Chapter one: Set after 4.08, Delia has regained her memory and is living there flat they had together.
Delia awoke to the faint smell of bleach lingering in her nostrils as she rose from there bed-well if you could call it that Delia thought to her self- Patsy had no slept in the same bed as Delia since the accident, Patsy had claimed it was because she wished not to hurt Delia as she was still Delia new the true reason she knew Patsy was scared that she was only with her for still found it hard to string the words together to tell Patsy that she loved her,she wondered if they would ever be able to get back to how they were, back to when Patsy would hold her tight and not let go, back to when she would kiss me with so much passion she swore her heart set on fire inside of Delia ventured in to living room where she found Patsy traced looking out the window.
Delia slipped her arms around the petite waist of patsy's where she could of swore that Patsy had flinched and tensed up at Delia's touch,she layed her head in the middle of Patsy's back muscles where she used to feel comfortable and safe.
"Morning Pats"She whispered into the ear of patsy.
Patsy tensed agaim and the sound of Delia" I have to work Deel's,ill...ill see you later"Patsy saw the disappointment in Delia's eyes when the words slipped out.
" I thought you was'nt in till 9:00" delia was sure Patsy said she was in later, she knew it was another excuse to be out of her company.
"I... I was I promised id help sister julienne with something" Patsy lied through gritted teeth,she started to pack her back and put on her coat ready to leave when Delia stormed into the bedroom slamming the door behind did feel bad but she could'nt help but feel that Delia will never quite truly remember how she used to love Patsy how could she? She wanted to love Delia, to hold her, to kiss her like she used to but something in her mind holds her had been three month since Delia had returned to there flat swearing she remembers everything yet Patsy still never unable to sleep in the same bed or even touch or kiss Delia.
Patsy knew she could'nt leave Delia in the state she was in this morning and ventured into the bedroom where she found Delia on the edge of the bed head in her she hears the door creaking open her head shoots up to look at Patsy.
"what it is Pats?, tell me please" Delia begged for Pats to talk to her. "do you not love me anymore is that it?"
"no! of course not you...you know I love you"
"then what is it Pats seriously!"Delia's tear filled eyes began to crumble in front of patsy.
"I have to go Deel's i'm sorry"Patsy turned to leave but the door was slammed shut by an angry Delia who cupped her hands around Patsy's leaned her forehead against Her and felt Patsy grip on to her hands for the first time in moths but her thrill was cut short by Patsy."We will talk later ok?"
"Ok"was all delia could say before she was left alone in there,in her,bedroom.
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Plus this is my first fic so if its terrible i'm so sorry:'( .