After two bags of chips, a rented movie and about four trips to the the bathroom
eight o' clock came. Scout rolled off his small couch and walked over to his bed where Bella
was still fast asleep, he watched her as she slept, fansinated by all the creases and
impressions on her face as she drifted further into dream land. He felt in his heart that any
person good or bad looked the most innocent while they slept dreaming of things they couldn't
possible have when faced with harsh reality. He sat down on the dresser top next to his bed to
get a better view of her face. He decided at that moment that she was his favorite person in
the whole world to watch sleep. He slipped off the dresser and back to his feet, leaning down
and moving closer to her face to feel her breathing in and out. Then, staring into her closed
eyes he tilted up her chin slighty and kissed her gentley on her lips as she stayed in a deep
sleep. As he pulled away a hand emerged from out of the pale grey blanket and cupped his
left cheek.
"Scout?" her sleepless voice mummered.
"Yeah..." he whispered. Nothing else was said, he watched for another response after what was
for him a very emotional kiss, but all he got was another slight mumble and then her back, now
facing him as she rolled over and curled her body into a ball. He reached over and pulled
the blanket further over her to keep her from being cold and with his bottom lip quierving he
turned back and again headed for his couch.
At around ten, Scout woke slightly from his couch to find his distorted tv still on and at a
low volume. He switched it off still half asleep and got up. Almost losing his balance from
slipping on his chip bag in the darkness he managed to make it over to his bed. Slipping out
of his shirt he got in and almost instantly fell back to sleep.
