Went to a vintage fair :)

So Saturday I went to a vintage fair with my Mum and her friend from work, we all managed to get something :).

I bought a cream with brown vertical stripes 1940s tea dress and a reproduced navy wrap skirt.

I was a bit disappointed, not as many stores & stalls as the advertisement made it look like. My tea dress was bought from just outside the fair in an underground shop. I was in a dream in this underground shop, after only finding a pair of cat eye glasses that cost £15, far too much for a pair of glasses that I wouldn't be wearing a lot and a dress that didn't do up as the zip was stuck, I cheered up considerably!

I did find a 1960s Mod dress but mums friend got there first lol. This shop had a beautiful amount of true vintage clothes. Originals, the whole feel of the shop was great, I found lots but unfortunately the only this that fitted was my tea dress. But I came away a very happy bunny at only paying £15 for the dress, which I know I shall be wearing at every opportunity!

We are thinking that the fair was a let down due to it being the summer and having some people away, so we are going to go back on another time and see if its better.

Hope everyone had a good weekend! :)

Inactivity....

So my blog has been very in active for a while.....

I am now back to posting!

I will be posting different things, maybe some stories, poems, reviews on make up, reviews on books, hauls on shopping.

What would you like to read?

I wrote this yesterday

I Love You....

Those three little words I remember muttering to you one night, that night at the springs with our families, I had drunk too much.

You had kissed me, I didn’t think you would reply, I kissed back, wrapped my arms around your shoulders, tried to bring you closer. I somehow begin to realise what I was doing, I pushed you away and ran.

I ran to my room and locked it, you didn’t come after me. I cried.

Four weeks later and I haven’t spoken to you, I avoid you all the time, avoiding your warm eyes, the way you look at me, try to ignore the feeling deep inside me that hurts my heart when I look at your sad face.

My friends all want to know what’s wrong, they questioned and questioned but i don’t answer, they go to find you, you tell them. I could of killed you but you had also told them you didn’t know what to do and that you missed me, how was i meant to respond to that. I was shocked.

I watched you from by the gate as you left with your friends; I caught your eye, fighting the blush appearing on my cheeks “Can we talk?” I asked my voice so quite I didn’t think you heard me, but you nodded and smiled, my heart raced as we walked together to the river near the school, I felt your fingers capture mine, i tried to relax.

You took me in your arms and kissed me, I kissed back, I had avoided you for no reason, and you blushed at me as I smiled.

I Love You Too....

The Boss

You think I would be pleased that I was stuck in a non-moving elevator with the hottest guy in the firm that I have fancied for the past year and a half!? Well I was, extremely pleased, but there was a catch, he was divorced and he was my boss. I could feel my cheeks warm as I had a chance to look him over in his grey suit, crisp white shirt and grey tie, his brown hair left the way it probably looked when he got up, he looked over at me and I knew I must of blushed quickly looking away from him. “Looks like we aren’t going anywhere for awhile, we’re stuck in between floors and they can’t get anyone down to us for at least two hours” I felt my heart race, two hours at least stuck all alone with him. “I’m the big boss man and I can’t even get fast services” he laughed, that silky sexy laugh, that made my knees weak. I nodded finding myself unable to speak, he rarely spoke to me as I wasn’t his PA, and everything went through her. I wished I was, I would be just outside his office every day, I was just a normal office girl, answered phones, dealt with things online and filling, boring stuff really but it gave me money, enough to cover my rent and bills and occasionally go out.

He set his briefcase down and took off his suit jacket, it was warm in here, probably a lot warmer for me, and I made a mental note I had to stop fantasising about him in hot small places. I slid down the wall and sat, placing all the paper work I had next to me along with my bag. He’d taken off his tie and rolled his sleeves up and then sat beside me. “How long have you been with my company now?” he asked, probably making small talk.

“Erm... about a year or so now” I answered, right now I couldn’t really think clearly with him so close, ‘get a grip! Your 23 years old not a 16 year old school girl with a crush!’ I mentally scolded myself. “I really enjoy working here, everyone is so friendly” I smiled at him, he smiled back, leaning against the wall he looked at the doors.

