CHAPTER SIX
"Did you turn nocturnal or something, Grad?" Joe asked as he sat next to me for the second night in a row.
"Hey." I smiled at him weakly. It wasn't raining tonight, but there was still thunder and lightening, it was kind of eerie. "Can't sleep."
"Yeah, I don't know what Lilly dreams about, but it hurts." Joe frowned and I giggled, leaning into him when he wrapped his blanket around both of us again.
"If she starts kicking just stroke her hair." I told him and I felt him nod.
"That's good, but what do I do about the biting?" Joe asked, rubbing his arm. "What's up, Miley?"
"Dunno." I shrugged with a sigh. "I just-I just can't sleep."
"Is it your head? Does it hurt? Is it getting worse?" Joe worried, turning to face me, reaching up with hesitant finger to brush my temple.
"My head's fine." I shook it and he dropped his hands. "Can I sleep with you?" I asked, feeling small and young. "It's okay if you don't want to." I remembered this morning and why he had Lilly between us again; becase he didn't want me to know that he had a dirty dream and he was grinding against me in his sleep. "I just-... Last night was good." Joe let out a shakey breath.
"Sure." He agreed, his arm tightening around me.
"You don't have to." I whispered, I didn't want him to feel uncomfortable or embarassed.
"It's cool, come on, Babe, bed time." He beckoned, starting to head back and I followed him. "Sweet dreams." Joe murmured, huddling us both under his blanket, his arms warm and comforting around me. Lorraine was scared of storms so I let her sleep with Beary Bear, but Joe was like a giant teddy bear. And he hugs back.
"Sweet dreams." I parroted back, absently reaching up and stroking his cheek in the dim light. Silently Joe reached up and caught my hand, I opened my mouth to apologise, but it died on my lips when he braught my hand down frationally and I felt his lips brush against each of my fingertips. Then he moved my hand and his lips found my palm. I licked my lips as he continued, his mouth warm and wet as he placed open-mouthed kissed down to my wrist. A flash of lightening lit up Joe's face and he was staring intently at me. My breath hitched. Joe's lips kept moving, down my arm to my elbow, my breaths became uneven and harsh, I felt his warm breath on my neck as he got closer. He nuzzled against me, nipping kitten-ishly at my earlobe once.
"Sleep. Gorgeous." He whispered huskilly in my ear and I couldn't help but let out a whine. The word either of us said in, like, ten minutes and it was to sleep? How did he expect me to sleep after that? He's a cruel, mean, sexy man.
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Day 4
I groaned as the sweet oblivion of unconsciousness slipped away from me. I was hot. I was overheated, like it was smothering me, but in a good way. I laid in the smothering warmth, constricted by strong arms around me. I wanted to stay here forever. The arms tightened around me even more when I moved a little.
"Joe." I muttered, blinking away the sleep. It was morning and the sun was up, I'd slept longer than yesterday.
"Shush." Joe mumbled, still mostly alseep. He was a great teddy bear, but the warmth of the day, the blanket, and our bodies together was stifling. I guess the storm had completely passed now.
"Joe, it's too hot." I whined, squirming a little.
"You're too hot." Joe mumbled back sleepilly and I rolled my eyes.
"Come on, Joseph, let me go." I commanded, pushing lightly against his chest.
"No." Joe pouted, nuzzling me lightly.
"Joe, let me up, it's too hot in here." He groaned and grumbled, but he did let me go.
"Time is it?" Joe asked, flinging an arm over his eyes.
"Quarter past nine." I replied after checking my watch. I let out a contented sigh when I stretched and all my sleepy muscles woke up. There weren't many of us left in the shelter, most of them were up and outside by now.
"Guess I should get up, huh?" Joe groaned.
"You had a late night." Which was my fault, I was starting to think he had some sort of 'Miley-sense'.
"Nah..." Joe sat up, stretching and rubbing a hand through his hair at the same time. "What's the point, my teddy bear's gone." He grumbled, glaring at me playfully.
"Big baby." I teased, rolling my eyes.
"Mister Cuddles never talked back." Joe shot at me and giggled.
"Mister Cuddles?" I snickered.
"Coming from the girl who named her teddy Beary Bear." He shot back with a smirk.
"I was three and he's a bear." I deffended as we moved out of the shelter.
"Yeah, well, Mister Cuddles was cuddly." Joe huffed, sticking his tongue out at me.
"Whatever happened to Mister Cuddles then?" I asked, trying not to giggle at the name, thought he was right, I didn't have any room to talk.
"Winston found him and decided he was chew toy." He shuddered.
"Poor Mister Cuddles." I shook my head sadly.
"Are we calling him Mister Cuddles now?" Lilly asked as we sat near her and the kids. "'Cause you two certainly were cuddly last night." I flushed and looked down shyly.
"No." I answered, a smirk slowly forming on my lips.
"Yes!" Joe announced at the same time, blushing red. I raised an eyebrow at him and he blushed darker, it was cute. He didn't want anyone else to know about Mr. Cuddles.
"And on that note, you guys should probably eat something." Lilly advised after an awkward minute of silence. "Cop guy is going on about something or other again."
"Great." Joe sighed, grabbing a banana. "Told you I didn't want to get up, Milo."
"Man up, Mister Cuddles." I snickered and he groaned.
"Yeah, I change my mind, I'm not Mister Cuddles." He muttered and I giggled.
"Dork face." I accused.
"Great comeback, Miles, real witty." Joe rolled his eyes and I stuck my tongue out at him.
"I'm still smarter than you." I told him when he started to laugh.
"Whatever helps you sleep at night." He shook his head, amused. "Oh, wait... Didn't you say that was me?"
