Screaming with the Sound Off
We snuggled on the couch, staring blankly at the television. The sound was off. The actors pranced around silently. It made me giggle, she loves when I giggle. They would scream angry words but no one could hear them. No matter how hard they screamed.
Her arm was wrapped around me, pulling me to her. I fit against her perfectly. We sat there, our breaths inhaling and exhaling in unison, saying nothing. We didn't have to.
I was her.
She was I.
We were one.
Then there was three...
Even as Hilde sat beside me and jabbed me in the side, I remained still. Our precious time together had ruined but I didn't want to admit it so soon. Hilde jabbed me again, puffing out her cheeks with impatience. She continued poking until I grabbed ahold of her finger. Looking at Hilde strenly, I said, "What do you want?"
"Gee, Relena. You don't have to be so touchy. I just wanted to tell you a certain someone was here to speak with you."
I sighed, dreading it. I pulled away from my darling, breaking our unity. A rush of cold air slammed against me as I left the warmth of her side. The only thing that could make me warm again was a kiss.
I bent down, settling my lips upon hers. As I pulled away, I noticed the wicked grin upon her face. There wasn't enough time to get away. She grabbed me, pulling me onto her lap and returning the kiss. Yet passionately. We remained in our bliss until Hilde cleared her thoart. I remembered where I was and pulled away.
"I'll go greet him. Wait for me," I told her. Hilde led me out the door. Glancing back, I saw her wink. A giggle escaped me. I knew she loves my giggles.
"Aishiteru, Dorothy."
"Aishiteru, Relena."
I stepped out into the hall, inhaling sharply. And then my eyes lit up like Christmas trees. I raced towards the man, crying out his name, "Milliardo!" I hooked my arms around his neck. He swung me around, laughing. It was like we were young again. Chuckling, he put me down, patting me gently on the head.
"Relena, how have you been?"
We stepped into a random room as Hilde snuck away. I then replyed, "Oh, just fine, you?"
"Oh.. I'm good.."
There was a silence as if both of us wanted to say something but couldn't. I knew what was on my mind and not his. Suddenly, I broke the silence withn ew found courage, "Milliardo, there is something I have to tell you."
My brother shook his head. He grabbed my hand, pulling my small body to him. I looked up into his eyes, noticing they were glassy. Tears threatened to spill out as he spoke, "No. I must go first." He gently pushed on my shoulders. I obeyed, silently sitting down onto the chair. He sat on the chair closest to me. Placing his hands on my legs, he stared at me earnestly. Begging forgiveness before the sin was committed. At my nod, he spoke again, "I know you can never be forced into things, Relena. And I know you work terribly hard but it isn't enough. The people are beginning to wonder. You.. Relena.. will you consider marriage?"
I nearly glomped on him. Instead, I just bounced my head around like a madwoman. Practically shouting, I replyed, "Oh, Milliardo! That's exactly what I wanted to speak to you about! I have found someone I want to spend the rest of my life with!"
"Who?!" My brother nearly tackled me. I blinked as he lunged from his seat, wrapping his arms around me. As my seat tettered dangerously from the sudden movement, a pang of guilt struck me. He thought everything was going to work out perfectly. But I knew there was going to be probelms.
Lowering my eyes, I croaked out hoarsely,"Dorothy..."
I could feel his body stiffen. He realeased me, standing up straight. He stared down at me, as though examining me. I knew he wanted me to be joking. He wanted me to break a grin, giggle and tell him I was kidding. But I remained silent.
"Relena.."
At his disappointed, almost wounded voice, I broke down. "Oh, Milliardo. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. I should have told you early. When I first fell in love with her."
"No." His voice was cold and harsh. Meekly, I glanced up. His eyes had fire in them. I shrank back into my chair, praying someone would come save me. But no one would. I had told them previously to stay out, no matter what.
Milliardo grabbed ahold of my chin, digging his fingers into my flesh. I winced. He pulled my head up more until I was staring at the ceiling. His face came back into veiw. And the terror began. "You are the Vice Foreing Minister! There is no bloody way you will marry a goddamned woman! Do you understand that?!"
The tears came. Slow but steady. "Milliardo.. please..."
"How dare you even speak to me, you disgusting animal! After you did this, too!" His hand slammed harshly against my cheek. I was stunned. No words came to my mouth. The only sign I was alive was the moving of my chest. And the silent tears that soon gave way to rivers.
"Leave her alone!"
My savior. My knight. I knew she would come. No matter what I had said, she couldn't have stayed away. Dorothy was here to whisk me away. To heal my wounded heart, caused by the pain of the scorn of my brother. A faint smile crossed my lips as she closed the distance between her and Milliardo.
"You little whore." Milliardo spat out. He glared at Dorothy, the fire in his eyes blazing. "You w ill not marry my sister. How dare you make her think she loves another woman?!"
I tentatively called his name. He glared and I fell back to silence.
Dorothy shoved her ring finger into Milliardo's face. The symbol of our love. Our unity. My brother gasped in disgust.
"Pig! I'll hunt you down!" He shoved past her, towards the door. He stopped, turning back to look at me. "I will find you someone to marry. And you will marry them. Or else your 'love' will die." He then stormed out.
I fell from my chair, my shouldres shaking. Dorothy kneeledd own beside me, kissing away my tears. It felt better. She wrapped me in her thin white arms and tilted back. We landed on the ground. I layed partly atop her, my head against her chest. The sound of her steady beating heart calmed me, my eyes closed. As she ran her fingers gently through my hair, it felt better. Much better.