“I liked you when I first saw you, saw potential even if you were a little shy” I don’t remember him being at the interview? “When you came into the office on your first day, in your pretty navy blue skirt suit and light blue shirt and those striking red heels, you where all flustered and was so eager to learn anything and everything” I looked up at him curious. “You where a fast learner and I could see you enjoyed it, I’m surprised you haven’t gone for the vacancy of PA” I was a little shocked, his PA was leaving? When did this come about?

“I wasn’t aware of the vacancy” he looked at me a little puzzled

“The advert went out a week ago, no one has gone for it yet, I’ll be doing the interviews this time, and did you not get the in house email?” I shook my head

“Well you do want to go for it don’t you?” I nodded at him eager, omg! He chuckled, we sat in silence for awhile, I looked at the hand closest to me, he still wore the wedding ring.

“I was sorry to hear about your divorce” he looked at me quickly and then looked away, when I had joined the office team I had learnt he had just gone through his divorce two months after. Maybe I had said something wrong? “I’m sorry I shouldn’t of pried” I looked down at my shoes, I was wearing the red shoes he remembered about.

“No it’s fine” he sighed, “It was sort of all my decision, i was too much in love with my work, and found my wife a distraction” my heart plummeted, i have no idea why “She wasn’t the type of women who appreciated me working to pay for all the things she wanted, she didn’t like the hours i worked and didn’t like it when i bought work home, she was a very selfish woman if im honest. I just don’t really know why i married her, i got pushed when you joined” i looked up at him again, me? Why me? What did i do? “You fascinated me, so dedicated to your job, so enthusiastic, and beautiful” he looked down at me, directly into my eyes. This was my boss, this couldn’t be happening to me? I’m dreaming surly! I swallowed unable to speak. His green eyes just stared into mine, i couldn’t look away.

I could feel myself blushing, I looked away. I couldn’t look at him any longer.

“S-So why do you still wear your ring?” he looked down at his hand.

“I don’t know really, habit to have one there after 4 years of marriage” I watched him take it off and put it in his suit jacket pocket, I felt a little awkward leaving his comment ignored.

“I’m sorry, you just... you just shocked me a little” he chuckled again.

“I tend to do that most of the time” I looked up at him again, well aware of my cheeks being bright red, his fingers brushed away a strand of hair and cupped my cheek. This was defiantly not happening, I was freaking out and all I could do was just sit here like an idiot. I felt his lips touch mine, omg! He was kissing me! I had to kick my brain into gear to kiss him back. His lips felt warm and soft, made me feel all tingly. This was surely a dream! His fingers curled into my hair and pulled me towards him, I gripped his shirt to stop me toppling forward. He was warm, I could feel his chest muscles flexing beneath my fingers, his warm breathe, I felt his tongue probe at my lips, I granted him access, I had to enjoy this dream for as long as I could. He tasted so good, everything I had imagined. Wait this was my boss! I couldn’t be doing this! I soon found myself pushing against him.

“I can’t!” I got up and walked to the other side of the elevator, I knew i was torturing myself but he was my boss! “Your my boss” I looked at him with shaky eyes, my body was telling me not to be so stupid but my brain was winning, for now anyway.

“I know I’m your boss, I’m sorry, I know you take your job seriously but I’m draw to you Casey, you know I take you seriously too” that I thought about.

“Do you though?” He walked over to me, his hands gripping my elbows gently

“Of course I do Casey, you’re the best employee we have, I know about your commitment, but your beautiful and amazingly sexy” his voice was husky and low, it washed over me as well as heat, reaching every part of my body, I couldn’t ignore it. His lips stroked across my jaw bone and down my throat, i had to bite my lips to stop a moan, god if this was what i was like now, what they hell would i be like..... NO! I wouldn’t think that, i couldn’t. This was my boss! But it felt good, he had bought his arms round me and was bringing me to him, i sighed as he wrapped me tightly in his arms, i felt so safe, but this was wrong wasn’t it?

