Chapter One
"Fuck Bea! I knew this would happen"
Allie was a picture of concern when she found the top dog holding on to the sink in her cell clearly in pain.
"Help me will ya, pass me a washcloth"
Bea closed her eyes briefly as her bruised body reminded her that she was still alive.
The blonde did what was asked but instead of giving Bea the cloth she soaked it herself then walked behind her.
"This is never going to stop is it?"
The sadness was evident in her voice as she lifted up the older woman's vest top. Allie sucked in a deep breath as her grave eyes took in the mass of purplish bruises and various cuts and scratches.
"I need to take this off you"
She tugged on the vest top lightly.
"I can do it myself"
Bea shot back gruffly then winced as sharp pain coursed through her torso.
"For fuck sake Bea just let me help you, if you're worried I'm going to…"
"I'm not"
The top dog cut in shaking her head.
"I know you're trying to help, I'm sorry"
Soothed by the blondes silent response she allowed her to carefully remove her top to reveal the true extent of her injuries.
"Fucking Animals"
Allie hissed angrily.
"Do you know who they were?"
Bea shook her head looking at the younger woman through the mirror in front of her.
"There were six of them i think, I took out three of the fuckers though"
She laughed but it was bittersweet.
She watched heavy tears form in beautiful blue eyes and it wasn't long before they were trickling down her face.
"Hey it looks worse than it is, please don't cry, at least I didn't get shivved this time ay?"
Her words only produced more tears and a sob from the blonde as she continued gently wiping away the dried blood from her back.
"Hey look on the bright side"
Bea turned around and forced a smile as she spoke.
"You finally succeeded in getting me undressed"
Allie didn't laugh as her eyes fell to the top dogs bruised body.
"This isn't what I had in mind Bea"
She answered sadly as she continued cleaning the wounds.
Bea pulled the washcloth from the blondes hand and threw it in the sink behind her.
"Hey I'm ok just sore, there's no need to get upset"
She reached out a hand and cupped Allies cheek, she didn't like seeing her cry and she liked even less that she was the cause.
"I'm sorry it's just…."
Allie paused too choked to continue and the feel of the brunettes fingers stroking her cheek was making her feel light headed.
"I should go"
"What if I want you to stay?"
Bea whispered as she dragged her thumb across soft lips making their owner swallow hard.
Allie stepped away from the top dog breaking all contact, she reached out taking the discarded vest top and threw it over to the confused looking woman.
"I know you don't want me like that Bea and I'm trying to respect that ok?"
Her eyes refused to meet the darker ones watching her closely, her cheeks flushed with colour as she fought back more threatening tears.
"Please don't make this any harder for me"
Bea grabbed the blondes wrist stopping her from bolting out of the door and possibly her life. The thought of whatever it was between them stopping left her feeling panicked It was time to stop playing games, and as scared as she was she was much more terrified of losing the one light in her life.
"Allie I….."
She paused as tearful blue eyes finally fell upon her, she couldn't think straight and her breath caught in her throat, she cursed herself for her inability to express her feelings which left her frustrated and annoyed.
She had gotten herself so lost in those ocean blue eyes that she hadn't realised just how close they were stood together until she felt Allies hand on her arm.
"Your shaking"
Bea battled to control her thudding heart as her vision and senses were filled with nothing but Allie.
"It's cold "
"It's not cold"
Time slowed down as the top dog felt sweet warm breath against her lips whilst gentle fingers rested against her collarbone, her limbs stiffened as the inevitable reached its final peak, her eyes naturally closing.
It was simple, a fleeting joining of soft lips that caused such an intense feeling within Bea that her shaking refused to dissipate. Even after she was left standing alone she felt like the wind had been knocked out of her.