Well it's certainly been a while now hasn't it.
Guess all I can say is that time, work and life got away from me. And as an unfortunate consequence, this story became yet another unfinished one to lie adrift the many others.
However, I have rekindled my spark and so have returned to give you all what you asked for!
Here we go again, I do hope you enjoy the ride. It's going to get very bumpy
Begin!
A Twist of Fate
There was a shift in the world, their world. They couldn't taste it or touch it or see it, but it was there none the less.
For them as a couple of months passed on by, they passed by unnoticed. But to an outsider looking in on their lives, it was obvious that something had changed in the relationship between David and Monika.
Where as before, David was reluctant, hesitant to put a word, a feeling to his friendship with Monika. It had suddenly become very obvious to the young man that their connection had become more than just friendly.
It was now almost too intimate, too close, more than he'd ever felt before for anyone.
And yet…he didn't shy away, he didn't run and hide and hope that in time this feeling, this emotion would simmer into what it once was.
No, he cautiously accepted it, and ventured forth into the otherwise unknown territory.
As for Monika…this was it. This was what she'd wanted for so long.
It was the start of a real relationship. No more sort of dating buddies, no more awkward glances and no more running away. David was her boyfriend, her…partner. There had been no verbal confirmations, no awkward 'Will you go out with me' questions or confessions asked.
It had begun with a kiss…many, many kisses, and somewhere between them Monika had looked into his eyes and known that she was his.
And he was hers, all hers.
This was the new start to their lives together, but Monika was more than ready to take that step. She'd been patient, waited for him to become more comfortable with her, to let his guard down just enough for her to wiggle her way past his ever-thinking mind and into his starved heart.
Monika knew it would take time for David to fall completely in love with her, she knew it would take time for him to say those three special words. But until that day came, she vowed there and then to never let him feel anything less than loved himself. Now that she had been let inside his heart, she would fill it with nothing but all the affection she had to give him.
In the hopes that one day, he would do the same for her.
…
It was the early afternoon on a rather pleasant Saturday that David found himself walking alone in the local Sainsbury's, a basket in one hand while the other remained quite happily in his hoodie pocket. The air con was breezy and all in all, he was rather chilled as he perused the supermarket.
However not all was right in the chilled world of David Foam.
It could only be described as a swarm of tingly butterflies inside his stomach, persistent little buggers that refused to stop. He of course realized that it'd been happening on and off for quite some time, and to be realistic, he wasn't overly bothered by it.
David supposed that he couldn't quite be blamed for it, or at least not all of it. It'd started yet again not a few hours ago after all, and David was quite sure that he hadn't done anything to cause it himself.
'Ohh…'
Even away from her he couldn't help himself, the memory of her sighing happily against him as she nestled her head under his chin. It was all too easy to become lost in it…in her.
As he picked up a packet of apples, the persistent memory of a certain someone wriggled to the forefront of his mind. Her smile, her smell, the taste of her toothpaste as two tongues shyly met.
He shook his head and smiled despite himself.
No, the blame he decided, was placed solely on Monika.
"It's all her fault,"he mused quietly, muttering inaudible words as he put the apples into his basket. "I just wanted to sneak out and grab some bits and pieces, but nope, David's not allowed to leave the house until Monika's all he can think about. Sneaky, sexy woman, I swear…"
His grumblings were weak, and he knew it.
He also knew that if Monika had heard any of them, it would only encourage her to be doubly affectionate.
'I can hear her already,' he thought, slightly unfocused as he moved to the meat isle. 'Oh, you're so silly, David. Now come here so I can make you forget how to breathe.'
He drew some stares as he chuckled to himself, the image of Monika looking ready to pounce amusing the young man quite a bit.
'This is so bizarre. A few months ago, I was chatting up a clever bit of script, now I'm actually dating her. How on earth did THIS happen?'
He smiled. 'If it's a dream, then it's a good dream. I never want to wake up.'
Caught up in his thoughts as he was, David just barely managed to restrain jumping as someone put their hand on his shoulder.
"Jesus fuck!"
