MICAH'S POV
I woke up at nine in the morning expecting to see Deena already in the room, but I was alone. Where was she? I thought she would already be in the room sitting in the blue chair. As I looked around I thought about this weird dream I had. It was a dream that Deena had kissed me. It was a small peck on the cheek and then my lips. It felt so real. I could actually feel the tingle on my lips. It was awesome, but just a dream. I pulled my covers back and glared at my stubs. As I stared at them I started to think of the night it happened.
*Flashback *
"Did you really think…that He who walks behind the rows…would allow you…to escape." I asked Deena, Lacey, Angela, and Deena's dad. Did these blasphemous fools really think they could escape Him? I chuckled. I tsk'ed at Deena as I walked up to her.
"Deena, you disappoint me." I spat at her. "Now I must treat you like the others." I told her in a disappointed voice. I watched as Deena shook her head.
"Micah stop this now." She leaded, when suddenly I snapped. I raised my hand and smacked her across the face. She stood there in shock. I watched s she tried to hold in her tears.
"You son of a bitch!" Her dad yelled as he tried to lunge at me. I watched in satisfaction as Jedediah grabbed him to keep him from attacking me. I smirked.
"Silence!" I yelled at them. As I walked away from Deena, I saw Lacey put her arm around Deena and tried to comfort her.
"You bas- " Deena was about to yell but she was immediately cut off by Jedediah, who had hit her across the face with one of the spears.
"Hey!" Deena's father yelled as he now made a lunge for Jedediah, but another boy again pulled him back.
"Move it back!" The boy yelled at Deena's father as he pushed him back.
"The blood of those who defy the corn must flow into the earth!" I yelled at the outlanders and Deena.
"Kneel!" I yelled at them, but none of them moved.
"Kneel!" I yelled again as they were all force to the ground. I lifted up the large knife as a blue lighting bolt struck me as I was on the ground. The pain was excruciating. I screamed louder as He and I screamed, but for different reasons. I was screaming out in pain, but He was screaming in pleasure as the power surged to him. As I was screaming out in pain I felt a tug on my robe. I turned around as I saw the harvester slowly pull me in. I quickly dropped the knife as I tried to tug on my robe as it was getting torn to shreds. I turned and saw Deena.
"Deena please!" I yelled out at her as I began to cry. I was getting sucked in more. "Somebody help me!"
"Deena please you're my friend!" I screamed out at her. "I was there for you! Deena please!" I begged to her. I watched as she looked around. Her eyes stopped on the harvester. I turned my head and saw the gasoline. Oh man, it was going to blow up. I reached my hand out again. Once Deena took my hand she started to pull me, but so far I wasn't budging. She was only pulling with one hand, because the flyaway glass had cut the other one. She hen used both hands to try and pull me and I could see the blood from her wound running down her arm. I felt her blood in my hands as she tried to pull again. That's when I felt the demon inside me try to escape like the coward he was. I felt my face morph into that disgusting creature's face. Deena gasped and fell back from shock. I felt Him escape my body. Once he was gone I tried to claw at the ground, but I was soon sucked in. I began to pray to the God I forgot about years ago. While I was praying for a miracle I felt the blades cut my legs. I let out a loud scream of anguish then…BOOM. The harvester blew up. Something hit me in the head causing me to black out.
*end flashback*
"Micah? Micah, are you ok?" A voice asked me. I looked around and saw Deena standing in front of me with a look of confusion on her face.
"Yea, I'm fine." I told her as I blinked a little so that my eyes could focus again.
"You sure? You just were kind of out of it." She explained to me as she slid off her sweater and threw it on the blue chair.
"Yeah, I'm sure. Trust me I'm fine." I reassured her. She looked unsure, but let it drop.
"Hey are you hungry?" She asked as she picked her purse up from the floor.
"Yeah, I'm starving actually, but I don't want to eat anything from here." I said as I shuddered at the thought of eating anything from here.
"I figured that so I brought you something." She told me with a smile as she dug into her purse.
She then pulled out something that was wrapped up in napkins. It actually smelled like edible food.
"Here you go, some real food." She told me as she handed me the food. I unwrapped it hastily and saw that it was three strips of bacon and two slices of toast. Oh thank god!
"This looks delicious." I told her as I began to eat my food. "Thank you!" I told her. She began to giggle.
"Your welcome." She said as she gave me a kiss on my forehead. I instantly stopped eating as I thought about my dream. I looked at her naturally red lips. I wonder if she would get mad if I just grabbed her and kissed her.(A/N trust me Micah I don't think she'll mind ;) I know I wouldn't)
"Micah, what are you looking at?" Deena asked as she looked at me. I forgot I was staring at her. I quickly looked away to hide the blush I was sure was showing up on my cheeks.
