Episode 12: My Bloody Valentine
February 14th
What is Valentine's Day? Really what is? On the Roman Catholic calendar his feast day is February Fourteenth, and he was a martyr. Yet some how we celebrate with dates, flowers and chocolates? Personally, I never had use for Valentine's Day, always thought it was a greeting card holiday. So, anyway I always celebrate in my own way. So, do you have any Valentine's or Anti-Valentine's stories? If you do, please comment below.
RavenHussar
Chapter 446: Scott Townhouse
Tuesday, February 14th, Early Morning
(Song Lyrics in italics)
She picked her head up and saw him wandering around the bedroom. She studied him, his muscles flexing as he looked for his clothes from the night before. She rolled over to see the alarm clock, which green numbers read 4:15.
Elizabeth "Ellie" Scott sighed loudly. This sigh alerted him to the fact she was now awake. Bietio Hawk turned around to meet her green gaze.
I don't wanna seem all rude but
I can't remember where I am
A mattress on an old wood floor
And fragments of the night before
I don't wanna waste no time and
You don't wanna waste your love
Even tho your kiss's on fire
My mind is all blurry now
"Libby, you're awake," Bietio said.
Ellie sighed, "What is this? Hit it and quit it?" she asked.
"No, no, not at all," Bietio said.
Ellie sat up, pinning the covers against her by crossing her arms. It's all a game, echoed in her mind as she covered her nakedness. "Then what is it?" she asked.
"I have to go home, shower, and change, for work," Bietio said.
Ellie gave him a wicked smile, "Don't want to do the walk of shame?" she asked.
Bietio walked over to her side of the bed and sat down. He looked into her green eyes and was captivated by them. "No, I do have to be a certain level of presentable," Bietio said.
"You could shower here and look around; I think my dad still has a suit here," Ellie said.
Bietio shook his head, leaned forward, and despite the morning breath, he kissed her. He pulled away, keeping eye contact. "I can't do that; I have stuff at my apartment I need for work," he said.
Feeling low
Hard to breath
But this I know
I won't leave
Ellie pouted, "I'm the one who's supposed to sneak out," she said.
Bietio chuckled, "You can't," he said.
"Why not?" Ellie asked, trying to play the brat.
"It's your place," Bietio said, not taking her bait.
"Oh," Ellie said.
Bietio chuckled, "It's a very nice place," he said.
"Yes, it is," Ellie said, "So, what are you going to say to your co-workers when they ask you about last night?"
"The truth, I went home with a model," Bietio said.
Ellie flushed a bit, "I'm not a model," she said.
"Well, you are, and you're blowing up on Instagram," Bietio said.
"Damnit, Fin," Ellie said.
"That's Fin for you," Bietio said, "She can be almost as annoying as Ainsley."
"That's true," Ellie said.
Bietio smiled, "I'll see you tonight," he said.
Wakin' up in a bed
With my head on a chest
That I don't even know
But I guess it makes sense
'Cause I know we both liked
Everything that happened last night
So just come back to bed
I wanna hold you
Come back to bed
But just come back to bed
"What's tonight?" Ellie asked.
"I'm taking you out to dinner," Bietio said.
"Hoping for a two-night stand?" Ellie asked.
"The ticket sales were good enough for a second show," Bietio said.
"Don't get too ahead of yourself," Ellie said.
"I believe I'm playing on house money now," Bietio said, leaning forward.
"I like the cocky Bietio," Ellie said, leaning forward to match him.
"I'll try and keep him around more," Bietio said.
"You do that," Ellie said, leaned forward more, and nipped Bietio's bottom lip.
"Yaw," Bietio yelped, "I'll send you the details for tonight."
"What is tonight?" Ellie asked.
"Valentine's Day," Bietio said.
"Oh," Ellie said, "It's the fourteenth already?"
I can't tell what timе it is
The thing is I don't really care
'Causе I got no place to be
Other than right here
You look so good wrapped in those sheets
You sound so nice mumble while you sleep
"Time flies, and I have to go," Bietio said and kissed Ellie. He got up and finished dressing. Ellie got out of bed and slipped on a short black and purple silk robe; she followed Bietio to the front door and locked the door behind him.
