exhaustion...
   But I worry.. I worry.. if she lied... Her eyes didn't show she did.. But what if she hid it..
   We.. might like to play hard but I also am a softie. I can't handle her being hurt. It crushes me.
   And sometimes I'm not Master. I'm just Rose. Her lover. And I'm gentle.. But she gives me a daring look in her eyes when she wants Master to come out.
   I do obey her, she knows. She is my Queen and I will forever love my babygirl. I'm happy to go to the prom with her. Though I wish she didn't cry when I asked her.
  But.. She cried when she is happy.. She cries a lot, actually.... And I would be lying if I said I hated it. I do hate it, yeah.. But it gives me so many reasons to hold her. Coddle her. Love her.
   She's sensitive.. And it's beautiful. She is perfect.
   I'm going to wear a tux. Maybe wear my hair in a messy bun. She loves when I wear my hair messy.
   I smile to the thought of her eyes. Her eyes.. I wonder what she will do when I ask her to marry me.
   Jamie says she will say yes in a heartbeat. Probably won't let me finish saying the words.. wouldn't suprise me.
   I sigh softly to the thought. I practice the words over and over. Over and over. And in 4 months.. in front of her family, I will drop to one knee, like I did tonight... accept it won't be roses and chocolate.
   It will be the ring I have hidden in Jamie's old room. I could probably gotten Zee a ring pop for a ring and she would have accepted it.
   I smile... my mind begins to slow.. But a ping of worry still signals in the back of my head. I'll make sure tomorrow..
   I slowly drift to sleep. Her held tightly in my arms. Her breathing and heart beat carries me into sleeps arms.

   As predicted, I wake before Zee. My beautiful Zee. I slip out of bed, careful not to wake her. Getting dressed in just a shirt and shorts, because of the time. Her mom should be home soon.
   I walk upstairs, right as the door opens.
"Hey, mommy dearest. How was work?"
   She cocks her head to the side, confused. "Okay? Something wrong."
"Nope. Not that I know of."
"Mhm.."  She sits her stuff down.
"Where's Zee?"
    Truthful. Halfass.
"Sugar crash. I gave her chocolates last night."
"Bet she loved that."
"Yeah. I didn't really know what else besides roses to get her."
"Why the romantic gesture?"
    We walk into the kitchen.
"I asked her to prom." I smile widely.
"Really? That's great. Both my girls are going to prom. God I feel so old."
"You're not old, Dee."
   She shakes her head and laughs.
"And you're not glowing. But let's move from that."
"Want to help me make ...brunch?" I question the last word.
"Yeah. What do you have in mind?"
"Basics. Patatos, eggs. My biscuits and gravy."
"Alright, Chef. Guide me."
   I smile. I do enjoy cooking. Baking.. But of Zee knew I could bake.. She wouldn't let me out of the kitchen. And she would be on a constant sugar high.
   Preparing breakfast was fun with Dee. Though she almost burned my biscuits. Everything was ready and right on time, which I would have expected the smell to travel.
   Zee walks in. All her beauty, sleepy eyes. In my shirt and her favorite night shorts.
"You're burning the house down."
"That would be your mother."
"ALMOST. I caught them on time. Except for 1."
"Mhm."
   Zee walks over and kisses my cheek lightly. She's so cute. Though I don't think she knows how fucked up her hair is.
"So. The trolls called. Asked for a new hair stylist."
   I cover my mouth, trying so hard not to laugh at Dee. Failed. And got slapped.
"Ow. It was her. Not me."
"I will never hurt my mother. Plus you're closer."
"Ha." Dee smirks.
"I'm hurt. Wounded. Dying."
"Also, Mom. Why? Why betray me?"
"I didn't."
"Diiiid."
"Not."
   Zee smirks before walking closer to Dee. She ruffles her mom's hair and steps back. "Let's start a salon."
"We need one more." Dee says.
"Don't you fucking dare."
   They both turn to me, same gin plastered on their faces.
"I MADE BREAKFAST FOR YOUUUU" I run out, Zee chasing on one side, Dee on other.
   I was trapped between them... And they were closing in. Only option. Jump the couch and book it. ONLY OPTION.
   They launch forward and so do I.
"NOT TODAY."
    They both start laughing but continue to chase me.
"This isn't fair! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!"
   I run around the kitchen, going out the other door.
"Stoooooppp."
   Not looking back, I just kept running. And... was halted by Zee.
"Hey, Baby." She smirks. "Where you going?"
"No..."
   Dee runs up behind me and messes with my hair.
"WHYYYYYY?!" I whine. She walks in front of me.
   I swear.. they look just like twins as much as Jamie and Zee do.
"That's good. Don't you think, ZZ?"
"Yep. Nice job, mom." They highfive.
   If I marry into this, I'm forever fucked.
"I made breakfast for you... and.. got betrayed."
"I know. I'm starving, let's eat."
   I groan loudly. "Bunch of assholes."
"Not even going to call out on language. I own up." Highfiving Zee again.
...yep. I marry into this, I am fucked. I feel sorry for Lynn...cause it's worse with Dee and Jamie... She just doesn't know.
"She's such a grumpy troll, isn't she?"
"Evidently."
"She will have to work the night shifts. Such a grave vibe."
"Oh my Jesus lord have mercy." I walk off.
   The bad puns. Oh. My. Fuck.
