First of all, I want to apologize for grammar mistakes, punctuation or spelling mistakes. English is not my first language. Let me know if I can improve and correct me.
After two years of living and sleeping alone, it was inevitable to be sensitive to every movement or noise close to her, and as a consequence sadly her sleep was light and Alex used to move during her rest, but that was the fifth or sixth time that night. She turned to look at her and check if everything was fine, and she was taken by surprise, because Alex was awake and with a big smile in her face.
"What are you so happy about?" asked, obviously irritated. "It's early and I'm still sleepy…"
She knew exactly what was going on, but was trying to pretend she didn't. The reason for her expression and why she seemed so excited wasn't something meaningful for her. Not that day, not never.
"Well, is a fucking good day for me," she expressed completely convinced about it. "I'm free, I'm here and I'm extremely grateful because I can say that this is the day which the love my life was born… some years ago"
Fucking June 7th…
What was so special about birthdays anyways? Although she was right, at least she was a different person since she started to hate that day. She would take it with calm and reconsider it if she asked for. At least a little bit.
"So… do you want to fuck?" she asked suddenly.
The good mood she perceived that was coming off from her before wasn't faked.
"Why are you so perky?" Piper answered quickly.
"Already told you."
She smiled back and accepted her good morning greets, because the way that she looked at her still made her get goosebumps, but she couldn't let her know that, or on the contrary she would end up using it against her and also convincing her that morning sex was actually a good idea. Again.
"Well, were you saying you're grateful because of me the love of your life…?" remarked and joked about what she heard. "Jesus! that is so sweet that I think I'm going to need insulin…"
Alex laugh, but didn't deny it, and if she wasn't going for the sarcasm route, then probably any chance of getting out of bed without having sex would be just a stupid and insubstantial thought.
"Yeah," she gave her a positive response, and then defying her, made a counterattack. "That is what I just said, then, what are you going to do with that?"
She didn't have any doubts about Alex's feelings or hers. It was so evident that they wanted to be together after all that time apart, that not even being awakened thrice each night (almost sacred and non-negotiable) or she picking for her a frappuccino over a cappuccino was a reason to be pissed; having her waiting with the lights on, warmed her heart every time she arrived late at home and she was there, waiting for her to go to bed together, with sleepy eyes and even a deeper voice, but standing up to welcome her, always smiling…
"I guess I could use it to feel flattered," responded evasively. "Thank you…"
That wasn't a phrase which could fill all the things she felt, but she gave it a shot.
"Why are you trying so hard to avoid my attempts to get you?" Alex asked straightly. "I know you like it as much as me."
It wasn't like she was wrong, and that confidence earned by her undeniable expertise was actually deserved, except that two days ago, after an intense morning session, made her to rethink the subject.
"Are you still mad about what happened?" she guessed.
She should bet that she was mad. Nobody ever told her how really uncomfortable was to experience daily routines feeling weak and tired as hell, not to mention those damn shaking legs almost the entire day…
"I'm right, am I?" she was certain, and didn't hide her mocking laugh.
Was she so obvious? Buried her face against the pillow trying hard to repel the memories of the incident, though hopelessly failing.
"I told you to stop," she complained. "I asked you to stop…"
She felt she got closer, yet didn't touch her, and heard how she cleared her throat, getting ready for her always more than convincing speech.
"Is just that I can't help myself when I hear you moaning," stated, without any trace of embarrassment. "You're so hot"
That was exactly the reason why she was the danger itself. She wasn't even trying to turn her on, however she could feel her blood heating and starting to feel tickled on her nipples and lower, and that was caused by just being with her. She had that chemical effect which didn't even need to touch her to have sex with, literally she was capable to fuck with her with her mind, and late learnt that wasn't something easy to find.
"I didn't know that was going to happen…" she excused herself. "I mean I'm not disapproving anything and I'm the victim here…"
She was laughing at her, but that was the way she mostly acted, and even when she was feeling truly ashamed like in that moment, the way Alex naturally assimilated things like those always really helped her a lot.
And she was right once again. She was the affected one and didn't give a shit, and started to chuckle instead of being mortified by that.
"You don't have to feel bad or awkward," she said. "Is amazing."
Looked at her and she really mean it. Loved how she, usually, rationalized everything and seemed unflappable.
"You know what I read once? Someone said: "'hate the crime and pity the offender'," she quoted and gave her a seductive smile.
She was clearly making a reference to their past, and that lady-killer smirk was just too much to handle and went straight to kiss her, because wanted to feel her closer if it was possible, because it was so good to have her that sometimes it felt like unreal.
"Well, that was unexpected," she said disconcerted. "You're not angry anymore?"
"Just shut up," requested laughing. "I've never said I was angry with you."
She hugged her and rested her head on her right shoulder, while with the tips of her fingers barely started to touch her arm, softly and caringly.