My H&M Haul

ok so i shouldnt of bought any of this but thanks to them discount codes i bought a hell of a lot more than i would have, thank you for posting them!

Total spendage: £32.24

I'm a bad girl :P

Hope it all comes soon! :D

xx

Her (Something i Just Started)

HIS POV

She was so quiet, but quite smart, so I thought maybe I could get a good grade, so in a way I was glad to be partnered with her for this project. I needed to pass this class, I pulled my chair in under her desk, my knee knocking hers, she looked up at me with big green eyes and I noticed a faint blush creep across her cheeks, and then it hit me, she was beautiful. Why had I never realised this before? Probably because she was so quite. I swallowed suddenly finding my throat dry and unable to speak, everyone was already into a discussion about what they would do as a project. She blinked and looked away from me, I noticed she had already had a load of notes of what she wanted to do as her project, she was prepared, but that didn’t bother me anymore, just me wanting to know her all of a sudden. “Er... hey Gemma, I guess we have been partnered huh?” she nodded her blush deepening that blush, her beautiful skin. I should have noticed before, I guess being part of the popular group full of attractive girls, piled on with makeup and the lads I never really noticed the real beauty in the school.

That night all I could think about was her big beautiful green eyes looking shyly up at me, her pink blushing cheeks, the more I spoke the redder they got, her long black silky looking hair, she could never make eye contact with me, a couple of times she did and I found myself blushing also as hers turned even darker if that was possible, but she was so beautiful and so cute I couldn’t resist her. Why did I never notice her before? I’m stupid that’s why, too self absorbed. I would make more of an effort, I needed to know her more, and she intrigued me.

There was something dark behind her eyes and I want to find out what that is and help her. She needed someone and I think that someone is me; I want it to be me at least. To see those big eyes shine with happiness and to know I caused that happiness would be brilliant, I just have to think of how to get to know her and to how I can find out what that darkness is, I could always ask her over or me to her to work on the project together, that’s it! The teacher had got us to exchange numbers, much to her shaking as she gave me it she did, I would ring her, arrange a date, well not a date but a project study session, yes, that’s what I will call it, I shall phone her after dinner, now what to eat?

Her sweet nervous voice on the end of the phone had made my heart leap, she sounded so frightened and innocent, I suggested coming to hers to maybe make her feel more comfortable but her voice suddenly changed and got quicker when she replied a hasty no! I told her my address as I had football after school and didn’t want her to have to wait as it was cold; she said she would, that made me happy. I had to wonder why her voice had changed so suddenly at the mention of me going to hers, was there something happening there she didn’t want me to see or find out about? I would need to find out.

She had waited like she said she would, an A1 piece of paper rolled up in her hands, she was squeezing it I could see, trying to steady her nerves, I was sweaty and hot from football, I needed a shower, so after and awkward walk of silence home I left her in my bedroom/living room and went for a quick shower, to tell you the truth I was as nervous as her.

HER POV

I couldn’t stop myself shaking, I was sitting on his bed, I Was in his studio flat, I hadn’t realised he lived alone, and here I was worrying about my family and he didn’t even live with his, for all I knew they could be dead, the thought made me sad. I shook my head as I rolled out the A1 sheet of paper for our project on his table and tried to concentrate on that. I couldn’t concentrate at all, all I could hear was the sound of running water and thinking about him under that water. I had liked him since I had first seen him at the aged of 12, his striking blue eyes, his messy brown hair, laid back attitude, he was still the same, but he had never looked my way, back then was when all the troubles started, all the bulling at school, the things at home, I withdrew into myself keeping quiet, talking to people made me nervous and shaky, and to be put into pairs for our final year project had made my day, it was when he had first looked at me, when I same his eyes gleam at me.

