Holy crap! I'm so sorry, loyal readers! I've been SO busy as of late, with Christmas, and New Years, and classes… But, I'm back for good now! Thanks for reading, and enjoy! - TheKatInTheHat
Ch 9- Wonder
Emma's POV
I was squished between Bonnie and Clyde. I was the first one awake, apparently, and wiggled out from Bonnie's grip around me.
"Free at last.." I muttered, stretching the kinks from my body. Everyone used to tell me that I had an unhealthy obsession with butterflies, and it was pretty
true. Every time I saw one, I had to go chase it down. After my morning stretch, I looked back at the bed. "Aww.." I mumbled, looking at the two of them. Since
I had broken free, Clyde's arms had fully wrapped around Bonnie, and her arms around him. Her head was on his chest, and one of his hands was on her
shoulder, his thumb moving slowly back and forth across it. They looked so in love.. It was like that picture momma had in her underwear drawer, the one I
wasn't supposed to look at, but I always did. It was a picture of my mother and father, taken around 4 months before I was born. Momma's hand was on her
stomach, on me. Then there was another one, with both of their hands on me, well, where I was anyways. They looked to be laughing, I must've been kicking or
something, daddy's lips were pressed to momma's cheek. I looked out of the window and saw a butterfly, and of course, I couldn't help my wonder, and ran out
the door, still in my nightgown. I kept the hotel in my sights as I chased down the fluttering creature, most likely looking like a crazed lunatic, jumping up and
down. It didn't hit me until I was far away from the hotel that either Bonnie or Clyde would be waking soon, and if it was Bonnie, she'd panic. I grudgingly gave
up chasing the butterfly, and ran back, my bare feet smacking the already roasting pavement. I peeked inside the window, they were both still asleep, thank
god. The door squeaked when I opened it, which led to a string of soft curses that my momma would be appalled of. My feet, which were still wet from the
grass, but hot on the bottom from the pavement, were covered in grass, so I sat on the spare bed to dust them off. Bonnie mumbled in her sleep, turning over.
Some small, insane part of my mind decided to play a cruel prank on the two, so I went to hide in the closet, trying not to giggle.
Well, folks, there we have it! Sorry it took so long, I'll try and be more consistent with my updating. Thank you for your patience!
DISCLAIMER:
Bonnie: You're forgettin' something….
Me: I am..? OH, right.. I don't own Bonnie and Clyde… *sad Tigger face again*
Bonnie: Aww..