"Nothing." I said quickly. I noticed that Deena looked kind of sad as she stared off into space. What was she thinking?
DEENA'S POV
I stared around the room to avoid looking at Micah. Did he remember the kiss? If he did, did he like it. I mean I know it was only a 2 second peck, but I still felt something. He obviously didn't fell it though. As Micah ate his food, silently, I contemplated the kiss. Maybe I should have never kissed him. The whole thing plagued me last night. All I dreamed about was the kiss. At one point in the dream we did a lot more than just kiss. The very thought of that dream made me blush. Micah and I were finally becoming friends, but that stupid kiss is just going to mess everything up. Suddenly I felt something hit my forehead. I looked down and saw it was a crumb from the bread. I looked at Micah who was staring at me with a sly smile.
"Sorry, it slipped from my hand." He said innocently.
"Yeah, I'm sure" I said with a chuckle as I picked up the tiny crumb and threw it at Micah. I missed him by twenty feet. He burst out laughing.
"I thought you would have better aim, Dee-Dee." He said taunting me. Oh no he didn't. I quickly jumped up from my seat and ran at Mich. I jumped on the bed and pinned Micah down.
"I should call you that more often if you're going to do this." He said with a grin. I quickly jumped off of him as I blushed in embarrassment.
"Hey, you're blushing!" He exclaimed as he pointed to my cheeks. I quickly brought my hands up to my cheeks.
"It's cute." He commented as he moved my hands from my face. As he held my hands in his I looked down feeling kind of nervous. Suddenly Micah grabbed my face and crashed his lips to mine. I was shocked at the sudden movement, but I quickly got into the kiss. (A/N of course you did ,it's Micah!) I felt bold and decided to deepen the kiss. In the middle of the kiss Micah suddenly pulled back.
"What's wrong?" I asked him.
"I've, um, never done this before. I've never been with a girl." He said shyly. He tried to turn away, but I quickly grabbed his chin and turned him back to me.
"It's easy." I told him as I kissed him again. "Just follow along with me." I told him as I deepened the kiss again. He was a quick learner, I thought as I felt his arms encircle my waist to pull me closer. I felt Micah's tongue against my lips, begging for entrance. I quickly granted it to him as we made out on the bed. I ran my fingers through his hair as the kiss started to get more heated.
"What's going on?" A voice yelled. We quickly detached ourselves from each other as we looked at the intruder. My mom stared at us in shock as we panted for air.
"Deena, you know better." My mom scolded me.
"Mom I'm sorry." I told her hoping she wouldn't ground me. I looked at Micah and saw that, like me, he was panting. His cheeks were also a light pink and his lips were pink from kissing me so hard. I put my fingers to my lips. Best kiss ever.
"Now I knew this was going to happen sooner or later, but really! Can't you two control your hormones?" My mom asked us. We both didn't know what to say.
"Just control yourselves when you're alone. You know if Nurse Burma was to catch you we'll both be fired." My mom told me.
"Sorry." Micah and I said at the same time. My mom looked at me then cleared her throat. I looked at her confused.
"What?" I asked her.
"You might want to get off the bed." She told me. Oh yeah. I quickly jumped up from the bed and smoothed over my uniform.
"Now I'm about to leave, you think you two can control yourselves?" My mom asked us causing both Micah and I to look away in embarrassment.
"Yes ma, we'll be fine." I told her as I sat down at the blue chair.
"Ok." My mom then walked out of the room leaving Micah and I alone in a sexually frustrated room. I really wanted to go back over there and kiss the hell out of him, but my mom was right. If Burma walked in then I'll just make my mom lose her job, and I did not want that to happen. I tried to get comfortable, but this stupid uniform kind of limited my movements.
"I'm going to go change out of this uniform. I'll be right back." I told Micah.
"Hurry up, I don't like being alone." He told be causing me to chuckle.
"Ok." I then walked out of the room and into the hallway. I needed to find my mom because she has my clothes. As I was turning the corner. I saw Burma and my mom taking to each other. I quickly backed up so that they wouldn't see me. I listened to their conversation, but not before making sure there was no one in the hallway.
"You better control your little hormonal daughter or you can kiss your job good-bye." Burma snarled at my mom with a smug smile, as if it brought her great pleasure to know that my mom's job was in danger, because of me.
"I'm sorry, it won't happen again." My mom pleaded to Burma as Burma looked at my mom as if she was trash.
"It better not happen again because I don't want to walk into that room and see your daughter making out with the patients." Burma said. She said making out as if it was a dirty word. Burma then walked away from my mom, whose head was bent down looking at the floor.