I had hoped that something would happen but I never expected him to ring me that night, I panicked when he suggested coming to mine, no way! I had checked my appearance a number of times and was doing so again when he come back into the bedroom/living room, I turned as I heard the door close, his hair still wet, he was wearing a white t-shirt and black trousers, looking as handsome as always, little droplets of water hung to the end of his hair, his skin had a tinge of pink from the water

“How rude of me, did you want a drink?” he asked heading towards the open kitchen

“N-No I’m fine, let’s get started with the work shall we?” he smiled at me, why in the world had I stuttered like that! I’m such a geek! I couldn’t help grimacing inside, I swallowed as he sat beside me and I felt his leg brush mine, he leant over to look at the project I had compiled so far, he smiled at me again, that smile! Always gives me butterflies inside, and makes my heart race.

“You seem to of already done it, you work fast” he turned to me, I smiled a small smile, he was so handsome.

“I sort of got carried away last night, do you want to add anything to it?” the first proper sentence I had been able to get out, I was hoping he wanted to work on it more so we could hang out more.

“Nope, nothing, its brilliant” he closed his eyes, running his hands through his hair, disappointment crashed through me, then he spoke again “I guess that means.... we can hang out without worrying about work” he smiled and got up to walk to the kitchen area “Do you want some dinner?” I smiled to myself, he still wanted to hang out with me and he was asking me to stay for dinner, I guess that meant I didn’t have to go home yet, thank god! I nodded and got up to join him in the kitchen, unfortunately I tripped over the edge of the table and landed bashing my knee on the corner and then the floor, I cried out in pain, he came to my side, his warm hands picking me up into a sitting position and then I felt his warm fingers gently gripping me knee, the pain was unbearable and a felt tears sting my eyes. “We may need to go to the hospital” Hospital? That meant calling my parents, no! That can’t happen, my tears where for a different reason now.

“No! Please no I don’t want my parents coming for me please, can’t we just wait and see?” I could feel the tears rolling down my cheeks as I cried, I couldn’t bare them finding me like this, “Please” I looked up at him with tear-filled eyes. He looked at me worried; he picked me up and gently placed me on his bed. What was he going to do?

HIS POV

The next day at school I watched from the crowd of my friends as she slowly limped through the school gates, as she disappeared into the hustle and bustle of people I thought about how bad I had felt letting her get a cab home, she really needed to go to hospital but she was so scared about her parents finding out. I felt in the pit of my stomach something had happened when she got home yesterday, as the day went on I noticed how she always kept her cardigan on, even in in door sport. I still couldn’t believe she had taken part in it the condition her knee was in, she grimaced each time she put weight on it, she had to sit down through the class, I noticed some of the popular girls that my friends and I hung with where picking on her, at the time it wasn’t my turn to come up to do the exercise so I ventured over to her, to see if she was alright. “Hey Gemma, how’s your knee?” I noticed the expression on the girls faces as I completely ignored them, gemma looked up at me her eyes glazed with unshed tears, that blush was there again, that beautiful face.

“Hurting a little” she looked away from me “What will your friends think of you talking to me?” I heard the coldness in her voice “You haven’t said a word to me all day”

“I don’t care what they think to be honest” I leant back on my hands and looked at her as she looked up at me with surprise in her eyes “I have been busy just like you, I don’t honestly care what other people think of me I just ended up in that crowd since the start of high school, some of them are friends, some just hang around cause they think they are popular” I saw a faint smile reach her lips, that blush was back, and growing deeper as she looked up and saw some of ‘that’ crowd whispering, I smiled and wrapped an arm around her and gently pulled her against my side, whispering in her ear “I would rather hang around with you, your far more interesting” I let her go and her face flared up red in embarrassment.

“I’ve got to go, it’s my turn” she stood too quickly to get away from me and stumbled on her knee, I caught her before she fell. I expect she had thought she would hit the floor as she had her eyes closed braced for an impact, she slowly opened them looking up at me, that blush grew darker in colour, if that was possible.

“I’m taking you to the nurse” she swallowed and looked away.

