Mork pulled me onto the bed pressing his body against me before I could say anything his pants were off and he was inside me the feeling was unlike anything I had ever felt before. The realization hit me this was making love this is how its suppose to be filled with passion and emotion for the first time it felt so right we were lost in eachother. My pulse raced this is true love what I had been trying to find most of my life a pureness that couldn't be broken by anything. About 25 minutes later Mork turned off the lights tears slid down my face realizing he was on the other side of the bed seperated from me by pillows. He wouldn't even look at me his back was turned had I done something wrong? I whispered to him but it was no use he was asleep I shut my eyes.
At 3 am I awoke screaming shaking my face burrowed deeper into the pillow now drenched in my tears that was one of the worst nightmares I've ever had before in my life. I get up to have a glass of warm milk it tastes smooth against the harsh dryness of my throat Mork is still asleep he looks scared himself. Was Orson giving us nightmares? the thought crossed my mind suddenly a wave of dizziness hit me "Does that anwer your question worthless earthling fool?". "You have no right to tamper with my dreams Orson! I'm not going to leave Mork!" he responds making my knees weak. "Be careful or your nightmare might come true my red chair would have fun working its sizzler on you" A fear struck inside me as I remebered that horrifying moment in the attic when I sat in the orkan chair and it tried to fry me.
He wouldn't dare would he? "Do not question the great Orson! you will leave him now or suffer the consequences I gave your marriage a month to dissolve! it is past time" his voice booms. I feel a force trying to knock me down I yell for Mork he speeds through the livingroom when I look back the sound of glass shattering fills my ears my body hits the ground only I see Mork lying unconsious on the ground his leg bleeding. Orkans were suppose to be peaceful but Orson was hurting Mork and I in one of the worst ways, I tried to wake him up but it was no use. Standing mork up I got him back to the bed gently lying him back down rummaging through the door I found some antiseptic and bandaids atleast his wounds were covered. Crawling into bed I moved him close putting my arms around him no nothing could ever make me leave Mork a fear dwelled inside me. I would not sleep until I knew he was okay how could Orson have done such a horrible thing Mork never hurt anybody and here he was out cold his legs but by glass.