To Be Continued..
We snuggled on the couch, staring blankly at the television. The sound was off. The actors pranced around silently. It made me giggle, she loves when I giggle. They would scream angry words but no one could hear them. No matter how hard they screamed.
Her arm was wrapped around me, pulling me to her. I fit against her perfectly. We sat there, our breaths inhaling and exhaling in unison, saying nothing. We didn't have to.
I was her.
She was I.
We were one.
Then there was three...
Even as Hilde sat beside me and jabbed me in the side, I remained still. Our precious time together had ruined but I didn't want to admit it so soon. Hilde jabbed me again, puffing out her cheeks with impatience. She continued poking until I grabbed ahold of her finger. Looking at Hilde strenly, I said, "What do you want?"
"Gee, Relena. You don't have to be so touchy. I just wanted to tell you a certain someone was here to speak with you."
I sighed, dreading it. I pulled away from my darling, breaking our unity. A rush of cold air slammed against me as I left the warmth of her side. The only thing that could make me warm again was a kiss.
I bent down, settling my lips upon hers. As I pulled away, I noticed the wicked grin upon her face. There wasn't enough time to get away. She grabbed me, pulling me onto her lap and returning the kiss. Yet passionately. We remained in our bliss until Hilde cleared her thoart. I remembered where I was and pulled away.
"I'll go greet him. Wait for me," I told her. Hilde led me out the door. Glancing back, I saw her wink. A giggle escaped me. I knew she loves my giggles.
"Aishiteru, Dorothy."
"Aishiteru, Relena."
I stepped out into the hall, inhaling sharply. And then my eyes lit up like Christmas trees. I raced towards the man, crying out his name, "Milliardo!" I hooked my arms around his neck. He swung me around, laughing. It was like we were young again. Chuckling, he put me down, patting me gently on the head.
"Relena, how have you been?"
We stepped into a random room as Hilde snuck away. I then replyed, "Oh, just fine, you?"
"Oh.. I'm good.."
There was a silence as if both of us wanted to say something but couldn't. I knew what was on my mind and not his. Suddenly, I broke the silence withn ew found courage, "Milliardo, there is something I have to tell you."
My brother shook his head. He grabbed my hand, pulling my small body to him. I looked up into his eyes, noticing they were glassy. Tears threatened to spill out as he spoke, "No. I must go first." He gently pushed on my shoulders. I obeyed, silently sitting down onto the chair. He sat on the chair closest to me. Placing his hands on my legs, he stared at me earnestly. Begging forgiveness before the sin was committed. At my nod, he spoke again, "I know you can never be forced into things, Relena. And I know you work terribly hard but it isn't enough. The people are beginning to wonder. You.. Relena.. will you consider marriage?"
I nearly glomped on him. Instead, I just bounced my head around like a madwoman. Practically shouting, I replyed, "Oh, Milliardo! That's exactly what I wanted to speak to you about! I have found someone I want to spend the rest of my life with!"
"Who?!" My brother nearly tackled me. I blinked as he lunged from his seat, wrapping his arms around me. As my seat tettered dangerously from the sudden movement, a pang of guilt struck me. He thought everything was going to work out perfectly. But I knew there was going to be probelms.
Lowering my eyes, I croaked out hoarsely,"Dorothy..."
I could feel his body stiffen. He realeased me, standing up straight. He stared down at me, as though examining me. I knew he wanted me to be joking. He wanted me to break a grin, giggle and tell him I was kidding. But I remained silent.
"Relena.."
At his disappointed, almost wounded voice, I broke down. "Oh, Milliardo. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. I should have told you early. When I first fell in love with her."
"No." His voice was cold and harsh. Meekly, I glanced up. His eyes had fire in them. I shrank back into my chair, praying someone would come save me. But no one would. I had told them previously to stay out, no matter what.
Milliardo grabbed ahold of my chin, digging his fingers into my flesh. I winced. He pulled my head up more until I was staring at the ceiling. His face came back into veiw. And the terror began. "You are the Vice Foreing Minister! There is no bloody way you will marry a goddamned woman! Do you understand that?!"
The tears came. Slow but steady. "Milliardo.. please..."
"How dare you even speak to me, you disgusting animal! After you did this, too!" His hand slammed harshly against my cheek. I was stunned. No words came to my mouth. The only sign I was alive was the moving of my chest. And the silent tears that soon gave way to rivers.
"Leave her alone!"
My savior. My knight. I knew she would come. No matter what I had said, she couldn't have stayed away. Dorothy was here to whisk me away. To heal my wounded heart, caused by the pain of the scorn of my brother. A faint smile crossed my lips as she closed the distance between her and Milliardo.
"You little whore." Milliardo spat out. He glared at Dorothy, the fire in his eyes blazing. "You w ill not marry my sister. How dare you make her think she loves another woman?!"
I tentatively called his name. He glared and I fell back to silence.
Dorothy shoved her ring finger into Milliardo's face. The symbol of our love. Our unity. My brother gasped in disgust.
"Pig! I'll hunt you down!" He shoved past her, towards the door. He stopped, turning back to look at me. "I will find you someone to marry. And you will marry them. Or else your 'love' will die." He then stormed out.
I fell from my chair, my shouldres shaking. Dorothy kneeledd own beside me, kissing away my tears. It felt better. She wrapped me in her thin white arms and tilted back. We landed on the ground. I layed partly atop her, my head against her chest. The sound of her steady beating heart calmed me, my eyes closed. As she ran her fingers gently through my hair, it felt better. Much better.
To Be Continued..