A/N: I finished this in a rush and whilst half asleep, so I apologise in advance for the quality. This is the last part I have wrote in advance, I'm still deciding what will happen next, I can't decide. :P I definitely haven't abandoned this though, even if i take a while to update. I am also aware that now more spoilers have been released, where I'm going with this is no where near the same as the program but I shall continue anyway. I hope you enjoy it. X
~Mini Peacelet~
Love Affair With Misery - Part 8
Violent shivers consumed Nikki's well maintained figure as she emerged out of the school building. The temperature had plummeted brusquely, rapider than Nikki could have ever imagined or thought was physically possible. But they had. There was a bitter gale hurtling around, adding an even worse icy touch to what was already virtually intolerable conditions. The ground was crisp beneath foot, minute crystals of solidified water compacted the loose gravel on the playground, crunching with every step Nikki took. The brunette shrugged her woollen, black, trench coat around herself more, folding her arms in attempt to block put as much of the harsh gusts as possible, tightening her pink and white printed scarf and bowing her head in order to protect her face, she contested to remain of her feet as she walked to her car.
She was relieved when she was able to slam her drivers door shut, obstructing the climate that was unable to access. It wasn't particularly warm in the interior of her car although it felt like the temperature had risen considerably without the airstream hurtling around her. She melted into her combination of leather and fabric seat, throwing her head back against the head rest and allowing her eyelids to flutter shut, the chair absorbing her entire weight. She was thrilled to be in the safety of her vehicle, ready to go home. It had been one hell of a day. She wished she could forget ever happened but that was never going to transpire. It would be memorable and haunt her for a quantity of time yet. All she desired was to be in her cosy home with her gorgeous girlfriend, snuggled up on the plush sofa in front of the fire, with a blanket covering them, lounging in pyjamas, sipping hot chocolate out of her favourite mug and flicking through trashy television channels.
Nikki's orbs snapped wide open, buzzing with life. She inclined forward, inserting the key into the ignition and twisting it, the subtle roar of her Peugeot's engine lurked in the background constantly as she accelerated out of the school ground and onto the council housing estate roads. It was a mission in itself to achieve any speed, Nikki's concentration intense as she swerved the potholes that decorated the road so she didn't damage her car that was low to the ground and unsuitable for the vast cavities in the tattered tarmac.
Tiny white flakes, all individual in shape and size, delicately fluttered down from the heavens, settling on any surface they landed on. An exquisite smile appeared on Nikki's face as she admired the snowflakes docking on her window screen. She cherished winter, her favourite season. To her, it was the most beautiful months of the year and the snow floating down currently was the first flakes of the new year. She would never decline sun but found snow coating the ground delightful and scenic. There was nothing better than entering a cosy house subsequently to spending an extent of time outside in the chilly flurries, an emphatic fire burning shades of red, yellow and oranges, generally creating an invitingly warm sensation. The colours thawed the declining temperatures.
Her silver Peugeot rolled into the drive, halting with precision, neighbouring Vix's car. She elevated the handbrake, stopped the engine and removed her seat belt. Home sweet home. Just where Nikki craved to be, she had finally arrived. She unlatched the door with her slender fingers, pushing it ajar, plenty of room for her to step out onto the paved drive, handbag in her possession.
Vix's sensitive ears had informed her when Nikki had landed. Her shop was closed for the afternoon which had given her the perfect opportunity to prepare a divine meal, all hand made with the locally sourced ingredients, for Nikki and herself. She had a small surprise for Nikki but also some news to confide that wasn't so positive. She hurried to the door, unbolting it and padding out into the falling snow.
Nikki beamed as her eyes located Vix, she strolled over, snaking her arms around her girlfriend and pulling her into her embrace, then brushing her lips against hers.
"Hello," Vix grinned, softly returning the subtle peck of the lips whilst she snuggled into the taller woman, inhaling her treasuring scent. The faint aroma of her raspberry shower gel, masked by her luscious perfume that had been applied generously; Gucci.
"Hi," Nikki whispered, her strong Northern accent pungent in the single word. She leant forward and captured Vix's lips again, this time creating a more passionate kiss. Kisses in the snow; bliss. "Let's go inside." She noticed Vix shudder due to her lack of clothing; a dainty marine blue dress that sat just above her knee with lace sleeves wasn't efficient or heat conserving, nor were her heels.
