NOTES: This story is now M-Rated. (Unfortunately that's how my stories end up)
WARNING: This chapter will contain swearing, upsetting and sexual scenes.
Chapter 8
The door was being unlocked from the other side and then gently pushed opened. Steven walked in first, smiling and was excited to bring a certain person home. He turned around and jested for the other person to follow him.
STEVEN: Don't be shy. Come on in.
Spinel was hesitant at first, as she took her first steps into Steven's house, carrying a small backpack of her belongings… and while doing so was amazed by her surroundings: The house, or in some ways, a beach house was a modest-sized dwelling with one large interior room and an upper level. The upper level served as Steven's bedroom while the main interior contained a lounge with a fireplace and a kitchen/bar. The door to the bathroom was located on the back left, past the fireplace, while the bathroom itself was built directly below the upper level. Outside was a balcony/deck with further seating and an umbrella. Hanging inside, a picture of his mother, Rose Quartz, was above the door. The far side of the house's interior opened into the foyer where he kept his office and a room for clients to relax. The house was very modern looking, with fabulous wooden flooring.
Spinel was gobsmacked how big the place was…even for one person.
STEVEN: Well? What do you think…?
SPINEL: It's…it's…(Tears form into her eyes and then she breaks down)
It looked like Spinel was about to fall down but Steven quickly aided her, concerned from this strange behaviour of sadness…it was something he wasn't expecting Spinel to do.
STEVEN: Spinel, what's wrong…?
SPINEL: (Sobbing) I'm sorry…
STEVEN: (Slight chuckle) What are you sorry for?
SPINEL: For…f-for reacting like this...
STEVEN: Oh, Spinel, don't be silly…I understand if this is overwhelming.
SPINEL: It's not…I…I'm just…happy…
STEVEN: Then why are you crying?
SPINEL: (Looks at Steven and wipes her tears) This…this is real, isn't it? I mean, I'm not dreaming, am I?
Steven was taken back by the question but played along with it.
STEVEN: No, you're not dreaming. (Smiles) This is real.
SPINEL: (Smiles also) Then that's why I was crying. (Wipes more tears) I'm happy. (Looks around) I can't believe I'm here and not…back at the other place, where people look at me, test me and judge me. (Looks at Steven) Being here, right now, it…it makes me feel…normal.
Spinel then looked into Steven's eyes, as did Steven back to her. There was a moment, where their eyes seemed to pass on feelings for each other. It was only now that Steven noticed her magenta eyes, something that was very rare to have…only this time they seemed to glow from the reflective light of the sun rays piercing in the home and brighten them up. Spinel started to blush, as Steven was still staring.
STEVEN: You have…beautiful eyes…
Spinel was lost for words and blushed even more brightly. Steven realised he was looking at her to long and what he said…he cleared his throat, as if to avoid the awkwardness.
STEVEN: Um, (Coughs)…anyway. L-Let me show you around, okay.
SPINEL: (Nods) Sure.
Steven gently took Spinel's bag and hung it on the coat rail. Though Spinel was invited to live here, she didn't move until Steven prompted her, afteral, she wasn't where anything was or where to go. Steven smiled back at her and directed her around the house.
Despite the size of the house, it was easy to navigate around, as most of the facilities were in one area, kinda like a studio flat in some ways. Steven even showed her where the food was kept, in case she got hungry.
He showed her the bathroom and reminded her that she can use it anytime she needs to.
He showed her the balcony and was amazed by the view that seemed like it was over towering Beach City. It was like a painting and Spinel was still trying to accept that she was going to live here, which is a complete change to where she's been in the past…even with her mother.
The tour of the house was finished quite quickly…ending with Steven and Spinel going up the stairs and showing the free woman where she'd be sleeping. Pointing to his own bed.
STEVEN: And this is where you'll be sleeping.
The bed was a good size, enough to sleep two people on it but this made Spinel a little nervous and almost giggling to herself.
SPINEL: Um. It's…it's just one bed…
STEVEN: Uh-huh.
SPINEL: Well…(Blushing lightly)…where are you going to sleep?
STEVEN: Oh, don't worry about me.
SPINEL: I don't want to take your bed if it means you're sleeping on the floor. That wouldn't be fair.
STEVEN: (Shrugs) Well, it wouldn't be fair if I didn't offer you my bed.
SPINEL: But…where are you going to sleep?
STEVEN: Like I said, don't worry about me. The sofa, down there, opens up to a bed. I'll use that.
SPINEL: I don't know what to say.
STEVEN: You don't have to say anything. I believe this is what's best for you. I want you to be comfortable. My home is your home. And I mean that.
Spinel smiles. This was all becoming too fast but at the end of the day, this was way better than the mental institute and she was ever so thankful for what Steven was doing.
SPINEL: I can't thank you enough.
