A/N I really could think of nothing but writing this all day. I started it last night, and could only think of it from then on.
Disclaimer: I was going to say something clever here, but then I remembered that I'm just telling you don't own something I love so much, and all my mirthful wit seeped away...
"You've never seen Breakfast Club?" Remy suddenly asked, sitting up abruptly from her lying position on the little platform of the jungle gym at the playground her and Allison had found out was practically directly in between their houses. Even though Remy walked Allison home anyway.
"Is it really that hard to believe?" The blonde asked, falling back on her hands a smile spreading over her lips, while her curls fell back behind her. Almost brushing the floor of the jungle gym under her. Remy took a moment to take in the simple beauty of the moment. The fact that she was allowed to still new to her. It had really only been about an hour over two days since it had been made official.
"Yes. It's a classic. I swear, we are going to have a movie night, and you will understand." The brunette replied. Moving slightly closer to Allison, who had her eyes closed enjoying the sun on her face. The warm strength of it fading with the late autumn season. She surprised her with a kiss on the forehead.
"Hey." The blonde said looking up at her lazily, and wrapping her arms around the brunette. Using her as support instead of her hands. Pulling their faces closer, before landing a lingering kiss on the other girl's lips. Remy deepened the kiss eagerly.
"Ah!" Allison jumped when the small yelp was uttered against her lips.
"Are you alright?" She asked, crawling over to her on her knees. Remy had a hand cupped over her cheek, where Allison knew the rather large bruise was hidden under her make up.
"Yeah." She grumbled, not very believably. Allison had been dancing around the topic. Building a reservoir with her. Trying to ignore it, but knowing that she just couldn't. Even if she didn't have such strong feelings for her she would feel the need to make sure she was okay.
But it was nice to pretend that they were normal for a little while, get to know her girlfriend better. She hadn't spent much time alone with her, except for the past two days. They had spent a lot of time together the past two days. That thought made a small smile flit over her lips, even in the current situation. Lisa had noticed...
"You're not okay." Allison stated, moving forward, and encouraged Remy to face her with two fingers on her jaw.
"Yeah, it's just this..." Her words died on her lips when she saw the look in Allison's eyes. Her hand fell from her cheek. She looked at it in her lap. She let Allison move her face so she could look at her cheek.
"Are you going to tell me how it really happened?" Allison asked, ducking under the halo of Remy's hair looking up at her face. "I just want to know. I'm not going to..." She trailed off, not really knowing what she wasn't going to do.
"It..." She tried to explain, unable to find the right words. A hand going back to her makeup covered bruise. Rubbing it off, the painfully violent motion bringing tears to her eyes. When she turned her face back to Allison, offering up the injury. Allison swallowed a gasp when she took in the shape. That and the size. It had begun to heal, but it would definitely take awhile.
Remy was surprised when she felt herself bundled in a tight hug. It was just verging on uncomfortable, but she felt herself sinking into Allison's body. Fighting off tears with all her might.
"Rem... I.." She tried, before hugging the thin brunette again. "Are you alright, was... Are.. Is." She let out a small frustrated noise unable to find the right words, or really even knowing what she wanted to say with those words.
"It was my dad..." Allison looked up sharply. Biting her lip, her brow furrowed angry bubbling up in her. She was desperately trying to keep her emotions in check. Allison had had her suspicions about Remy's relationship with her father. But it still made her insides burn to hear them confirmed.
"Has he before?" It took awhile for the blonde to actually get the words out of her mouth. Her throat seemed unnaturally thick.
"No. Well unless you count what he says. But no, he hasn't touched me before, and he never will again. If I would have seen it coming." Remy fisted her right hand. A frown spreading over her face. Allison held her tongue as Remy seemed to fight an internal battle. She wanted to hug her again. But fought off the urge.
"You know you can tell me anything." Allison said it more like a statement than a question. But Remy nodded anyway. Still staring at her lap. "Hey. Are you sure you're okay?" She tilted up Remy's face to look her in the eye by the chin.
"I think I need you to kiss it better." Remy said in a small voice. Allison let out a little giggle. Leaning around her and placing a small kiss, as light as she could on Remy's cheek. The brunette let out a content hum from low in her chest. Allison giggled again. Moving from Remy's cheek to nuzzle into her neck.
Remy was a little surprised by the affection but enjoyed it greatly. Wrapping her arms around the little blonde's waist, and resting her chin on her head. Still in a bit of disbelief that this was actually happening.
She had found herself wondering if her and Allison would tell their friends. She wasn't going to rush her, she was pretty sure that she could wait forever if it was the only way to keep this. But the obvious change between them, and how much affection they showed each other. Unintentionally. Could easily out them.
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"Cameron and Thirteen are together." House stated as he walked into English. Seating himself next to his girlfriend, the only other person in the room.
"What makes you say that?" Lisa asked, still writing in her notebook. Not giving him too much attention which would make him think she believed him. But also listening to his words, because she had been wondering the same thing. But had been doubtful about it because... Well..., Allison would have told her.
"Have you seen the way they look at each other?" He asked bewildered, throwing his hands out to either side.
"The way they look at each other? Haha. I would expect more proof from you." Lisa said shaking her head, while laughing, as if disappointed.
House looked up at her with his eyebrows low over his eyes. "I will get you proof." He stated threateningly. Lisa tensed at this, and closed her hand over House's.
"Don't. If they are, let them. Let them come out in their own time, please. This could be difficult for Allison." She looked into his eyes. Her mouth pressed into a flat line. Her previously teasing, mocking tone taking on a very serious edge. She would rather have Allison come to her her in her own time, then have her and Thirteen violently outed which is what was sure to come from House.