Vix nodded, agreeing-ly, clasping her hand around Nikki's and guiding her back inside. The elusive fragrance of cinnamon teased Nikki's senses, tainted with apple, all tickling her nose. Sweet and charm-full. The two females both shared a love for scented candles, often loving the same odours. The elder Spark sibling had laid a fresh, silk table cloth over the dining table and neatly set the table, adding special touches of scented candles, ruby red rose petals and tranquil music gushing softly in the background. Deadly romantic. The dim light of only flickering candles made it even more perfect. She had gone to such an effort.
"You've been busy," Nikki smiled as Vix gestured for her to sit down as she continued to dish the food out onto two plates. "I have," The younger female nodded.
Nikki consumed another swig of beer out of the tin can, Vix had purposely stationed a can for her girlfriend, expressive to her preferring choice of alcoholic beverage although she tolerated wine occasionally and would imbibe the tasteful substance if she was presented with it. "Thank you for dinner," her pitch was cheerful and bubbly.
"You're welcome," Vix regained her equilibrium, padding over to the wooden dresser to collect the surprise she had ready for Nikki.
The brunette observed vigilantly, already having a suspicion about what the surprise could be considering the effort Vix had gone to arranging such a lovely and striking dinner. It all figured, an individual and personal choice to make the moment memorable and distinctive. A million petite butterflies invaded her stomach, fluttering around with impatient anticipation; although it was just all an hypothetical explanation for a combination of exhilaration, nerves and adrenaline.
"This is for you." She presented the other female with a small, oblong box, only a few centimetres thick in depth, wrapped neatly in a shimmering purple paper, secured with a cute, silver bow that she had obviously spent ages getting to be simply perfect; the crisp ribbon curling in coils, ever so elegant and sophisticated, definitely performing the full extent to her artistic-all range.
An insignificant frown washed over Nikki's face for a split second, instantly covering it with a mocked smile knowing she should be optimistic about what she had received. She had been secretly hoping for a mini, cube shaped box. Open minded, she tenderly undid the silky ribbon, allowing the paper to fall off unripped. She removed the lid and the thin layer of foamy sponge, purely acting as a protectant, revealing a hand-made necklace and bracelet. It was evidentially hand-made but that's what Vix specialised in for a career, relying on more obscure sources and materials. Jewellery wasn't something Nikki was overly fond of, she only sported the odd necklace, a thin white gold chain at that, and she would accept meaningful rings. She was now left in a state of bewilderment; why had Vix gone to such labour with a meal? The surprise wasn't special enough for the gorgeous atmosphere she had created.
"Thank you," Nikki's smile still remained partially fake, however she rose from her seat and collided her glossy lips against Vix's cherry flavoured ones, contaminated by the fruity taste of moderately priced wine. "It's lovely, so thoughtful." At first glances she had found the jewellery tacky but the more she admired it and thought of the hours of work it must have taken her to finish, she began to discover a love for it.
"I have some bad news though," Vix hated to ruin the positiveness but she had to tell Nikki. She witnessed as Nikki's perky face transformed into one of worry and query, frantically searching for clues of what was about to come. "It's nothing serious, well it depends how you see it. But I have to go away for four nights for some family emergency. I'm sorry."
Nikki nodded, unsure what her emotions were trying to inform her. She felt dreadful at the thought of being unable to confide the events of today to anyone, bottling it was going to be mentally and emotionally painful but she had no other choice; it was going to be a shear test. "When do you go?" Her voice was quieter than usual, too much effort to muster anymore energy.
"Tomorrow." Vix's reply was laced with sadness as her arms engulfed Nikki, "I'm sure it'll pass quickly."
"Yeah," Nikki agreed, doubtfully. She didn't want to be parted from her security and protection, some days she was the only positive thing influencing her. She cursed at herself again, why was she getting soppy at something most people would classify as pathetic? She was a grown woman who was more than capable and responsible of coping alone. She attempted to shrug off all the vulnerability and weakness that had consumed her body, unwelcoming-ly.