He turned his head around and looked upon the one responsible, a swift look of annoyance creeping onto his once amused face.
'Oh, come on! Why now?'
"Hello David."
Lucy Fahrenheit stood there before him as pretty as she was all that time ago, a small gentle smile upon her face as their eyes met. Just looking at her brought back memories of his unfortunately messed up childhood, memories he'd rather stay buried and forgotten.
But alas, she was the one bright spot amongst them…most of them.
She was wearing yet another red dress, though not one that screamed how well off she was which was quite something, at least for her. And though he was loath to admit it, she was very beautiful. Her expressive blue eyes and sleek brown hair did nothing to detract from that fact.
However, David was beyond the captivating wiles of pretty woman. He knew just how often a snake lay beneath it all.
"Really?" he snarked, rolling his eyes at her typically out of place attire. "It's barely been two months Lucy, couldn't you have waited another few years?"
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a couple of people staring at them curiously and turned his head, eyes narrowed. They quickly left and he looked back at the woman before him.
Lucy frowned ever so slightly at his unfriendly attitude but seemed to let it breeze over her as she smiled and allowed a minute distance to be made between them. "Sorry David, but I simply couldn't wait any longer to see you again. I've tried to leave it and you alone but I…I miss you."
David's face seemed to age a few years as he recognized the barely concealed longing in her eyes, a sorrowful pang echoing within him as he took her in.
"What do you want me to say?" he asked quietly, aware of strangers occasionally glancing at them as they shopped. "I've moved on, Lucy."
"You say that, but deep down I don't think you really believe it." She smiled softly and edged closer. "Do you really care for her more than me after all we went through, after all I did to keep you safe? Have you really forgotten how happy you were when you were with me?"
"I remember everything you did, Lucy," he said quietly, eyes briefly closed. "I remember how happy I was, I'll never forget it, but whatever it is that you want won't happen."
"You know what I want." She reached out with her hand, only to halt as he backed away. "David…"
Lucy's eyes seemed to plead as she reached for him, and despite everything he did feel the smallest pang of regret as he looked into them, the voices of memories long past brushing against the forefront of his mind. But as she touched his arm, a sharp headache burst within him, causing his eyes to water.
'David…' Monika's face appeared before him, and for the briefest moments he could see nothing but her.
Her soft eyes, kind and gentle…becoming hurt and lost as the feeling of Lucy's hand became very unpleasant very quickly.
Almost instinctively, David took a step back and winced. "Get off!"
Lucy blinked in surprise and did so, a worried frown upon her attractive face. "W-What's wrong?"
He rubbed his head and gave her with a strange look, the briefest pang of the painful headache leaving as Monika's face seemed to flicker into nothing.
A snarl on his face, he glared at Lucy. "We're not doing this in a fucking Sainsburys, Lucy. Why the hell did you choose here, it isn't my style…and it sure as hell isn't yours."
Eyes narrowing, he regarded her suspiciously and took a small step forward.
"What are you really here for?" he asked firmly. Lucy didn't speak, or even open her mouth for a few moments. But she didn't need to, he'd seen it the moment he asked her.
The brief flicker of surprise as her weak reasoning crashed down around her was all he needed.
"W-What do you-"
"Lucy!"
Aware of the rapidly growing number of staring strangers, Lucy seemed to wilt under the rising pressure and looked at him pleadingly.
"It wasn't my decision, David," she said quickly, shrinking away from the angry expression creeping onto David's face. "I did warn you and you didn't listen, now it's out of my hands."
"What did you do?" David demanded, dropping his basket onto the floor as he moved towards her.
"David, I'm sorry, I really am. But you didn't listen to him and now he's-"
It hit him then and there, catching him and holding David in place as Lucy's words began to sink in.
'MONIKA!'
"What have you done?!" he yelled, grabbing her shoulders none too nicely, a cold fury coursing through him.
"It's your own fault, I tried to warn you," she whimpered, wincing at his hard grip. "Please…you're hurting me."
Although he wasn't aware of it at that moment, David failed to comprehend that a few months back he would have let go immediately. But something was stirring within him as he looked upon his Father's pet messenger, something that he hadn't felt for a long time.
