Melena lay quietly beside her lover who was fast asleep with messy hair and a big contented grin. Arguably, Melena should have had that same expression, the night had certainly been wonderful and just… by Oz… she had loved it, but the moment that Six had fallen asleep, Melena's mind had instantly shot back to the mess of feelings swirling inside of her.
Now some silly doctors or other great men of science sometimes argue that feelings are technically all the same since they are all just the primitive hormones that make your head go fuzzy.
And perhaps most men might think all feelings are the same, but Melena knew better. Some feelings were… creamy, like fresh milk. Other feelings were bitter, like lemons…
Now anyone could tell you what happens when you mix lemon juice and milk together.
That's what it felt like was happening in her at that moment. The feelings all clashed and mixed sourly together. This bad mixture made her sick to her stomach, so much so in fact she had to rush out of the bed and quickly duck her head out of the window, her body retching.
"Melly?"
Melena felt yet another feeling wash over her—total embarrassment.
She managed a grunt and tried to stop herself from retching again. It didn't work. She heard Six quickly get out of bed and within a second her lover was behind her, putting cool hands on her back.
"Love…"
Melena retched a few more times, during which time Six rubbed her back—trying to be comforting in some way. When the retching stopped, Melena kept her head stuck out of the window and hidden from Six.
"Of course…" Melena muttered.
"Of course what?"
"Of course the first time you call me "love" would be now." Melena felt Six stop her motions, and for a moment she thought she might have offended her lover, until she heard a chuckle. Melena blushed. "I don't think it's funny."
She felt Six's hands leave her back, and within a few seconds felt her warm naked body press against her, and wrapped the blanket around the both of them. Melena hadn't realized how cold she had been.
After another minute Melena was still drowning in embarrassment, but Six placed a tender kiss on the back of her neck. "I know of an herbal tea that should help. Would you like that Love?"
Melena felt slightly less embarrassed, hearing only concern and love in Six's voice. She nodded meekly, and graciously took the hankie that Six handed to her.
Six slipped from Melena only when she insisted she was alright. They dressed and headed down to the kitchens, their arms linked. They passed a sister or two down the corridors, which earned the two lovers glares, but neither cared, and simply continued on their way.
It wasn't until a while later, after Melena had drunk her tea and cured her nausea, and listened to the soft chorus of rhythmic thumps around her that she noticed the absence of a specific heartbeat within the castle...
Another wave of emotions hit her hard. She felt a stinging in her chest and tears burning her eyes... but even with the tangled mess that was her feelings, even with the grudge she held, she knew it wasn't hate that made the tears well up in her eyes...
Authors Note: About the last chapter... it was completely rushed, badly put together, and I deeply apologize. I wanted to get the scene over and done with and didn't really feel like going according to the book's timeline. I promise that next time when I start to change things that it will be more tastefully...
Anyway... Well, here you are dearies. Here is another chapter. Again, I don't know when I'll update this again but the next one will be with Glinda...oh my god I just found Out of Oz at my library. I cheated and read the last few pages-of course being totally confused but I wanted to see well... yeah... one scene get's me hopeful but of course I won't know until I read the entire thing.