"Hey ma, what's up?" I asked her, making sure I showed no sign of eavesdropping on her conversation.
"Oh nothing." My mom said as she smiled at me, but it seemed forced.
"Ok, well do you have my clothes, I want to change out of this uncomfortable thing." I said while pointing at my uniform.
"Yeah, your clothes are in my purse and your shoes are right next to it. My bag is in the lounge right down the hall." She said while pointing at the room that was at the end of the hall. The sign on the door read faculty lounge.
"Ok thanks." I said then began walking down the hall. Once I was in the room I saw that there was no one inside. I walked to one of the chairs and saw my mom's big black purse on it. I grabbed it and took the clothes out. It was a long-sleeved black and white horizontal striped shirt and she also packed my favorite blue skinny jeans. I grabbed my clothes and the black boots on the side and darted into the bathroom. The sooner I get out of these clothes the better. Once I was done getting dressed, I took my hair out of its bun and left it down. My hair was in its usual curls so I couldn't do much with it. As I was putting my uniform into my mom's purse I felt a presence behind me. I quickly turned around and was face-to-face with Burma.
"Um, hi." I said trying to be friendly. Burma didn't crack a smile. She just kept glaring at me. Ok this was stupid. I tried to walk past her, but she put a death grip on my arm with her wrinkly old hands.
"You listen and you listen good. If I catch you and Micah doing inappropriate things again, your mommy's job will be history." She told me with a smirk.
"Also, you might want to be a little sneakier when you listen on peoples' conversations." She told me before turning on her heel and walking out of the room. How did she know I was listening? I shook my head as if trying to erase what just happened. I walked back to Micah's room and opened the door. As I walked in I noticed that Micah was sleeping. Jeez was I gone for that long? I walked over to him and leaned down to make sure he was comfortable. All of a sudden, Micah's eyes popped open and he leaned up and gave me a kiss on the lips. I laughed.
"Very sneaky." I commented as I perched my self on the side of the bed.
"I know." Micah said as he put his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him. He tried to kiss me again, but I pulled away.
"Micah, you heard what my mom said. If Burma catches us, my mom and I will both lose our jobs." I told him.
"Sorry, I just want one more kiss, please?" Micah asked, well more like begged, me. I couldn't resist him. He just looked so cute right now. I sighed.
"Ok." I then leaned in and kissed Micah, loving the feeling of our lips touching. His lips were so soft and I couldn't stop kissing him. I pulled him closer and deepened the kiss. I heard him moan as my tongue entered his mouth. As we were making out, I felt his hands at the bottom of my shirt. He hesitantly slid his hand up my shirt. I then stopped kissing him as I began to kiss his neck.
"Deena" Micah moaned my name as I kissed his neck. I was pretty sure he would have a hickey when I was done, but my common sense went out the window as soon as we kissed. Micah moaned again, and it was really turning me on. I then felt two hands come down hard on y shoulders. As soon as the clamped down on me I was pulled back. Whoever it was almost knocked me onto the floor. I looked at Micah and saw he was looking at the person with a shocked look. I looked up and saw Burma. Holy shit, what did I do? I just cost my mom her job.
"You are a real hard headed girl. I tell you to do something and you do the exact opposite." She spat at me.
"I'm so sorry, please I'm begging you don't blame my mom for this." I pleaded to her as I stood up.
"It was my fault. I kissed Deena." Micah suddenly piped up causing me and Burma to turn and look at him. What did he just say? As far as I'm concerned I kissed him. Not the other way around.
"Please don't yell at Deena." Micah pleaded to Burma as we both waited to see her reaction. She finally heaved a sigh.
"Fine, I won't fire you or your mother, but you are not to see Mr. Balding again. I'm transferring you to another room and I am to be his nurse during his stay." She told me as she smugly smirked at me.
"What?" Micah and I both yelled as we looked at Burma as if she was crazy.
"Take your purse, and I'll escort you to the room you'll start working at starting tomorrow." She told me then walked towards the door. She waited for me as I just stood there in shock.
"Lets go!" She yelled causing me to flinch. I walked to the blue chair and grabbed my stuff. As I was leaving, I saw Micah mouth sorry to me. I gave him a little wave and then I was alone in the hall with Burma. She led me to another room on the ninth floor. I was now the nurse of Mr. West, an aging old man who was here because of a heart attack. Great. The old man kept asking me to give him a sponge bath and he pinched my ass twice. I really didn't like taking care of this old pervert. It wasn't fair that I couldn't stay with Micah. I missed him. Even though it's only been an hour. I sighed as I watched Mr. West sleep. Why did my patient have to be like 70 years older than me. Why couldn't I have someone my age, like Micah. Someone I could actually talk to. Someone I think I might…love.
