It was dark outside the house and rather cold. The cold was actually the problem, Marlisa had woken up due to the excessive cold she felt in the house. The female wandered over to the fire only to see that not even embers were left burning. This was especially unfortunate since the wood that Melchior and Marlisa had used to make that fire was the very last of the fire wood. The small framed female cursed under her breath as she walked over to the stove. She turned it on and placed her hands very the flame hoping it would warm them. She glanced at the fire and frowned. Things had changed so much in such little time. How long had it been since she saw her mother? How long had it been since she was able to have a nicly cooked meal and sleep on a comfortable warm bed? How long had it been since she was able to see Merdardus? The young girls chest tightened as she felt a few tears fall from her eyes. She missed him most of all. It was hard for Marlisa to be without the boy who she, well, loved.
"Marli..." Melchior muttered, he had been awakened by the sound of her soft sobs. The 17 year old shifted onto his side and got a good look at her. She quickly turned off the stove and dried her eyes. "What's the matter, shouldn't you be sleeping? Today's the big day down at the Cabaret." Marlisa was silent, she pressed her back against the counter and looked towards the dark floor.
"It's much to cold to sleep, and we ran out of fire wood... Again..." Melchior swore and sat up in his bed. "I was actaully surprised that the wood had lasted as long as it did."
"Not to fret Marli. For tomorrow you will be working, and I can almost assure you that our finacial issues will all be in the past." Melchior stumbled his way out of bed and over to the female. He grabbed her hands and pressed them to his warm chest. "You're ice cold..." Her took his other hand and grazed her damp cheek with it. "And you've been crying." The male held her closer to him. Marlisa closed her eyes and allowed herself to be buried in his chest. "I do not know what could e making you so sad, but it pains me to see you like this. Marlisa... I do not want you to suffer... If it is about the job, do not show up later. We can make due without the money... I can try to get a job to support us! Even though I know that's what society would expect us to do." He moved his hands down to the small of her back, and took a deep breath in through his nose, taking in her alluring fragrance. He was so tempted to pull her hair ever so slightly and kiss those lips of hers. The idea made him blush and hold her closer. Marlisa was blushing as well, for she felt a funny little fluttering feeling i her stomach.. The same kind of feeling she would get whenever she was around Medardus. "Come." He said his voice cracking a little. "Come sleep with me in my bed tonight. It's much to cold for us not to sleep next to each other.. Please I don't want to wake up and find you've died of hypothermia." Marlisa puled back from the hug and gripped his hand tightly. She looked at him in the dark and smiled a little.
"Yes... We should." That was the last thing she said before laying in bed with him. Melchior laid on his side and face her back. The way the blanket fell over her body was beginning to drive him crazy. It had been ages since he'd seen something as beautiful as that... As beautiful as her. He cursed himself in his head. It was unacceptable, this girl would wind up the same as Wendla if he acted on impulse again. Melchior would not allow himself to kill this amazing woman as well. So instead of cupping her soft breast in his hand her moved himself closer to her and fell asleep in her hair. Allowing the scent of it to carry him off into a wonderfully pleasant dream about her. Marlisa on the other hand laid in bed awake, she felt Melchiors warmth pressing against her body, and that triggered those pesky butterflies again. Before allowing herself to fall asleep, Marlisa buried herself in his chest. It was odd, but Marlisa felt safe when she pressed herself against Melchior. She felt safer then she had in a long while.
When morning broke Marlisa shivered and found herself in Melchiors arms still. He was sleeping, and Marlisa felt so happy. She pressed even closer to him, and began to run her fingers along the muscle on his arms. His hands were rough and obviously those of a manual worker, but she felt so happy holding them. And the thought of those hands touching her in anyway excited the female. A few moments later Melchior woke up. He looked straight into the girls hazel eyes and smiled.
"Today is the day which will change how we live Marlisa. You will help us obtain a better tomorrow. Now lets get you ready. You must look perfect for your performance. " The small female leaned against Melchiors chest and pressed her fingers lightly against the older males chest. She closed her eyes and listened. Melchior blushed and stroked the back of her head affectionately.
"I hear... I hear you're heart Melchior... I've never heard a sound as peaceful and warm as this." Melchior felt a tinge of pain in his heart. It was like De ja vue. It pained Melchior to think about Wendla, but this was an instance where he couldn't help it. The way Marlisa was pressed against him helplessly, she was so innocent... so frail. Melchior knew he could easily have his way wit her, but didn't want that. He did not want his filthy hands to spoil such a beauty. Melchior slowly moved Marlisa away from his chest. She looked at him longingly and he looked at her a slight tinge of pain apparent in his face. The small female felt a little hurt, she couldn't understand why he had reacted so badly.
"Well, that would happen when ones head is near a chest... I'm sure I would hear you're heart too if you pressed me against your chest." Melchior glanced longingly at her chest then back to Marlisa's face. She looked to the floor and turned around quickly. The young man wasn't certain what he could to to remedy this look, so he simply stood there and watched her get er est outfit together. She looked over at Melchior from under her eyes, a frown apparent upon her face.
"Melchi, can you please... turn around or something. I must get changed." His face flushed and he quickly turned to face the wall. It was silent for a moment or two, the only sound that filled the room was Marlisa fumbling with her hands to get undressed. "I had an odd dream last night..." Marlisa started. "I dreamed that I was living in my house and my brother had been kicked out, and I was so happy. And I dreamed that I was so happy, my mother loved me and my Papa wasn't ashamed to look at me. And things were amazing. Then it changed." Marlisa was now in her undergarments. She glanced over her shoulder towards Melchior to make sure he was still facing the other way. " I was sleeping and there was a loud noise down stairs. I was scared, but I thought I would be fine, my mom and dad loved me so they would save me. Then my door opened. I hide under the blankets and hear the door lock. I was so scared... It was a dream, but I was so scared. He ripped the blanket from my body and left me naked and exposed on the bed. I wasn't even naked until he took the blanket off. I felt so vulnerable, and it just got worse as he pressed himself down on me and forced himself inside of me. I begged and screamed for him to stop, but he didn't, and whenever I screamed her would spank me and scold me for yelling. Then he left me with a promise to come back. I don't understand Melchior... I don't know why I would see these things. I can't understand what in my head makes me think about this." Marlisa buttoned her last button and turned to face Melchior "I have to go now, I don't want to be late."
Melchior was horrified by what Marlisa had just said. He was unable to understand why she would even think about such foolish things. No, foolish wasn't, horrific was. The thought of a strange man violating Marlisa was terrifying to Melchior He would not violate her so he would not allow another man to spoil her. Melchior walked over to Marlisa silently and grabbed her hand. She looked at him and he looked back affectionately.
"Well, it was only a dream. And for that I am grateful." Melchior gripped her hand tightly and walked her towards the door. "No lets go get you that job. You're as beautiful as an angel. They would be stupid not to take you in for a position."