And then it happened.
Unbeknownst to all but Lucy, who could do nothing but look right into them, his eyes held the slightest crackle of red within them. It flared within the blue of his eyes, tinging them with its crimson glow.
"Oh," he growled, that one word filled with palpable rage. "I'll do far more than hurt you if you've done anything to her, Lucy. You know more than anyone what I'm capable of."
He squeezed…
"SIR!" A man's hand grabbed hold of David's left arm and tugged him off of Lucy, quickly moving to stand in-between them. "I think you should leave sir, before you do anything you might regret."
The man was somewhat on the heavy side butdidn't look particularly strong. He could easy take him, and he knew it, but David could feel other's eyes upon him and despite his anger, didn't desire to get potentially arrested for beating the shit out of some stranger.
He caught Lucy's eyes, her beseeching expression and could feel his anger grow exponentially. The sane reasons not to fight fading rapidly as he-
'David…'
Monika's eyes seemed to flicker before him, her face, her smile…
And suddenly he didn't find Lucy's sad face all that interesting.
The fight seemed to leave him as quickly as it had come. He didn't even need to think about it, consider it for even a moment as he ran out of the store before thought or violent impulse could claim to have influenced him at all.
He didn't see the sad smile on Lucy's face as she opened her phone, the glint in her eye as she nodded to her savior and dialed a number.
"It's done, he's going to her," she informed smoothly. "Yes sir, he bought it perfectly. But there's something else sir…his eyes they-"
The call continued for not a minute more before she ended the call and walked away, sighing to herself ever so slightly.
David hadn't stopped running and had developed a light sheen of sweat upon his forehead as he continued to race down the street, ignoring the stares of passers-by as he neared his home. He found himself outside his front door in record time and fumbled for his keys, nerves and adrenaline making the simple task harder than it had any right to be.
Eventually he managed to open the door and shut it behind him as he raced inside, throwing his coat on the nearest peg. Panic was very clear on his face as he darted around his small home.
"Monika!" he yelled, searching room after room, his fear growing as he found each deserted. "Monika, where are you?!"
He raced back into his living room and stood still, panicked thoughts and gasping breaths all he could manage as a horrible bout of clarity hit him hard.
'She's not here, they've taken her, they've taken her away from me!'
His head was spinning, painful, the previously forgone sharp throb having returned with a vengeance.
'This can't be happening…'
"David?"
David spun around and immediately for a moment couldn't comprehend what his eyes were showing him. But as the bathroom door opened, he felt the fear drain away as Monika's wet head poked itself out, her expression one of concern.
"You're okay," he breathed, smiling tiredly as he began to walk over, only to stop as he took in her damp hair and wet face.
"I was the last time I checked," she replied, grinning at him casually until she took in his appearance and frowned slightly. "I was having a late shower, so I didn't hear you come in. What's the matter, did something happen?"
David blinked and frowned, realization worming its way onto his face. "Then she…lied, or he just hasn't done anything yet."
This time Monika blinked, curiosity biting at her. "Who lied?"
"Lucy."
The curious look was replaced by clear irritation before she could think to mask it, the mere name of that woman being enough to ruin any lingering pleasure she had from her lovely shower.
"She followed you to Sainsburys?" she asked, voice remarkably calm for how she felt.
David frowned before nodding, his mouth opening for a fraction of a second before taking in Monika's appearance.
He blushed and looked at her sheepishly. "Perhaps we could talk about it after you get dressed?"
Monika blinked and looked down at herself, cheeks quickly becoming flush as she took note of the towel barely covering her.
"Ah, yes…" She looked back at David and laughed despite the situation.
'It feels good to know he desires me too.'
David attempted to grin, but it came out as more a grimace. "Well um…" Was it him, or did his head suddenly feel heavy. "I uh…what was…" His head was pounding, more so now than before.
He was…was he…he…
A roar of thunder filled his ears, unheard by all but him.
The world was spinning.
"David?"
He looked at her and blinked once…twice…and the promptly collapsed onto the floor.