"Are you going to be this childish like… the whole day?" Alex wanted to know. "Can I at least tell you happy birthday like normal people?"
"You just did," she pointed out. "And I hate normal people"
When she had thought that the birthday's topic had ended it went to the surface one more time, though after noticing her expression, she better decided to not force things, in addition, to keep trying to avoiding her wasn't how she intended to spend her day off.
"You being here, just lying on bed next to me, and chatting… this is from far the best birthday I ever had," she recognized.
It was the truth… she didn't care about celebrations or gifts, all what she wanted already have it.
"Oh, shit, where did you drop the insulin to go and get it?" she teased her, with her own joke.
"Fuck you," insulted her, but it didn't sound rude at all. "I'm trying"
"I know," affirmed. "I like to fuck with you"
There she was again trying to twisting things to get sex, despite of that, she just stared at her and she stopped.
"I get it, not sex today," stablished serious.
She never said anything about not getting laid at all, but she would let her know later. Didn't need to give her any advantage over her (for a while), at any rate, generally enjoyed when that happened and never disappointed her. She was outstanding in whatever she tried, and it seemed like she didn't have to do any effort to achieve her goals. Talented bitch…
She moved and let her know that she was going to the bathroom, but before to cross the door that separated the two rooms, she spoke to her.
"Hey, Piper…" she called her attention. "I love you."
She got it, why to bother? She loved back her too, and was being sweet and wasn't involved in the reason of her reluctance to accept the supposed joy that brings the celebration of a new year of life. She didn't have to carry with her bad mood.
"Thank you," replied half seriously and half joking. "You're the love of my life too."
Only few minutes past and accepting that it couldn't be possible to sleep again, decided to check her cell phone, and without reading, deleted every mail automatically generated with the subject "Happy Birthday", not being an unexpected event that only her younger brother wrote to her and also Nicky, who sent a sassy sticker and a suspicious link.
"Overwhelmed by your popularity?" she made fun of her.
"Well, it's still early…" she didn't pick the bait. "Let's give them time…"
Alex giggled and then went in her direction, when with a gesture her presence was requested, and supported her head on the pillow, looking straightly into her eyes.
"I'm sorry I've been acting like a horse's ass," apologized sincerely.
"It's not like I didn't know that it was a possibility before we made this lifer deal, so..." she argued, nodding and shrugging her shoulders. "The warranty period has expired, yet I kept the product."
How could people make such light judgments about the relationship they insisted on maintaining despite everything, when they didn't even meet her? Being aware of the worst of each other and still think that worth it and embrace it, that means is something built on solid ground.
"I already accepted that part yours, kid..." whispered, like if it was a secret.
"You must be out-of-the-way," asserted convinced.
"You just now realize it?" exclaimed, notoriously pretending to be offended.
"I mean, no..." she made an effort to not laugh... "Wanted to make it clear I'm fully conscious of that"
"I think you are too conscious about everything," declared with a straight face. "You don't even sleep well."
She knew that? How? Not once thought she had noticed it since never said a word.
"How in the world do you know that?" she asked, needing an explanation.
It seemed like she didn't want to discuss it with her, because giggled and looked away, but a second earlier she sucked her lip. Never a good sign in that kind of context.
"Tell me, I don't think it's that frightening, isn't?" Insisted. "Test me. I'm prepared."
"When you sleep your breath is different," spited out. "It's deeper, louder and your lips are always a bit opened, as consequence you wet your pillow with saliva, until without being awake, you turn over it, repeating the never ending cycle."
"OK, that's fucking creepy," concluded without thinking twice. "As if James Joyce had been a stalker and had wrote about it, what you said easy could be a paragraph of his authorship."
"I know," admitted, trying to not chuckle. "It sounds worse than actually is, but after living for a long time with literally a bunch of criminal bitches you acquire unwanted skills in order to survive…"
Completely agreed with her, she was the proof that in more of some ways unwanted experiences and abilities can be learned or acquired and never be able to forget them, although Alex revealing that wasn't resting how apparently had been giving the impression, didn't like it that much.
"I thought I was taking good care of you.," declared. "But I suppose I didn't."
"Are you fucking kidding me?" asked surprised. "You put a roof over my head and a reason to stay mentally healthy while struggling with all that shit I went through; you gave me a home…I mean, I'm a fucking stay-at-home cougar wife!"
"The best-looking around," she agreed. "No one would dare to judge."
Considering that since the moment she decided she would follow her and stay with her, every effort made was thinking on them, saved money and focused on her job, her studies and their future; all she needed was a purpose and when she had it, everything turned out pretty well. Currently she was capable to afford for them a decent style of life with not that tight budget, no unpaid bills or debts. She never felt more proud of herself before.