Ellie returned to the bedroom, straightened out her clothes from the night before, and stuffed them into one of her backpacks in the walk-in closet. She brushed out her hair and removed her contacts. Slipping on her glasses, she looked through one of her drawers for a sleep shirt. It was a New York Giant's jersey with the number twenty-six on it.
Finally, Ellie slipped back into bed. She removed her glasses and put them on the nightstand. On a whim, Ellie checked her phone.
Feeling low
Hard to breath
But this I know
I won't leave
Campbell: Libby, are you in NYC?
Ellie: Yeah, why?
Ellie shrugged and looked at her phone. Looking through the messages, she decided to send a message.
Ellie: Dawson, want to catch some breakfast.
Getting comfortable in the bed, she laid on her side and pulled the covers up over her shoulders. Ellie took a deep breath and slowly settled into bed to head back to sleep.
Suddenly awakened, Ellie turned over and looked at her smartphone. There was a text message, and Ellie opened the message.
Dawson: Sure, what time?
Ellie looked at the alarm clock; the green numbers said 7:23. Taking a deep breath, she then yawned.
Ellie: How about 9?
Dawson: Sure, the place down in SoHo.
Ellie: Of course, I'll see you there.
Dawson: See you there.
Wakin' up in a bed
With my head on a chest
That I don't even know
But I guess it makes sense
'Cause I know we both liked
Everything that happened last night
So just come back to bed
I wanna hold you
Come back to bed
But just come back to bed
You look so good wrapped in those sheets
You sound so nice mumble while you sleep
Ellie rolled out of bed and put down her smartphone. She shook her head, headed to her closet, and started picking through her clothing. Ellie found a pair of camouflage cargo pants, a baggy reddish t-shirt; going through the drawers, she found clean underwear. While going through the closet, she found something to wear tonight for dinner with Bietio.
Collecting everything together, she laid it out on the bed in the bedroom. Ellie grabbed her silk black and purple robe and went to the bathroom. After the shower got nice and hot, Ellie slipped off her sleep shirt and stepped under the white-hot streams of water.
Once she finished showering, Ellie dried herself off. After drying her hair, she pulled it back into a ponytail. She applied some basic eyeliner, then slipped on her robe. Ellie returned to the bedroom and took off the robe and put on her underwear.
Next, she pulled on her socks and t-shirt. Looking in the mirror, she pulled on the cargo pants; once they were fastened, Ellie smiled. Finding her favorite purple choker and put it on. She topped off the street clothes with a pair of Doc Martens.
Checking the alarm clock, Ellie nodded; she had plenty of time to walk to where she was going to meet Dawson. Ellie felt that a good walk to clear her head after the long night of drinking and sex.
Ellie pulled on her leather moto jacket, infinity scarf and adjusted them in the mirror. Ellie took her large knit cap and stuffed her hair into it. The hat was so big all her hair could fit in it, and it hung down the back of her head. She put in new contacts and grabbed her backpack. After locking the front door, she started to walk down the street and donned a pair of sunglasses.
Walking down the street, Ellie kept her head on a swivel, checking the passersby. Ainsley knew she was in the city and knew where Ellie lived. So, Ellie was vigilant to make sure Ainsley wasn't stalking her again.
Ellie liked living in New York City, even though she knew she would have to return to Tree Hill to finish that one story. Ellie had a plan, and it included Finley. That was something else she needed to get set up before she headed back to Tree Hill.
As Ellie got out to Sixth Avenue, the Avenue of the Americas, she turned south to head to SoHo. The sun was starting to rise over Manhattanhedge. Today was going to be an interesting day. So, today I Valentine's Day, and hopefully, it will be an interesting one.
Wakin' up in a bed
With my head on a chest
That I don't even know
But I guess it makes sense
'Cause I know we both liked
Everything that happened last night
So just come back to bed
I wanna hold you
Come back to bed
But just come back to bed