"DAVID!"
Not caring the least bit for her semi-nudity, Monika dove out of the bathroom and knelt beside him, his face in her hands as she shook him.
"David wake up, what's wrong?!" she cried, slapping his face softly. When she got no response from the unconscious man, she felt herself beginning to panic. "No, no, no, don't panic. Check his pulse."
She put a finger to his neck and pressed lightly, a relieved expression upon her face as she took it off and looked at him. 'Okay, what do I do now? Do I call an ambulance?'
A low, pained moan snapped her out of her thoughts and onto David, the man in question squirming on the floor before his hand reached up and rubbed his forehead gingerly.
"David!" Monika cried, her hands cradling his face as she kissed him. "Oh God, I was so worried."
"Monika?" David's voice was weak, confused. But as he opened his eyes and found her, it seemed to regain its strength. "Why am I on the floor?"
"You just collapsed, David," she explained, relief flooding through her as he sat up. "Don't you remember?"
David frowned but, in the end, shook his head and looked at her, confused. "We were talking, weren't we?"
She nodded. "Yeah, until you collapsed. Do you feel alright?"
"I feel…I don't know, numb I think."
"Numb?" she echoed, eyes blinking. "W-Where, your arm?"
'Is he having a heart attack?'
"My head," he explained, rubbing it gently. "I don't know, it just feels heavy. Like there's a football inside it."
Slowly, he stood up and made his way to his sofa, falling on it heavily. Monika followed and sat down beside him, still clad in nothing but her towel. However, such embarrassments were beyond her in that moment, she could she nothing but the memory of him falling to the floor.
"Are you sure you're okay?" she asked softly, taking his hand in hers and smiled as he interlocked their fingers.
"Yeah, I think so," he replied, rubbing his thankfully painless head. "That was so weird, maybe I've been overdoing it."
"Or maybe Lucy did something to you?"
David blinked in surprise at how cold her tone was and regarded her warily. "In the middle of a crowded supermarket, I don't know Monika. Besides, she didn't even…"
Monika quirked an eyebrow at his halting speech and waited patiently, her anger towards that woman simmering just beneath the surface.
"Well she could have…" David muttered quietly, seemingly to himself. "But how, she only touched me briefly and even then…"
Before Monika could inquire as to his theory, David's head snapped up and his eyes caught hers. "Wait, are you okay?!"
"Me?" she asked, confused at his change of subject. "You're the one who passed out, should I call an ambulance?"
He shook his head. "I'm fine now, just a bit dizzy. I'm more concerned about the game Lucy's apparently trying to play. Don't worry about me-"
His words seemed to catch back in his throat the moment they left it, but it was too late for him to take them back. He looked at Monika and immediately felt like the lowest of scum as her worried…hurt eyes looked back at him in a way that made his heart break.
"Sorry, stupid thing to suggest wasn't it?" he mumbled, forcing himself to tear his gaze away from her emerald orbs. "I didn't think, I'm sorry-"
A delicate finger pressed against his lips, silencing him. Another caught his chin and pushed it up, until their eyes met once again.
She shook her head and smiled at him with such affection it made his head go numb.
"David," she said gently, her eyes soft. "I will never stop worrying about you. I will never stop caring about you." She tilted her head to one side and though David did not know it, her heart ached as she remember not for the first time…just how alone he was before she came into his life.
'Oh David…'
"I know it's unfair for me to say this again, especially so soon into our relationship but…" Monika's eyes became suddenly moist, her voice taught. She took a deep breath and smiled fondly at him. "But I love you, David. I always will, and I will never leave you. I'll say it until I'm blue in the face."
His eyes began to sting.
"David." She gently put her hands around his neck. "You will never be alone again."
Without another word she leaned over and captured his lips in a deep, slow kiss.
Although it had been a two months of varied and random bouts of kissing for David, it didn't stop him from feeling truly surprised by how much each seemed to affect him.
His thoughts would cease bar one, to keep her close to him. His heart would beat faster, his breath would threaten to leave his body. But the strangest, and the most powerful feeling of all would be the simplest one.
