Hello interwebers. I know it's been a week longer than usual, but stuff happens. It's here now though. I wanted to thank the guest who gave me my first review. I was having a crappy week and it's hard to know if what you're doing Is being perceived well with no feed back. So again thank you very much, you lifted my spirits immensely. This chapter is going to be full of romantic angst. Will their developing feelings finally be brought to light? So without further ado chapter 7.
The walk down was loud, with creaking stairs, still it could not distract Maggie from her thoughts. What exactly did she want to talk about? Was it his avoidance or her feelings? Did she want to take their relationship in a new direction or back to where it had been before. What where Tiny's feelings towards her. Even though he could communicate in his own way, would she take whatever he would try to tell her in the right context.
With her mind going a million miles a second, Tiny's was on one thought. Tell her how he feels. All he wanted to do was tell her his thoughts and feelings. But Tiny was never the best at communicating even in his early years. Not only that how was he suppose to tell her, he had never met someone who treated him the way she did.
Trying to make her mind slow down, she observed his basement room. It was cooler than most of the house, with worn wooden walls, floor, and ceiling. It was very simplistic; a dresser, a desk, and a bed, made up his part of the room. There was also a cage that ran along a good portion of one wall. But with no one occupying it, her mind came back around to the issue at hand. With everyone in bed and no 'rabbits' to interrupt them there was nothing to deter from the conversation.
Making her way to the bed, she motioned to it. "May I?"
Tiny gave a quick nod and sat next to her. They where close enough to touch and the thought of that comforted Tiny. She didn't move, so she must still want to be near him. He went to grab her hand, but thought that he shouldn't push his luck.
Seeing his hesitation, Maggie made the move he wasn't confident enough to make. Cradling both his large hands in hers, she shyly gazed at the floor and began. "I know that my reaction to your affection was not the desired one. For that I apologize, I never meant to offend you in any way."
Tiny gave her hands a soft squeeze in understanding.
She finally brought her eyes to meet his. It was in that moment that she understood the saying 'The eyes are the windows to the soul'. She could feel his comfort just through his intense gaze. She gave him a delicate smile as she continued. "With the life I lead before I met your family…well our family, I was sheltered. Everything I know is from books and experience. Although I've read more books then I can count to, the only experience I've had has been through torture. With how my life has changed since meeting the Firefly Clan, well I couldn't imagine a better way to spend my life. I just want you to know that no matter what happens, that I always want you to be a part of my life Tiny. I hope that you want that too."
He gave a firm nod and pulled the shorter girl in for a hug. She gave a sigh of relief and returned the hug. Even though she had not gotten out exactly what she wanted to say, they where at least back to where they had been.
Pulling a part, Tiny decided it was time. Bringing her hand to his chest, he began to draw his face towards her's. With no resistance from her end and her eyes fluttering shut he continued forward with a new confidence.
A loud bang sound upstairs followed by loud creaking foot steps. Otis's disheveled figure appeared at the bottom of the stairs. "It's great tha you two made up and all, but your gonna have ta wait 'til later to go sex'n each other. Been a break in at the store."
With rage pooling in her belly over being interrupted any time she was with Tiny. She sprinted up the stairs and out the door. Fire in her eyes and murder on her mind.
