Chapter 5: The Overbearing

Rain fell hard on his body, dampening and chilling his every nerve as he clung helplessly to the tall fence. Staring around, breathing heavily, he dragged his feet to Johnny's door. There, he flopped against the door, his head bouncing painfully off of it. He must've disturbed someone upstairs because the last thing he remembered seeing was a dim light and a head staring down at him in the doorway.

He woke up in a dark room, the only light drifted over to him from a candle in a corner. He looked around woosily. His head still spun and a little voice kept calling. The words were muddled and confusing, he couldn't understand them, placing them in the back of his mind he heard something. A few footsteps and the sound of a door shutting softly made him jump. He became a little more alert.

"Hello?" He whispered, in a soft, choked tone. "Who's there?" He got a little louder. Hearing a soft 'Shh' he looked over to the lighted corner to see Alina standing by the candle.

"Todd," She spoke softly, in a musical voice that made him snap to. "You passed out." She explained where she had found him and in what condition. "Do you remember what happened?" His head shook slowly as he tried his hardest to remember. All he could remember though, was that dark, familiar voice.

"Shmee." He said softly.

"What?" Alina asked, moving closer to him. He smelt her, it was a chipper mix of Lillies and roses.

"Shmee." He repeated, she looked puzzled. "Johnny will know." She nodded.

"He doesn't know you're here Todd. This is my room, if you're wise you'll keep it down." She warned, he nodded.

"Don't worry. I know how he is." She too nodded and layed him back.

"Listen to me, tonight was nice. The nicest night I've had in forever." She smiled, crawling onto the soft matress, and laying her head on his thin chest. She closed her eyes and placed an equally skinny arm around him. She smiled as she felt and heard his heart beat at an even pace. "Todd, you've made me so happy." She lifted herself up as she sat upon his stomach, slowly laying on top of him as she placed her lips upon his and kissed him slowly. Her tounge slowly parted his lips and they lay there, kissing and caressing each other slowly. She pulled away and he saw the long black marks from her mascara traced down her face.

"Were you crying?" He asked innocently. She hesitated, the cautiously nodded to him, slipping back to his side and taking his small hand and placing it on her cheek. She closed her eyes.

"Todd, I'm not sure I like it here." She confessed, slowly opening her eyes, gorgeous icy blue eyes stared at him. He could see them filled with pain and confusion. Tears welled up in them and slowly, gracefully spilt. Each one the lightest shade of gray.

"Why?" He asked, trying to keep her talking to him. Suddenly, he felt as if he needed the sound of her voice.

"It's horrible. Johnny's always in the basement, and the screaming at every hour. There are bodies constantly being dragged up and down those stairs, Todd. I just can't take it. He always asks if I'd like to join him, and that look in his eye makes me want to turn and run. He intimidates me to the point where I say yes, and I end up killing someone." She stopped to wipe her eyes and choke out a sob. "Todd, I'm scared." He pulled his arms around her and pulled her close to him. He made sure every inch of her face was covered in, what he hoped to be, reassuring kisses. He loved her then. She looked up to him, delivering her stare, filled with emotion. They kissed once more, her hand upon his cheek and his going through her silky raven tresses. Her hand slowly slipped down to his neck, and his kisses moved with it. He kissed and nibbled at her neck, loving the feel of her soft skin against his lips and tounge. In a moment, he slowly had worked his way down. She nudged him away, feeling scared once more.

"No." She murmured, a hint of fear laced into the word. He looked to her.

"Then just kiss me, hold me. I love you Alina."

It was odd for him to say this. After all, it had been just earlier that they had met and walked. Yet, in Todd's mind, he felt as if he knew her. As if he'd known her forever. And as he stared into her eyes, and they stared back into his, he felt as if he could play the hero. Like he could save this brilliant damsel in distress. The only scary thing was to think about her harasser. Johnny scared him, as much as he would hate to admit it. But right now, it seemed as if he'd do anything for her.