   They highfive again. I'M SCREWED. BUT I CAN'T CHANGE WHO I LOVE.
   We start eating. Zee is all smiles to my food.
"So you bake, Rose."
    I bite my lip... But Zee knows instantly.
"AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME!?" She yells. Her mom just laughs.
"That's why. That exact reason. If I told you, I would never make it out of the kitchen."
"Muffins? Cookies? Cakes? Pies?"
   I lower my head, fucked.
"I want muffins."
"NOOOOOOOOO."
"Plleeeeaaaseee?!?!?"
"Noooooooo"
"If you lo"
   I look up, locking eyes with her. "You wanna finish that sentence, Zhee?"
"..ve me."
"Lord save me." I growl.
   I get up, round the table, she tries to run but it's too late.
"NOOOO. MOMMY HELP. I'M SORRY."
   I grab her by the waist. Holding her in place while she tries to run.
"Hey, Baby." I mock her. "Where you going?"
"FUCK." She tries to run again, I shake my head and look over at Dee.
   She just keeps laughing.
"I kinda need a sous-chef, Zee. Can't do it all by myself."
   She stops trying to run. Dee nearly falls out of her chair laughing.
   Zee turns in my arms, searching my eyes for anger. Because she knows when I'm mad. I'm not. I'll make some for her.
"I thought you were mad."
"Do I look mad?"
"N..No."
    Dee falls out of the chair laughing. "I'M DONE. I'M DONE. I'M GOING TO BED. I CAN'T."
    I cover my mouth quickly not to laugh as she gets up.
"Clean the kitchen when you are done, Okay. Keep quiet. And please save me one or two."
"Of course, mother dearest."
"Wasn't talking to you, Rose. Was talking to Zee."
   Zee nods slowly. I whisper in her ear as Dee walks away. "You got in trouble."
"Oh fuck off." Zee snaps.
"LANGUAGE."
"Sorrrryyy."
   I shake my head and release her.
"Come on. We have work to do."
   And... I want to ask..
   About 30 minutes later, they're in the oven.
"Zhee.." I plead for attention.
"Yeah?" She looks up from wiping the counter.
"Did I.. hurt you.. la"
"No." She cuts me off.
"But.."
"No. I'm good, Roro."
"I..I.. w..worry.."
   I felt myself shaking. She dried her hands and brought them to my cheeks.
"Baby.."
    I don't know why I'm so scared.. it's like if I hurt her.. She will leave.
"Hey.."
    I feel frozen.
"I'm not leaving you. Stop thinking that. I didn't get hurt. It was just shock."
   Her eyes aren't lying.. She shows no pain.. or regret.. only love. But also fear... worry. I was literally frozen. I don't even think I was breathing.
"Breathe babe..."
   Apparently not.
"Baby breathe."
    I try but it fails.
"ROSE BREATHE."
   Her eyes begin to flash with anger.
"Please.." longing.
   I breath in shallowly. ...relief takes her eyes.
"Don't do that. I hate it when you do that."
   I hang my head, to prevent tears... But fail.. She lifts my head again, to look in her eyes.
   The perfect angel she is, wipes my fallen tears.
"Why are you crying?"
"I never.. want... to hurt you.."
"You didn't. Haven't. Ro, please calm down."
   I nod slowly.
"Listen to me, Roro. I would have stopped last night if you did hurt me. You already know that. Why are you so worried?"
   I...
"I'm afraid.. you'll leave me.."
   That.. you won't want to say yes.. or I do.. But I hide those thoughts far away so she can't read them.
"If anyone leaves in this relationship, baby. It will be you."
"I'll never leave you."
"Then it's settled. Please don't cry. You're too beautiful to cry."
   I smile slightly. She wipes the rest of my tears. Her lips take mine quickly before the oven goes off.
"Oooo." She jumps up and down.
    I laugh at her giddiness.
    A few minutes after they cool a little. She is in moans to every crumb. Eats 4. Maybe a bad idea to add chocolate chips... But it's worth the praise.
   Definitely going to crash in a sugar high though. I save some for Dee and take the rest downstairs with us. Poor Zee.
   Zee groans and rubs her belly.
"You'll make me fat."
"But happy."
"Very."
   Her lips claim mine, the sugar coats her lips. Her lips don't need sugar for me to love them. But it does have a perk.
"I love you." I pull back and say.
   Her smile lights up my world. Perfect in every way.
"I love you too, Roro."
"Mm. So, ZZ."
"Uh. Yeah. Old nickname."
    I smirk. "And new to me."
   Her eyes light up. God she is so beautiful.
"Really?"
"Up to you."
"Yeees." She jumps and I'm quick to catch her thighs... Her ass.
"Stop that."
"I didn't say anything."
"Exactly, Ro."
"Come oonnnn. So mean today."
    She kisses my cheek and I sit on the bed.
"I'm sleepy."
"Probably."
"Mm. Sleep with me, babe."
"Of course, ZZ."
    She smiles wider. Any wider and she would look like joker. Jesus.
   She gets up and climbs in the bed. I climb in next to her and she grabs me and pulls me close. I hold onto her tightly and watch her drift to sleep.
"I love you." I whisper.
"Mm..Love you too."
   I thought she was asleep.
"I am."
   I laugh lightly. Soon drifting off myself.
   Asleep. In the arms of my soulmate. Who promises to never leave. And I promise. Forever, I will promise her forever.