How much such a simple gesture of affection made him feel so happy.
And then he felt it…a lone tear streaked down his face and onto her cheek. Monika pulled away slightly and looked at him, her expression tender, loving as she touched his wet cheek.
"It must have been so painful," she said, her hand stroking his cheek ever so softly. "All that solitude, no one truly caring about you, or understanding how you truly feel…or who you truly are. I cannot even say that I do completely, but I want to, I want to know you in every way I can."
"Monika…" David could say nothing more. He couldn't remember the last time he'd felt like he wasn't alone. Another tear fell down his cheek, and another, and another…
"I'll give you all of me, if you let me have all of you," she whispered, her own tears slowly beginning to fall.
David could only nod, and this time he leaned over and met her lips with his, their tears intermingled as they breathed unto the other. Eventually, slowly they parted and did nothing but breathe, their eyes locked, looking into one another as both hearts skipped a beat.
Monika smiled shyly and took a breath, before looking down at her towel. She looked back at David whose eyes were following her own…and let go her breath as she shimmed and the towel fell down, revealing everything to him.
And she was perfect.
David couldn't breathe, he couldn't even think. He just…looked at her, at her bare beauty before finding his eyes, their eyes meeting once more.
"I'll give you all of me, if you let me have all of you," she echoed, her voice a soft whisper as their nervous eyes looked into each other.
Every reservation, every past thought he had of how long a relationship should be, could be…it didn't matter to him in that moment. It didn't matter that he'd only known her for four months.
All that mattered…was her, and how they felt for each other in that moment.
Monika smiled still ever so shyly at his stupor, unable to resist how pleased she was at his reaction to her body.
With nary a thought, she gently took his hand, noticing that both his and her own were trembling, and placed it upon her left breast. David let out a sharp breath, his eyes darting from it to her, only relaxing a fraction as her smile widened happily.
"I want…" Her words were soft, a quiet muttering as her eyes seemed to search his. "I want…"
Her hand reached out and lay upon his top, a small frown upon her a face before she moved it underneath the material, said frown becoming a small, joyful smile as he failed to restrain a gasp.
It didn't pass his then struggling thoughts that her hand was upon his heart.
Their eyes met again, hers soft, tender.
"All of you, all of me," she whispered, her voice almost a plea.
David leaned forward and she followed, meeting each other in the middle and kissing passionately. Neither cared to think about their position as Monika climbed atop him, skin still slightly wet from her shower.
Her body was warm, and she craved to feel his skin against hers. As if reading her thoughts, David took off his top and threw it to one side, both gasping as pleasure flooded through them.
He had never been this close with anyone.
"Monika-"
"No beloved, no talking. Just kiss me, be with me." Her words were raw with passion and need. She needed him, she wanted him and nothing else could even begin to throw that desire away.
And David could do no more than let her have it, have him as he became lost in his own desire.
His jeans were down within a mere moment and her hand wasted no time in finding him, gripping him gently, tightly, gently…her mind overwhelmed with nothing else than him as she greedily drank in every moan, shake and intake of breath he gave her.
She was in bliss, they both were…
And thus, failed to notice as red static crackled around them both, the intensity becoming greater, more powerful with every second they drowned in each other.
"How interesting…"
The unfamiliar voice snapped both of them out of their stupor, but not in time to stop the stranger as both were quickly shot with darts, the static intensifying at the sudden threat. It was however all for naught as the substance within it swiftly forced the two into unconsciousness.
The static fizzled away.
Now the only one awake, the stranger stepped out of the shadows and looked upon the two, a curious frown upon her face as she pulled a phone from somewhere in her dress and pressed a button.
"Your scientists were correct Mr Foam, both are…changed. Shall we proceed with the containment or leave them be?" A short moment passed, a few words spoken. "Very well, I will bring them both to you promptly."
She put the phone back into her pocket and looked back at the sleeping couple, a small smile upon her otherwise stoic face.
"My, my, David, what have you been keeping from us?" said a soft, velvety voice.
Emerging from the shadows came yet another woman. Attractive, wearing snug jeans and a top that barely covered her stomach.
