Hey, sorry it's taken so long to get up and running again, the computer broke down and stuff… ok, excuses, excuses I know. Anyway, enjoy XxX
She saw him relax quickly and then an immense smile crosses his face. 'I Love You.' She said again, getting used to the words. Blank laughed
'D'you know what?' he answered in response
'What?' Isobelle asked, a smile already coming over her face. Blank put his arms round Isobelle's waist and leant his face into hers
'I 'bloody' love you too.' He said, kissing her. This is what you've wanted all these days, weeks, months isn't it Isobelle. Her mind raced and she couldn't know anything around her except Blank.
'Let me show you my friends – not Charge.' Blank said hastily as they pulled away from each other. Isobelle put her hand in his and let him lead her around the dancers and to a house on the side of the town. He knocked on the door, letting go of Isobelle's hand, and a girl about Isobelle's age, height and figure came out.
'BLANK!' the girl shouted over the noise and launched herself on him. Blank didn't hug her back, just patted her lightly on the back and looked at Isobelle, his eyes fixed on hers. 'I didn't know you were coming! Oh, and do you have a guest?' she said excitedly, looking at Isobelle, who waved shyly
'Yeah, this is Isobelle.' Blank said, grabbing Isobelle's hand and pulling her towards him. 'She's my accomplice!' he laughed along with the girl
'Oh Blank, you and your thief talk.' She laughed and turned away from the door. 'Come in, I'll tell Joel that you're here.' She carried on and Blank came into the house pulling Isobelle along with him. Isobelle stood uncomfortably in the house, looking around at the walls, which were painted yellow. The pots ands pans hung on the walls, the books thrown across the surfaces and the ripped sofa pressed against the right hand wall all added character to the otherwise dull house. Blank squeezed her hand
'Hey.' He said quietly to her, smiling as she turned round
'Hey' she said back, looking confused at him. He laughed quietly and kissed her softly.
'Blank, my man!' a guy with four piercings in one ear said as he came through the door the girl had left before. 'What brings you here?' he enthused as he 'manly' hugged Blank.
'Just showing Isobelle around.' Blank said laughing. Joel turned to Isobelle and blinked a few times
'Hey!' he said
'Hello…' Isobelle replied, on edge. She didn't like it in this house, she didn't trust these people, she didn't understand why Blank was showing her them. She smiled uncertainly at the guy and turned to Blank. I don't like it here she tried to explain through her eyes.
'Look, it's great that you're here and all but… this was mine and Keela's only night in, you know?' Joel said quietly to them both and Blank smiled wryly. 'Come back tomorrow, right?' Joel looked at Blank and Isobelle saw need in his eyes. What? She thought and tried to detach herself from Blank.
'I need to see something, outside…err, I'll wait out there. I won't impose on you…' she clearly mumbled. Taking a few steps back and turned round to walk out the house. A shiver went down her back and she tried her best to conceal it. She got out the door and skirted round the side, then, seeing the embankment next to her, she started climbing up the side of the grassy, flowery sides.
She turned round and looked over the whole town. This place is so beautiful she thought as she looked over the basic huts and dimly lighted streets such a subtle beauty, but it's the prettiest, the most striking subtle town I have ever seen. She felt a smile lift her cheeks as she looked over the town. Even if the people are scary, this place is… a pair of lips came down and brushed over her own.
'Joel say's you're a nice catch by the way.' Blank's voice whispered into her ear. 'Do you want to find the Inn? We'll sleep here and go onto Lindblum in the morning.' He whispered again.
'Why did you take me to see Joel and Keela?' Isobelle asked him quietly, not taking her eyes off the view.
'Never mind them, what did you think of the hut?' Blank retorted. Isobelle decided to play along. She was tired, she didn't want to fight, not with Blank.
'It was nice, yellow.' She replied and felt Blank's arm go round her shoulders
'They're selling it in a few weeks, I'm going to buy it, get myself some independence and live here.' Isobelle glanced up at him and saw him looking over the town like she had been 'I was wondering what you thought of it?' he said, turning his face towards her in a quick movement, his eyes immediately connecting with her own.
'You're not suggesting we move in together?' Isobelle said, it coming out very cynical but in truth, she didn't know what she felt about that.
'No, I think it's a bit early for us to do that.' Blank said sweetly, both knowing that one day, Blank would ask again and Isobelle would accept immediately. 'What do you think of that idea?' he asked her and she smiled up at him warmly
'Let's find the Inn, I'm tired.' She replied and leant her head on his shoulder. Together they stumbled down the embankment and onto the streets again. As they walked the lights seemed to offer a comforting glow to the people who were walking as the dancing had stopped and couples, gangs of rowdy guys and giggling girls were walking home together. Isobelle caught the eye of a couple of people, but she turned away from them, pressing herself further into Blank. As they walked, she put her arm around Blank's middle and squeezed him comfortingly. They stopped on a street corner and Blank looked down at her
'Is the Inn down there?' she asked him quietly, for the mood of the night was requiring whispers and quiet voices. He smiled down at her
'No, I just wanted to see you in the light, remind myself that dreams come true.' Isobelle laughed and so did he
'Corny, soppy sap.' Isobelle teased him and he nodded
'Completely.' He agreed and leant down to kiss her
'Alrigh' son! Glad someone pulled tonight!' a rowdy boy of about 17 shouted from near them. Blank laughed softly, looking down at Isobelle, his heart skipping a little too eagerly. He leant down again, not caring if people were watching, if anything, wanting to show this fascinating girl off to the whole world.
'We're here.' Blank said half an hour later as they neared a hut exactly the same as any other hut except it had a wooden, slightly-wonky, worn, battered sign hanging from the wall saying 'Inn'. Isobelle opened her eyes a little more from the sleepy squint they were in, looking straight into a light
'Ah, my eyes…' she mumbled sleepily and instinctively hid her eyes from the light, meaning she hugged Blank hard, digging her head into his chest.
'Isobelle…' Blank cajoled her, stroking her hair down her back. 'Come on, We need to go in.' he said lovingly. Isobelle looked up at him
'Wanna sleep.' She agreed and let go of Blank, only to think better of it and grab him again, kissing him hard. 'Instinct.' She said sweetly as he looked at her a bit dazed. They pushed open the Inn door and nearly fell into the hut as the floor dipped a step.
'Room for two please' Blank ordered from the inn keeper who looked from him to Isobelle and back.
'Double or single beds?' he asked and Isobelle butt in
'Tired, sleep, don't care.' To which Blank smiled obligatory and just grabbed a key from the guys right hand, not knowing if it was double or single bedded.
'See you in the morning.' The inn keeper called to them and Blank turned round and gave the thumbs up to him whilst dragging a sleepy girl into a room. When they got into the room, Isobelle didn't look to see if it was a double or single bed, she just collapsed on it and fell diagonally across the larger-than-a-single bed. Something clicking in her head, she sleepily took off her skirt, slipping under the covers.
Isobelle had never been modest, Blank was surprised at how she had just took off her clothes with not thought sometimes, like just then. He shrugged, one of her many characteristics, he thought as he slipped into the bed as well, hearing Isobelle's shallow, deep-sleep breathing coming from her already.
'Night Isobelle.' He whispered and felt a kiss on his cheek, but when he turned round, Isobelle was sleeping again…