"Shut up, Mister Cuddles." I glared at him. He chuckled and leaned in.
"Only if you're Mrs Cuddles." He whispered in my ear before kissing my cheek.
"Oh, my God." Lilly scoffed, looking at me and Joe with wide eyes. "Would you two just screw each other and get over it?"
"Hey." I protested, blushing bright pink.
"Oh please, you're practically undressing each other with your eyes right now." Lilly rolled her eyes.
"Are not." I denied, shifting a little where I was sitting. "We're just friends."
"Yeah, just friends who have been flirting non-stop for the last three days, even after the plane we were on crashed."
"We're not flirting." I mumbled, but I couldn't look her in the eye as I said it.
"Dude, I'm twelve and even I can see that you two are hot for each other." Carter spoke up.
"Pretty Boy!" The cop guy called, cutting into our very embarassing conversation.
"Can I deck him?" Joe grumbled as he got up.
"Play nice." I ordered with a smirk and he pouted as he walked away. "What are they doing?" I asked Lilly as Joe and the cop started talking.
"Not in front of the iddy-kays." Lilly shook her head, gesturing to the kids and I nodded.
"Can we go swimming?" Sean - the middle brother of the three boys; Carter, Sean and Will - asked after a while. "It's really hot." I sighed, he was only 10, and Will was 7. I was struggling to deal with this whole plane crash and a 150 people dead thing and I'm 18, they were only kids.
"Sure." I agreed, I wanted to keep them as happy as I could for as long as I could, I didn't know how to deal with distraught kids, and Lorraine was already asking when Mommy and Daddy were going to wake up. "Finish your fruit first." I told him and he nodded quickly. Bananas, and when the guys were fixing the shelter yesterday we'd found mangos, apricots, and apples, so it was a nice little fruit salad. "How have they been?"
"Eh, they were still half asleep until you guys got up." Lilly shrugged.
"Um..." I bit my lip and furrowed my brow. It was half an hour later as I promised I was taking the kids swimming in the ocean. But, I was faced with the problem of no-one having any swim suits, or other clothes to wear sine everyones luggage was still on the plane full of dead people. If they went swimming in their clothes they'd be stuck wearing wet clothes all day. "Uh... Just-just swim in your underwear?" I furrowed my brow, making it sound like a question. And hey, at least swimming would get us somewhat clean. Or at least as clean as we could get. "Don't go too deep!" I yelled as Carter, Sean and Will yelled happilly, tossing their clothes onto the beach haphazardly as they ran to the water. "What about you, Cutie?" I asked, kneeling down to Lorraine's height, but she just held my hand tightly. "Wanna go swimming?"
"Can't swim." Lorraine mumbled, looking up with big green eyes.
"That's okay." I cooed, brushing her sandy blode hair out of her eyes. "You wanna just sit in the shallows with me?" I offered and she smiled shyly. I looked up and flushed when I heard a wolf whistle when I started to take my top off. I mean, it's not like I was going to get my clohes wet and have to sit around in them all day. And I wasn't completely stripping, just my shirt and jeans.
"Take it off!" Joe called teasingly, eyeing me hotly. That seemed to bring half the beaches attention to me and I felt selfconscious, I was practically half naked.
"Kiddy pop has some grown up curves." I heard someone else say. I held my shirt to my chest and Lorraine held my hand tighter.
"Miley?" Lorraine asked, confused.
"Ignore them, Sweetie, they're boys." I told her with a smirk. "They're thinkin' with the wrong head."
"What other head do they got?" Lorrained asked innocently.
"Don't worry your innocent little mind about it." I assured her.
"What about me?" Joe was suddenly beside me, staring at me intently. "My mind's not quite so innocent, what can I do with it?" His voice was husky and low and it made me feel things down deep. Joe reached out and I felt his hands on my hips, his fingers starting to creep under the hemline of my jeans.
"Mmm." I hummed, smiling up at him. "You can do whatever you want with your... Not innocent mind." I fluttered my lashes sweetly.
"Careful what you say, Miss Miley." Joe growled, his fingers tightening on my hips. "It could be dangerous."
"Who says I want to be careful, Mister D.J Danger?" I bit my lip shyly.
"Grr." Joe narrowed his eyes at me. "You're a tease."
"Says the guy who kissed every inch from my fingertips to my ear last night and then told me to sleep?" I shot back pointedly.
"I can do the other arm tonight." Joe murmured hotly. "Maybe end up somewhere else." He licked his lips and I couldn't help but stare at them.
"Pretty Boy!" Joe's fingers tightened on my hips again when the cop yelled over to him. "Screw the kiddy porn star later." I gasped, what did I ever do to him to make him so mean?
"I'm gonna kill him, Miles." Joe growled angrilly. "He's begging for it."
"Kiddy porn?" I was still back on that.
"Ignore him." Joe shook his head. "It's not your fault you look so sexy in those little skirts and knee socks."
"What are you guys doing?" I asked, changing the subject, I didn't want to think about what men - old gross men - thought about when I wore skirts and knee socks onstage.
"Moving the bodies." Joe said softly, glancing down to Lorraine who was still looking up at me with her big innocent green eyes. "Apparently there were wild animals in there this morning, so we're gonna burry them or something, and get the luggage from the hold." Which was thankfully in the back of the plane so it was all still there. "And four days here, we should give them some sort of respectful burial."
"I'll keep the kids from seeing." I whispered hoarsely, I didn't want them to have to see bodies being carried around, especially if some of those bodies might be their parents.
"I'll see you later, Miles." Joe smiled sadly, kissing my forehead before he ran off.
"Is he your boyfriend?" Lorraine asked and Joe left.
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