"Enough to warrant Mr Foam's attention," said the well dressed, older woman. "David had his chance to come without fuss, he left his Father with no other choice."
"As long as I get what I'm owed then I don't care," said the younger woman, a rather unattractive expression upon her normally pretty face. "She goes, right?"
"That is for Mr Foam to decide. Just do as you're told, and you will get exactly what you deserve."
The younger woman giggled and moved over to David, reaching out with one hand to touch his cheek…only to flinch back and hiss as Monika's hand moved seemingly by itself to scratch hers away, the woman in question having let loose a low snarl.
"How did she do that, she's unconscious!"
"Hmm…"
"Don't hmm me, how did she do that?!"
The older woman ignored her and pulled her phone out again, pressing a button. "Mr Foam, we may have a problem separating the two. May I suggest you send a small bout of muscle? …Thank you, Sir."
She hung up and regarded David and Monika with a quiet, curious glance, before looking at the other woman. "I would not suggest trying to touch him again." She turned and gestured for her to follow. "Come Miss Pure, you shall get what you deserve in time."
Alison frowned unhappily at David but reluctantly complied and made to follow.
"I hope I can trust you, Miss Fiona."
No more was spoken, no more done.
No more…
…
David opened his eyes, the simple action sending a wave of dizziness throughout his head. He blinked and took in his surroundings, of which there was little. He was lying upon a bed within a bare darkened room, with scarcely enough vision to see beyond a few feet ahead of him.
"David?" Monika's frightened voice forced him to sit up and look in the direction it'd come from, his emotions all over the place as he just about took her in.
She wasn't naked anymore, but the clothes she had on were little more than rags that barely covered her. What incensed David the most however was the handcuff that bound her to a radiator by the wall.
Anger and fear coursing through him, David made to move only to be jerked back painfully. Turning to look, his heart fell as he realized that he too was handcuffed to the wall.
"David, where are we?" Monika asked, her voice strained as she fought to contain her fear. "I…I don't remember anything."
"I don't know…I don't remember anything either," he replied, straining his eyes to see her through the darkness. "We were kissing and then…I don't know."
Peering just enough to make out her frightened face, he tried to soothe her as best her could. "Hey, it's going to be okay. If whoever did this wanted to hurt us, they would have done it by now."
"Then why are we here, David?" she asked, voice pleading. "Is this…is this your Father's doing?"
David grimaced and looked around the bare room, as if it would give him all the answers. "I don't know, it's likely."
"But why now, why would he kidnap us?"
"I don't know," David repeated, fear clawing at his gut. "Another one of his lessons perhaps…or one his sick games, I don't know." Swallowing his paranoia, he forced himself to smile. "But I'll get us out of this Monika, I swear it. We'll get out of here and go back home, I promise."
He couldn't quite make her face out completely, but he knew that despite it all she was attempting to smile back.
"At least we're together," she said softly, her voice aching. "I couldn't even imagine what it would be like to be put through…through this alone."
She reached out with her uncuffed hand and lost her smile as it fell back against her. "I wish I could hold you…"
"Monika..."
Suddenly a previously unseen door opened, cutting them off quite abruptly as someone walked in. The room was then swiftly bright as the lights were turned on and the two captives were able to see him perfectly.
"As much as I loath to break up this moment, I'm afraid that I must now ask for your attention."
He was a tall man, well built and dressed in a rather expensive looking suit. His salt and pepper grey hair gave him a distinguished demeanor, but it was his steel grey eyes that drew attention to him. They practically screamed power and respect, such was their cold appearance.
The man was handsome, she had to give him that. But given who he obviously was, it wasn't so surprising.
"Father."
"David."
Monika had always planned just what to say to this horrible man, but in that moment found herself speechless as she witnessed the raw hate pouring from David's eyes as he took in the man who raised him.
If she'd been looking from the right angle, she would have noticed an ever so slight crimson tinge.
The older man turned his attention to Monika and frowned at her appearance, the action reminding her of David by the sheer similarity. His eyes then moved to the handcuff and he sighed.
