Restless Days and Hidden Nights by Lady Cleo
Longer Nights
Edited 10/23/2010
Three in the morning, damn what a time to be up!
Hyde sat silently on the cot, having long ago given up any chance of sleeping. He listened silently in the dark, rain pelting against the small basement window.
"One more day!" Hyde reminded himself, his voice echoing across the room. She would be leaving the hellish camp tomorrow afternoon. The drive would take only a couple hours, so by dinner she would be back in Point Place and by tomorrow morning he'd have his fix. That wasn't so long.
Ah damn, who was he kidding? He wanted her now, no questions asked.
Watching the clock on the wall tick time away seemed to be helping nothing. Okay, so maybe he could sneak over to her house tomorrow night. It would be selfish, but what the hell. He was supposed to be a cold uncaring bastard anyway. She wouldn't mind so much. And, if she kicked him out, the anger would help him get to sleep. That was all he really wanted, or so he told himself.
Someone knocked on the door.
"What the hell?" Hyde demanded as he stood, slipping on a pair of jeans and making his way out of the small room. Hyde flipped on the basement lights and headed towards the basement door. He yanked it open, planning to yell at the dumbass on the other side. The door flung open.
Jackie stood, drenched, shivering in the moonlight at the bottom of the basement stairs. Her skimpy little cheerleading outfit clinging to her body, her long hair pulled back into a ponytail. God, she had to be the hottest thing he'd ever seen.
Hyde took a step back, allowing her entrance into the dry basement. "What are you doing here?" He questioned, trying to get his thoughts out of the bedroom and back into the basement.
"I missed you, so I told the counselors that there was a family emergency and I needed to head back." Jackie murmured, slipping her hands around his waist.
She had left her little cheerleading hell for him; damn, if that wasn't flattering to his ego.
"Come on," Jackie whispered, pulling him back towards his small basement room. "Since Zen doesn't allow you to express just how much you missed me in words, I'll let you show me."
Damn, what an evil woman his little Jacks was turning out to be. If she kept this up, Hyde was sure he'd never be able to think of cheerleaders as evil again. Well- cheerleading outfits as evil.