"Take your time, watch TV, see movies, learn to cook, go to study if you want, do whatever you need to do, Al," she said to her, trying to dissuade her gloomy thoughts. "But don't over push yourself."
They stared at each other, didn't speak, just enjoying the moment, for a while.
"What did you do this day last year?" Alex asked.
"My parents sent me a fly ticket, "answered quickly. "I just wanted to come back to my house after two hours there."
At the beginning was scary to move out so far from what she considered like "home", but after just one night in her own house, without a crying baby, a hysterical sister in law, eating processed food in the plastic recipient that it arrived, was absolutely priceless.
"You don't want to be with your family?" she demanded to know.
"It's not like I don't want," she explained herself. "It's just that right now, in this moment I want to share my time with the family that I chose for myself"
"You know you're giving me really mixed signals here," stated unsure. "You love me, but you don't want to have sex with me because you're afraid to squirt on my face again?"
"Shit, Alex! Why do you have to say it like that?" asked caught off balance.
"I'm saying that I couldn't see normally for almost half hour with my left eye, had to change the beddings and a shower, but I was taking it any way, then It's not a big deal," enumerated, without giving it an importance.
"Jesus…" murmured laughing. "I'm sorry about your eye."
"Literally didn't see that cumming," added scoffing, playing with words.
"Stop!" demanded almost pleading. "I'm going to the bathroom."
"I'll be right here," manifested. "Waiting for you to come."
Really needed to pee, and take a quick shower, accepting that she wanted to have sex after all, plus, she didn't have to go anywhere that day. It was perfect.
"Pipes, your mom is calling," announced Alex from the outside. "And it's like the fourth time. I don't think she would stop her attempts."
"Tell her I'm busy," asked irritated.
"Fuck, no!" rejected her request.
Her mother never respected her position about birthdays, and made her celebrate it anyways, until she was a teenager: "what would you know, you're a kid, those are going to be great memories one day…" That was what she said every time when tried to convince her about to not inviting people who didn't even like her. Her mom was actually one of the reasons she hated that day.
"But I'm here!" she disapproved.
"Just take the call," insisted Alex. "It's your mom…"
Could feel what she tried to transmit her only by her inflection, after all, she was lucky to have both parents alive and still healthy.
"Fine," accepted finally.
And after that call, seemed like near her forties her mom was still imposing things. She left the bathroom without the planned shower.
"My mom says 'hi'" told her what she said. "And that she will wait for us for the brunch"
"OK, thanks, "replied automatically. "Wait, what?"
That caught her completely off guard. Though nobody said a word about her relationship anymore, only Cal and sometimes her mom asked about Alex. That, after all the time, was still a sensitive matter. She was caught off guard too, because her mom never went to visit before, and it was so out of place to do it without a previous announcement, because Carol always kept the manners, but in occasions she did unexpected things like that.
"My mom is here," repeated the message this time clearly. "And she wants to see us."
"And you didn't know about this?" questioned Alex distrustful. "That's out of character."
"I would never introduce you to my parents without you knowing it," she responded almost offended. "That requires a highly amount of mental and physical preparation…"
"I know, "chuckled a little nervous. "It's just so weird… Are you sure she said she wanted me there?"
Her mother did, she specifically said 'both", but she didn't have to go. She would never push her to go anywhere if she didn't want to.
"You don't need to go, but she did include you," assured.
"You want me there?" looked at her directly, without blink.
"Yes," affirmed.
"Then today I'll be meeting my mother in law…" she replied with no doubt in her words.
She felt relieved, because she wanted Alex to be with her. After the initial shock of the presence of her mother around, she begun to question if something bad had happened.
"That is good because now I'm starting to freaking out, maybe something is happening…"
"Or maybe she really misses you and wants to see you," suggested another option. "We will find out together."
"I'm sorry, Al," apologized sincerely. "For whatever my parents could do, say or act."
She could hear her laughing.
"Don't worry, Pipes," stated her. "I'm a grown woman."
"Yes, undoubtedly I can see that," expressed convinced.
She was so fucking gorgeous, and she was caught looking at her with predatory eyes.
"Don't look at me in that way!" she demanded. "Not when you're not gonna take the responsibility."
To who was she trying to trick? Went directly in her direction and before to kiss her, she asked for a favor.
"If I ask you to stop, please do it," formulated her petition.
"I can't promise that," she was straightforward. "But I can change the beddings."
"Well, that is enough for me," said satisfied with her offer.
"Then we have a deal," she agreed seductively.
That birthday in particular had turned, at least, in a very interesting one, and the day was just starting, but she wasn't that surprised, after all, everything was better with Alex at her side… even to face her uninvited mother in the state…
Thank you for your time. I hope you didn't feel like wasting your time with this, if not, everything is good for me.
This is actually the third part, if you like it I can translate the other first two (which are all independants, they can be read without the others.)