STEVEN: It's my pleasure.
Roughly under an hour later. Spinel was slowly settling in to her new home and started to unpack her bag, while Steven was making some food in the kitchen. Spinel emptied her bag on the bed and felt embarrassed with the possessions she had. A couple of bras, a few panties, her make up bag, a few red T-Shirts and some red dyed denim shorts…the only clothes she seemed to have, aside from what she was wearing. A few tampons but nothing else. Her world possessions in one pathetic bag. Spinel sighed…but the aroma of the food drifted under her nose and took a huge sniff. The smell actually made her stomach rumble. Steven was making lasagne. Spinel didn't want to seem helpless and decided to go down the steps and see Steven.
She walked up behind him and the smell was getting stronger as she got close. Steven was humming to himself until he notices Spinel presence.
STEVEN: Oh, unpacked already?
SPINEL: (Nods) Yeah. I uh, don't have much…
STEVEN: That's okay. If you like we could have a wonder in town and buy things you need.
SPINEL: Oh no. I don't want you to do that.
STEVEN: Spinel, its fine. I don't mind. I want to help you in any way I can.
SPINEL: (Bows her head a little) You've already done so much for me…
STEVEN: And I want to do more. (Turns around) Also, I think it'll do you some good.
SPINEL: Thank you…
STEVEN: (Chuckles) And stop saying "thank you".
Spinel chuckled herself, she couldn't help but be thankful and apologise. She watched Steven served up the dinner.
STEVEN: You hungry?
SPINEL: Definitely.
STEVEN: Well, I hope you like lasagne.
SPINEL: I do.
STEVEN: Great.
Steven didn't really make anything else with the lasagne but it was such a big portion on each plate that it didn't really matter. Spinel sat at the table as Steven brought the food to her. The young lad then went to grab some knife and forks for each other…and then they tucked in.
After a few minutes, Spinel was close to finishing her meal, to Steven's surprise…this slim woman was eating it like it was going out of fashion, which made him impressed and took it as a compliment.
STEVEN: Boy, you sure are eating that quickly.
Spinel stops, almost choking on her food but thankfully swallows it. She looked at Steven then at her plate, with only a few mouthfuls to go.
SPINEL: If I like it…I'll eat it.
STEVEN: (Takes a mouthful) Nice to know someone likes my cooking. (Chuckles. Spinel decides to put her plate down and uses a napkin to wipe her mouth) Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to put you off.
SPINEL: You didn't.
HE THINKS YOU'RE A SLOB!
STEVEN: Oh. Uh, okay then…
SPINEL: I didn't mean to eat it so quickly, it's just it tasted good.
STEVEN: There's no law on how quick you eat food. I'm just happy you like it.
SPINEL: It was nice. You're such a great cook.
STEVEN: Ha. I wouldn't go that far. Normally, I'd be lazy and order a take-out. (Shrugs) Just figured it'd be nice to cook something.
SPINEL: Why…?
STEVEN: Because you're my guest. It's the least I could do.
Steven was just finishing the last of his food, while Spinel seemed to be acting awkward.
SPINEL: Why do you live on your own?
STEVEN: (Gulps the food) Huh…?
SPINEL: I was just wondering, why you live on your own?
STEVEN: (Blinks) Um. Well…I, uh…I just do.
SPINEL: (Looks at her plate) It just seems weird to me.
STEVEN: Oh yeah? Why's that?
SPINEL: Well…you're just an amazing person. (Steven looks surprised) You're kind hearted, you put others before yourself, you're gentle, sweet and not to mention a great cook. (Looks at Steven) I just can't believe a guy like you…hasn't got anyone to share that with. (Looks away) You must feel lonely.
STEVEN: Well, uh…I guess…I never really had the time to actually share anything with anyone. My job is practically 24/7, I have clients here and though I'm not technically lonely in that aspect, I am for the most part. I suppose I just…don't, or at least, didn't have enough time for the little things.
SPINEL: Little things, like what?
STEVEN: Little things like this. Moments like now. Sitting with a cute girl
Spinel blushes brightly again, which almost matched her top. Steven had to hold back his cringe, as he figured it might've been too much.
SPINEL: I…I really like you.
Steven was happy to hear those words…but he still had to be delicate with this situation. He shovelled up closer to her.
STEVEN: I…like you too.
Spinel then stands up.
SPINEL: I…I can't…
STEVEN: I'm sorry. I know…I know I'm…doing this to fast.
SPINEL: No, it's not that! You're amazing…
STEVEN: But…?
One of Spinel's memory appeared to her, bring back something…bad.
SPINEL: AAAAAAHH~
Spinel started to shake.
STEVEN: Spinel…?
FEMALE VOICE: NOOO!
Spinel then held her head.
STEVEN: Spinel, what's wrong?
