I am so sorry I haven't updated in so long…..school takes up so much time. I made this chapter extra long. Thank you for all of my reviews and I'm sorry for the wait. Enjoy

Chapter 4 – Thank You

When Emmy awoke, she felt under her, not the brown satin she felt in his room, but blue silk. It was thin, yet warm to the touch. Her eyes were so puffy from the tears, she could barely open them. They were bloodshot. She was panting, not to mention drenched in sweat. She curled her fingers around the top cover

(exhale)

The short breath of another startled her. She lifted her and head and sat up on the bed. Her eyes gazed around the room. It was innocent, yet beautiful. Simple, but elegant. Wooden door, white carpet, blue walls. It was full of old-fashioned beautiful furniture, but only one thing caught her eye.

To the left to the door, there was a small Wonka bar framed in a box. The cover was slightly different, but it looked like it had never been opened. "Odd" she thought to herself. "But then again, Mr. Wonka is sort of an oddball"

(inhale)

"What is that?" her mind screamed.

She looked to her left and saw a window covered with white-laced curtains.

"Nothing"

She turned to the right.

There he was, asleep in a chair. The sun shone heavenly on his pale face, illuminating it. She also took into notice that his hat and cane were rested on the little table next to him.

"What a weird haircut, but still cute."

She let out a sigh

"Wait…cute! Get a hold of yourself, Emms. Willy Wonka cute? Eww"

Right as she stuck her tongue out to nothing, He made a soft purr through his curved lips.

"Ok, kinda cute, But why is he here?"

Helena walked through the door, carrying a tray, Emmy jumped a little.

"Nice to see you awake dear. How as your sleep?" Helena asked happily. Acting like she didn't even remember the incident days before.

"Fine, thank you." It was at that moment, Emmy realized she was wearing a white nightgown. Her scars were clearly visable.

" How long was I asleep?"

"Two days" Helena said plainly.

"Oh" Emmy lowered her head.

"Here, drink this" Helena said as she handed Emmy a cup. "It's hot chocolate…his recipe" pointing a finger at a snoozing Willy Wonka.

"Thank you" Emmy replied taking a sip. Her tongue noticed it was hot but didn't burn.

"Don't thank me dear, thank him." Helena suggested as she sat at the foot of the bed, placing her hands over Emmy's knees. Emmy cocked her head to the side, taking another sip.

Helena took a deep breath before she spoke.

"Mr. Wonka did all of this for you, everything. The day you fainted, he arranged this room for you and carried you to his room to sleep for the night while this room, your room, was being done. You slept in his bed, he sat and waited on the sofa next to the bed. And when you woke up, screaming in the middle of the night, he was the one who held your hand telling you it was going to be all right, and continued to sit with you even after you fell asleep and then he carried you here, changed you, and put you to bed. I guess he was making sure that you were ok, because it seems he fell asleep watching you. Kind man huh? Everything you see in this room, he did." She finished taking a deep breath again.

Emmy just sat there. Eyes wide open, jaw as low as it could go. In fact, she was in so much shock, she almost dropped the cup.

Helena nodded to her, wanting a reply, but got nothing. Emmy was speechless.

"Yea…and he doesn't even know your name" Helena stated, breaking the silence.

She left, carrying the tray with her.

Tears came to Emmy's eyes. She had an idea….

4 hours later…

Willy woke up, rubbing his eyes as he turned to grab his hat. Right when the purple leather touched the brim, Her hand laid on top of his, stopping him. He looked up as she lowered down, sitting on her knees, meeting his eye level.

He was so lost in her chocolate eyes, he didn't notice that she intertwined both of her hands and his hands together. She undid one of her hands, lifted it and started to caress his left cheek, he closed his eyes slowly and let out a small moan.

She leaned forward…

When he opened his eyes, her eyes were closing as her face was coming towards his. He closed his eyes again, leaning forward as well.

Their lips met…

There was no passion or love in that kiss. Just a kiss of thanks, but to Willy, it was his first kiss.

Eyes still closed, her lips left his. He opened his eyes. Emmy then whispered in his left ear.

"Thank you. For everything" his eyes closed again. (A/N: Just like Edward Scissorhands)

They were now staring at each other. Lost in each other's eyes. Purple and Chocolate. They both wanted more, So much more.

Before they knew it, their lips met again. Lust, just pure lust in this kiss. They stood up, exploring each other's mouths with their tongues. Eyes still closed. Emmy fell backwards as Willy fell forwards. They landed on her bed.

His mouth lowered and he began sucking on her neck. Her hands ran through his hair. She cried out in pleasure.

They both heard something break.

Their heads shot up as they looked towards the door. Their faces easily read horror.

There in the doorway…was Charlie. Shattered glass surrounded by water, laid at his feet.

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