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Waking up
Sara's POV
I was in an alleyway with Hank putting my hands above me. He forces me to kiss him but I can't. I don't want to. He then slaps me but I still don't kiss him so he kisses me. I ducked and he kissed the wall. He punches me until I was on the ground and he starts to roam his hands...
"Oh please don't!"
I bolted upright. Thank goodness...It was just another nightmare...wait. Strange...this isn't my room. I don't have blue sheets...I don't have blue curtains...I don't have a dog...wait.
...A dog? Prince Gil's dog?
I look beside me and I see Prince Gil sleeping soundly. I sighed. I wasn't supposed to be in a bed with one of the princes...
...But on the other hand, he was the one who made me sleep here...so why not?
I took a look on my watch. 4:19 a.m.
I can still sleep. So, I slowly lie down, careful not to wake the prince, and started to sleep.
5:30 a.m.
I woke up. This time, I didn't have nightmares.
I can't get up. Hmm, strange...somebody is hugging me.
Oh! It's the prince.
I should go...without waking him up. But then, he stirred. I sigh. So much for that idea.
"Good morning Sara."
"Good morning your highness. Uhmm...shouldn't I be in my room?"
"Well, I made you sleep here because I know that you would have nightmares after what happened yesterday."
"You know about my nightmares?"
"Well...no. But a study showed that after such an experience, people are most likely to have nightmares."
"Okay your highness...But I really should be up and getting ready for my chores for the day."
"No. You will not be working today. You are to stay here. I'll feed you. The only thing that you need to do is to feed my dog. No Ifs. No Buts. And No ands. You are to be here all day until you can work again. Clear?"
"Your highness! I'm not sick...and I don't require your assistance. I can do things perfectly fine."
"No you can't do things perfectly fine. I need to take care of you first."
"But why?" I asked
"Because after your experience, I doubt that you can still focus on your work. Just don't work today. You can work tomorrow, but not today. Just relax first. All right?"
"Yes your highness."
"Good. Now, sleep first. It's only 5:35 a.m. I do know that you maids wake up at 6:00 a.m."
"Yes your grace."
I lie down on the bed again and I felt him hug me again.
I sighed. What nice feeling. Too bad we can never be.
Grissom's POV
I stirred. I woke up and looked at the clock. 5:30 a.m.
Hmm. We still have time to sleep. Why is she awake?
I was hugging her. For some strange reason, it felt nice. It was as if she belonged here in my arms.
I smelled her hair. It smelled like lavender. Hmm, this girl is intoxicating.
"Good morning Sara."
"Good morning your highness. Uhmm...shouldn't I be in my room?"
"Well, I made you sleep here because I know that you would have nightmares after what happened yesterday."
"You know about my nightmares?"
"Well...no. But a study showed that after such an experience, people are most likely to have nightmares."
"Okay your highness...But I really should be up and getting ready for my chores for the day."
"No. You will not be working today. You are to stay here. I'll feed you. The only thing that you need to do is to feed my dog. No Ifs. No Buts. And No ands. You are to be here all day until you can work again. Clear?"
"Your highness! I'm not sick...and I don't require your assistance. I can do things perfectly fine."
"No you can't do things perfectly fine. I need to take care of you first."
"But why?"
"Because after your experience, I doubt that you can still focus on your work. Just don't work today. You can work tomorrow, but not today. Just relax first. All right?"
"Yes your highness."
"Good. Now, sleep first. It's only 5:35 a.m. I do know that you maids wake up at 6:00 a.m."
"Yes your grace."
She lied down and I spooned her. I don't know why but one thing was for sure. I liked the feeling of her in my arms.
I wanted to tell her about my feelings...but of course, my insecurities were in the way...and I wasn't sure if I could tell her. But then, I remembered the ball my mother had planned for me. That was just in one week and 3 days.
I can't tell her. If I do, she'll only be broken hearted. I just have to accept the fact that we could never be.
If I can't have her, at least I can have Isabelle...my first true love. If we can find her at least.
Isabelle...where are you now?
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