Alex knew he shouldn't be having these thoughts right now about the intoxicated Norma Bates. She couldn't be well aware of what she was doing. Could she?
"Because I just know." He told her.
Norma squinched her face up. "Okay then. Sheriff knows best I guess."
She was really messing with his head. He didn't want to take her home. He wanted to take her back to his place and see what would happen. He was at a loss for words at this moment.
"Well, Mr sheriff," Norma tried to back away out of his arms and stumbled slightly. She had to admit she was a little angry at the moment.
"I'm going home." She told him and proceeded out of his arms and walking away from him.
"Norma." He called her name. She ignored him and kept staggering away. He ran after her. He ran infront of her stopping her from going any further.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going --" she looked around, swinging her arms up in the air. "Home!" She yelled.
"And how exactly are you getting there?"
Norma looked around and looked back at the Sheriff. Her face was blank, he could not tell what she was thinking.
"Come with me." He put his hand out for her to grab.
Norma looked down at his hand that was held out for her to take into hers. She looked with an unsure look on her face for a moment until she realized without herself even knowing it, she reached her hand out for it. He grabbed her hand in his and wrapped his fingers around hers.
He lead her to his truck and opened the door, helping her inside. He grabbed the seatbelt and pulled it over her to buckle her up. She leaned as far back as she could get to the seat to give him some room, all she could smell was the scent of him, some sort of manly cologne. He finally was able to buckle the seatbelt. He quickly escaped her and closed the door behind him and made his way to the driver's seat.
Alex got inside, buckled up and started the engine. He looked over to Norma, she was leaning back into the seat with her eyes closed. He wondered what was bothering her. She always seemed like a strong woman, who could handle just about anything. But tonite Alex could see a different side of her, a side she had kept hidden from the world and maybe even herself. They didn't have a very good relationship prior to this night so he really didn't know how to handle Norma Bates. Alex drove a while before pulling into the Bates motel.
He looked over to Norma, her eyes wide open looking out the window. He thought for sure she would have fallen asleep by now.
She glanced over to him. "Thanks for taking me home." He was surprised by the way she spoke sounding a bit more sober now.
He got out of the truck and went over to her side to help her out, opening the door for her.
"Are you okay?" He asked while helping her out of her seat.
"Yeah." She answered simply.
He held onto her and walked her up the long stairs to her front door.
"Do you have your keys?" He asked as they stood in front of the locked door.
She glanced down at her bag that was hanging off her shoulder. "Yes."
He could see that Norma wasn't at all sober. She was good at faking it, that's for sure.
He reached down opening up her small pocket book, searching it for her keys. She then leaned herself up against the door.
"Are you sure they're in here?" He says as he is rummaging through the small bag.
"They are." She slurred.
He finally felt the keys and pulled them out of her bag, then unlocking the door.
He held onto her helping her inside and closing the doors behind them.
He walked her inside and then sat her down onto the couch, sitting down beside her.
"Thanks for bringing me home." She thanked him again as if she had forgot she already did.
He nodded. "You are home safe now. I guess I'm going to head out."
She was gazing into his eyes and he pretended not to notice. He went to get up from the couch and she quickly reached up to grab him but accidentally falling into his arms that caught her from falling.
"I can't walk up those stairs." She laughed as she practically collapsed into him.
"Do you want me to take you to bed?" He knew that came out wrong, but he couldn't take it back now.
"From what I can remember, I did imply that earlier." Seems as though she wasn't done toying with him.
He shrugged off her remark. "You don't even know what you're doing. You were with some man you didn't even know his name, in his truck." He reminded her.
She rolled her eyes. "I know your name. You are the Sheriff. Sheriff Alex Romero." She looked up to him, her hands resting on the front of his upper body.
He wanted nothing more than to grab her and kiss her lips that looked oh so soft and ready to be kissed. The way she spoke to him was driving him crazy. He needed to stop these thoughts that were taking over his head. He grabbed her wrists and held onto them tight, pulling them away from his chest.