He turned away with out replying. But she knew by the somber look on his face that he had heard and comprehended her reasons. Even if he wouldn't agree, Lisa at least knew that he would keep his meddling as discreet and private as possible. She knew that since it was a mystery, he needed the answer, so he would find it. But at least with her warning he wouldn't share the answer.
She let out a small sigh.
"So, are we still going out on your motorcycle tonight?" Lisa asked after a couple minutes of silence. Leaning forward, and looking up at him with a flirty bat of her eyelashes.
"I have to work." House replied bluntly. Not before turning to look over at her, glancing down as that position gave him a great view of her cleavage on display. "Maybe after." He added when she folded her arms under her chest to make her cleavage more prominent. She smiled smugly, and sat back, in her seat. The room had begun to fill with people.
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"Stop."
"What?" Remy pulled further away from her blonde girlfriend, so she could see her face. They were again at the park. It was Saturday this time though, and they had just been in a slightly heated make out session that had started with a small kiss on Remy's part.
"I.. just give me a minute." Remy took notice of the flush in Allison's cheeks, her labored breathing, and the way she had just been squirming.
"To do what?" She breathed against the pale column of her girlfriend's neck. Making the muscles on the right side of the smaller girls body tense. As Remy pulled away, letting her lips graze the soft flesh of the blonde's neck. She was well aware that it had been the heaviest kissing that they'd done since getting together. She hadn't wanted to overwhelm Allison, or scare her off. That and her cheek...
But Allison had initiated this, and prolonged it when she would have ended it so as not to get to carried away with herself. Sometimes she had to fight off the urge to take Allison right where she was. Remy noticed that Allison was still struggling to get the air to go in and out of her lungs evenly. She scooted a little further away. While the blonde leaned against the tree, Remy had had her pushed against a few moments ago.
Opting to watch her calm herself down. She then looked over at Remy who was hugging her knees to her chest watching her with rapt attention.
"Okay?" The brunette asked, a small smirk tugging at her lips. She barely noticed the little twinge of pain in her cheek that had dwindled from a tear inducing stinging throb. Making what they had just been doing possible, that and smiling, talking, and other things she did with her mouth. Allison gave her her own playful smile.
"Better than that." She growled against Remy's ear, leaning over her knees. Then wrestling her to the ground, against the taller girls squeals of protest. Remy had to admit, she was surprised at how..., physical Allison had been. Not that she minded one bit.
She felt a hand on her stomach, and the grass was tickling her behind the ears. Then she let out a small yelp. It just burst through her lips before she couldn't hold it back. Allison's eyes went from mischievous to concerned in less than a second.
"What, happened? Are you alright?" Remy sat up, a hand going the bruise on her stomach. Which Allison was still unaware of. The blonde slid onto her knees. Pressing her hand over her girlfriend's. Her face was scrunched up, forcing back other small noises.
Remy looked down surprised when she felt the bottom of her shirt being tugged up. To see her girlfriend tugging at her shirt. "What are you doing?" She asked, her hand going down to stop Allison's.
"Let me see." She insisted, still tugging at the garment. Remy grimaced, shoving it back down.
"You don't want to see it." She insisted. Allison pushed her back with a hand on the opposite side of her stomach than the apparent injury. Before shoving her tee-shirt up. Trying not to ogle the smooth creamy expanse of skin she was revealing. Until she revealed the tennis ball sized bruise. She again bit back a gasp.
While the fight seemed to seep from Remy. Obviously Allison had uncovered her secret.
"Why didn't you tell me before?" The blonde asked. Remy normally would be angry at the extreme encroaching on her privacy, but the way Allison asked, the way she treated her. It made her feel for the first time in years... Cared about... Loved..?
"He didn't do it, I... I fell on the corner of my bed, when when, he. Pushed... me." She hated the way the emotion bit into her voice. Making it hard for her to talk.
Allison let out a small exhausted sigh, falling into the curve of Remy's side. The soft grass creating a cushion under them.
Remy jumped when she felt warm fingers on her still bare stomach. Looking down at them surprised. Remy bit her lip when Allison brushed the edge of her contusion.
"What kind of bed do you have?" Allison looked up at Remy's face to see a somewhat bewildered look spreading over it. Her fingers paused. Remy found herself missing the gentle probing.
"Why?" The taller girl asked. Cocking an eyebrow.
"Like the frame? Is it metal, or wood? Sharp corners or..?" She expanded. Remy still not really understanding answered.
"Wood, sharp corners. Why?"
"Well where it is. It could cause internal damage." The blonde said, her fingers starting up again, and exploring around the edge, listening for any winces or sounds of pain to indicate she was pressing to hard, or to far in the center of the injury. None came. But she did shiver when Allison brushed over a spot on her side. "I don't think you should get it checked out though. It seems to be healing nicely." Allison smiled and cuddled further into her girlfriend's side.
"You'd make a good doctor." Remy replied. Tentatively wrapping an arm around the petite blonde. A warm smile spreading across her lips when Allison nuzzled closer to her. They were going out with their 'gang' later and Allison wanted her fill of Remy beforehand. Although she really didn't think she could have a fill. Especially if she stopped their kissing when it started getting really good.
Allison let her eyes fall shut, resting her head on Remy's shoulder. Letting her girlfriend's warmth fight off the late autumn chill with the help of the sun.
This was this their private place she rationalized. It was an unexplained agreement that they wouldn't go home with each other. At least for now. Allison was still trying to figure this change, or more of a realization, out herself. She didn't need her mother, and father's opinions with it. Then there was Remy's dad... Also none of their friends came here. Allison wasn't really against them finding out. Again it was different, and it was moving fast, and she wanted to make sure everything was okay with Remy before it came out.
Right now them laying in the grass on an unnaturally warm autumn day felt nice.
A/N Yay for the fluff.
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