OLDER FEMALE VOICE: YOU LITTLE WHORE!
A quick vision of Spinel's memory kept repeating: Spinel was lying on the bed with a man on top of her. Spinel was moaning in pleasure, as the guy thrusted her. She happily cried out more moans of ecstasy.
SPINEL: AAAAAAHH~
Just then, the door slammed opened, scaring Spinel and the guy, who climbed off her, covering each other with the bed sheets as they looked on to who slammed opened the door. A crazy looking older woman, who wore a cerise top which was cropped in the middle to reveal her midriff exposing a belly button piecing, with a small gem on it with large puffy pink-and-white sleeves and rose gloves. She also wore a small pink and white skirt, short puffy bright rose-pink shorts, white stockings and a pair of pink slippers with white pompoms floating over each of them. She was furious and stormed towards Spinel and the guy she was sleeping with.
WOMAN: YOU LITTLE WHORE!
SPINEL: MOM!?
The pink looking dressed woman grabbed the young lad and dragged him out of the bed, not caring that he was naked.
SPINEL: MOM, STOP IT!
The guy was trying to resist and surprised by this moans strength.
GUY: What the fuck, man? Get off me!
Suddenly, the woman slammed this young lad into Spinel's dressing mirror, his head smashed into it…she repeated it again, and thus making another web of cracked glass on the mirror, this time producing blood.
SPINEL: MOM! PLEASE, STOP IT! STOP IT!
The memory echoed throughout Spinel's head, as Steven looked on helpless. Spinel then ran upstairs, not doing a good job holding back her tears…and she jumped on the bed, diving into the pillows and crying into them. Steven quickly followed her…but stood at the other end of the end.
STEVEN: Spinel…? (No response except for a few sobbing sounds) Was it the voices again…?
SPINEL: (Sobbing through the pillow) Nooo!
STEVEN: Oh…well, that's an improvement, I guess…
SPINEL: (Lifts her head) I just…I just remembered something, in-involving my…mother…
STEVEN: Oh, okay. (Sits on the bed) Do you want to talk about it?
Spinel starts to quiver all over her body…as more memory of her mother pops up.
PINK: You don't need anyone else. Just me. I'll never leave you…
CUT TO:
Pink leaving through the front door, with something in her hand…but the memory fades.
Spinel sits up as the tears soaked her cheeks. Steven wanted to comfort her but figured this would be a delicate situation. Whatever was going through her mind, he wanted to keep the best interests for her.
SPINEL: I'm…I'm glad she's not here. (Sniffs) At least…not now…
STEVEN: I can't imagine what you're going through…but I am right here. So when you're ready, I'll listen.
There was a slight pause, as Spinel was trying to dry her eyes but were starting to sting a little bit, since she was using her shirt to dry her eyes. Steven had some tissues in his bed side draw and gave one to her, which she accepted.
SPINEL: I…I want to talk about her…but I don't know what you'll think of me…
STEVEN: I'm not here to judge. I've brought you here to get better. Whatever is on your mind, I want you in your own time to tell me.
SPINEL: (Changes the subject almost completely) Do…d-do you have to sleep on the sofa…?
STEVEN: (Surprised by the change of subject) Oh, uh…I mean, I…don't want you to feel uncomfortable. The bed is yours…
SPINEL: I won't be uncomfortable. (Smiles) I feel better when I'm with you. I feel better when you're here…
STEVEN: (Nods and smiles) That's good.
SPINEL: I'd feel better if you stayed with me, while I sleep…(Steven blushes, as does she)…I don't want to be alone…
STEVEN: (Gulps) Uh…o-oh, okay…I mean, sure…I…I can keep you company while-
Spinel then slowly crawls over to Steven and kisses him on the lips. Spinel wanted to grant access and Steven accepted, as their tongues gently wrestled, and while doing so, Spinel gently climbs on top of Steven, while he lies down. Spinel broke the kiss, breathing slowly…as she took of her shirt, revealing a black bra that was perfect for her C-Cup breasts, teasingly staring back at Steven. He noticed that she had a tattoo just above her cleavage of a crystal heart…it was beautifully detailed and suited her. Steven gulped even more and the reality of Spinel being a patient kicked in…and yet, this felt so right, so…spontaneous. Steven could feel blood flowing down below…and Spinel giggled as she felt something growing. The bulge was becoming too obvious. Spinel had the perfect body, as she cutely moaned when Steven touched her gently, his hands on her hips…and Spinel went in for another round of passionate kissing, multitasking as well, by undoing Steven's pants.
A few moments later and both their hearts started to race…soon the passion erupted throughout their naked bodies…as Steven entered Spinel, making her bite her lip and gasp in pleasure…as they became one…
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End of Chapter.
NOTES: New chapter hopefully ready for next weekend.