"I apologize, Monika," he said, tone surprisingly soft. "When I asked them to bring you in, I didn't think I needed to specify the need to do so comfortably." He looked back at David and noticed his similar predicament, a flash of anger simmering beneath his eyes. "Son…you know I would never-"
"Don't." David's voice hurt for her to hear, the anger, the pain in that one word. It was all she could do not to try and rip off the handcuff and go to him. "Just let her go, you can do what you want with me. Just let Monika go."
David's father looked at his son, a sudden flash of pride appearing upon his face. It was gone as quickly as it had come, but it left David slightly shocked.
"I'm going to let you both go," his father corrected, a well-built man appearing from seemingly nowhere behind him. "I do require however, that you both come and join me in the main hall. There are things we need to discuss."
He looked at Monika and frowned again, an almost sad look flickering across his face. "Get the young woman some actual clothing, Vincent. And bring Miss Pure to the main hall, we obviously need to discuss how to treat guests in my home."
"Of course, Sir," Vincent, the man beside him agreed. He unlocked Monika's cuff first and was almost bowled over by her as she leapt up and ran to David, reaching for his already waiting hand and taking it tightly.
"Ma'am," Vincent said. "I need to…" He stopped and took her in, his eyes appearing to size her up before he nodded and rolled the keys along the floor. "I'll be back with clothing Ma'am."
Monika watched until he left the room and closed the door behind him. Only once the sound of his footsteps became nothing did she pick up the keys and unlocked David's cuff.
Her arms were around him before he could think to do the same, the young woman trembling as she fought to hold back tears. David felt his own eyes stinging and forced himself to blink them away. He couldn't fall apart here, he had to be strong enough for them both.
"I'm scared, David," she whispered.
"I know, me too," he replied quietly, rubbing soothing circles upon her back. "It's okay, we're going to be fine. I promised to get us back home remember?"
He felt her nod against him and held her closer, tighter.
And as if in irony, he could only remember his father's words as he watched her pull herself together.
'Only the weak make promises they cannot keep.'
David gritted his teeth as the words echoed within his mind, taunting him.
'I'm not weak, we're getting out of here if it's the last thing I do.'
He leaned down and kissed her head gently, looking into her eyes as she looked up into his, a brave smile upon her face.
"Sorry," she murmured. "I wasn't helping, was I?"
"We've just been kidnapped. If you weren't scared, I'd call you insane," David chuckled softly.
She giggled despite herself and gave him a quick kiss, a thankful one.
"I really do love you, David," she said, sighing softly as she felt his hug tighten.
"I know…"
The door opened once more and Vincent, the man from before stood with a small bag of clothing in his hands.
"Here you go, Ma'am," he said politely, walking over a few steps and leaving it on the floor before the two. "If you wouldn't mind knocking on the door when you're done, I'll take you both to Mr Foam."
Unwilling to say anything as his anger returned, Monika spoke for him. "Thank you, we'll do so shortly."
Vincent smiled and nodded politely once again, before stepped out of the room and closing the door behind him.
Monika let go of David and looked into the bag, smiling slightly at the uncharacteristically casual clothing within.
"I'll uh, turn away," David said, a small flush upon his cheeks as she began to take off the rags she was wearing.
"Don't." The simple refusal made him blink and knocked him off balance, but her genuinely happy smile snapped him back. "Don't you remember? All of me, for all of you. I want you to look"
He stared and just blinked, a small smile worming its way onto his face.
Monika's smile widened at his acceptance and she quickly took off her rags, said smile widening even further as it became quickly clear that David could look at nothing but her.
Once dressed, she looked at David and held out her hand for him to take, which he did. She interlocked their fingers and together, they walked towards the door and knocked twice.
They had been kidnapped from their home, they were scared, they wouldn't deny that.
But they were together and that gave them strength.
Little did they know just how much they would need it.
Welp, a bit longer than what I had planned but I just couldn't stop once I started :D
Please do remember to let me know what you thought, the more detailed the better my inspiration is for more chapters! (Hint, hint :D)
Cya, Stay Snuggly x