"I am going to help you upstairs, let's go." He wasn't angry but he was firm. Or maybe he was a little angry, because he wanted to do things that he was not able to do at this moment. He wanted her to be sober and wanting him.
He watched her as her face turned sour and she rolled her eyes. She proceeded to grip onto his hands while starting to head toward the stairs. He wrapped his one arm around her backside, her body falling into his side as he held onto her as they made their way up the stairs. Alex helped her to her bedroom, lying her onto her bed. He sat down beside her after she got comfortable.
He could see she looked tired, her eyes only halfway open. "Thank you, Sheriff." She mumbled.
Alex pulled the blanket up to cover her. Her eyes closing within seconds. He placed his hand to her face removing a strand of hair from her eyes. Was she going to remember all this in the morning? He didn't know if he should stay there maybe, sleep on the sofa or leave her there alone and go home. This was a strange night after all. He flicked her lamp switch off and slowly went to get up off the bed, his decision being made to leave her alone and head home. As he started to remove himself from her bed, he felt her hand pull out to reach for him. He grabbed her hand into his, letting her know he was still there. It was too dark to see if her eyes were open. He didn't speak, just let her hand wrap around his.
"Where are you going?" Her voice sounding almost child-like.
"I was going home." He told her not knowing what else to say.
"Oh." She sounded sad.
"Do you need something? Some water?" Alex asked.
"Will you stay with me?" There was nothing seductive in her voice now. Just need. She needed him. Or just...someone. He didn't respond because his mind was going insane. Whatever she needed, he would give her.
She didn't hear a word from Alex but she felt her hand still in his. "I don't want to be alone." She told him and squeezed his hand tight.
"Okay." He responded. "I'll be on the couch." He went to get up again but her hand wasn't letting go of his.
"Or I'll just stay here." He then realized maybe Norma meant for him to stay here, in her bed? He was going to sleep in her bed with her? This was weird.
"I don't bite. Are you scared of me?"
"I just don't think your going to feel the same way about waking up next to me in the morning." He was just being honest.
"Can you please stop telling me how I feel? You have no idea how I feel. Nobody does." She said angrily.
His face went blank. He knew there was no escape now. He attempted to get up again from where he was sitting on the edge of the bed and separate the grip Norma had on his hand. She slowly let his hand slip away from his. He started to unbutton his shirt as Norma was lying there, her eyes never leaving him. She watched as he unbuttoned one button at a time his hands moving downward toward the last button. He looked up from his shirt to see her face, their eyes meeting now. He took his shirt off revealing a white tee-shirt that he was wearing underneath. His hands making his way down to his belt, starting to unfasten it, and then unbuttoning his pants, letting them fall to the floor. He walked toward the end of the bed to head to the other side. Norma's eyes following his every movement, she pulled the covers down to allow him into his side of the bed. He slowly climbed in next to her. She slowly moved her body over closer to him, stopping when she was about an inch away from him. Norma wanted so badly to turn her body and to cuddle up onto him but she was unsure how he would react. So she didn't, she layed there, her body stiffening as she closed her eyes. Alex felt her inch her way closer. He attempted to relax and close his eyes and try to fall asleep but his body wouldn't let him. He could sense the tension rising and filling up the room. He then reached his one arm up over Norma as he felt her accept his embrace. She rested her head onto his chest, also bringing her hand to lay on his upper body. That was easier than he expected, he thought to himself. He didn't hold her tight, but his arm rested comfortably around her body, holding her closely against him. He couldn't see if she still has her eyes open, he assumed they were not. While things became a little more at ease for him now, he closed his eyes. He could feel Norma's slow breathing against him, in the still of the room. She seemed calm and content now, which was very different from Norma's earlier demeanor. Despite the awkward circumstances at this moment, Alex had suddenly felt oddly comfortable.
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