“Okay” I picked her up in my arms and told the teachers, she hid her face in my shoulder as I carried her out, I honestly didn’t care what people thought of me but I hated the fact that she was being picked on and bullied by the people I hung with. I let her down as we reached the corridor and put her arm around my shoulders, I helped her limp to the nurses office, she didn’t look at me, she just looked at the floor, her cheeks now a faint pink, I helped her onto the nurses bed and then went to find the nurse.

What the hell had gotten into me? Why had a said such a silly thing to her knowing how embarrassed she easily gets? I’m so stupid, she could of injured that knee further. I told the nurse what was wrong with her and waiting while the nurse examined her knee. I couldn’t just leave her there. I needed to find out about her knee and if she was going to be ok.

“She just needs to rest it for a few days and it should be find, its bruised and swollen but will be fine, no major damage” the nurse told me as she drew back the curtains. Gemma was tucked into the covers under strict orders to not move till the end of the day. The nurse left us alone, Gemma was blushing but wouldn’t look at me, her face expression I couldn’t work out

“Are you ok?” I sat on the bed watching her face.

“Not really” she turned to me and I saw tears, had I caused them “Don’t say things like that to me to just please your on lookers” I knew what that expression was now, anger, directed at me, I didn’t say it for them, I said it because I meant it.

“I said it to you because I meant it not for them” her eyes looked away from my face. I had to make her believe I was being truthful. “I told you I don’t care what they think, I want to know you and hang out with you more” she took a brief glance at me, her cheeks turning pink, I leant forward on the bed my hands bracing myself and kissed her forehead, her skin was so smooth, I really wanted to kiss her on the lips but I didn’t want to scare her. She stiffened but relaxed as I cupped her cheek, lifting her face towards me, I leant down and kissed her lips, they were so soft. She kissed me back! I was so happy and caught up I didn’t realised her hands had come around me till I felt them in my hair, her gently fingers, wrapping them in my hair, trying to keep me close. We pulled away needing breath, her cheeks where flushed and I felt mine where as red as hers, both gasping for air, I watched her, her beautiful face full of happiness and her green eyes sparkling at me as she looked at me.

“I guess you meant it” she laughed; I smiled and stroked her cheek.

“Yes I did” I was glad it was the weekend tomorrow she didn’t need to come to school she could rest her knee. “I’d rather be here with you”

“But you barely know me” she looked up at me her face worried

“I know enough to know I want to be here” I kissed her again, she was surprised but kissed back, this wasn’t as intense as the first, I hoped there would be many more.

That night, I had helped her home; she invited me inside, this was a change in attitude I thought but I noticed there looked like there was no one home, I said yes and helped her inside, her home was huge inside and was decorated lovely, she showed me the living room and hobbled out to make tea. I didn’t like her waiting on me, then I heard a gasp and something crash, I hurried to the kitchen an saw her face to face with her mother, but she looked angry and I could smell the alcohol from where I stood in the doorway.

“You retched child, why are you back here?” I could just about make out what she was saying, her mum advanced on her and grabbed her by the arms, she cried out in pain, I knew it was none of my business but I had to do something, I somehow got between them

“Stop it” Gemma cowered behind me, gently gripping my arms, pulling at my sleeves “Leave her alone”

“And who are you?” her words where slurred and could barely be made out but we knew what she was saying “None of you should be here! She nasty and vile, a whore and a disgrace for a daughter!” her words hurt Gemma as I heard her whimper behind me.

“You should go Joe” Came her small voice, it shock with sadness

“I’m not leaving you” I still looked at the woman who was meant to be her mother, I turned and lead Gemma out taking our bags, helping outside as she shut the front door, I heard glasses smashing and things being thrown and more vile words, Gemma I think was glad I was there, even if she didn’t admit it, I had found out what the darkness in her big green eyes was and I had to get her out of there.

Once I shut my front door behind us she broke down in tears, I caught her as she collapsed, all I could hear from her sobs where the words “Why” I held her as she cried, this was what had been wrong with her.

I Bruise Easily

This is something i started ages ago

I hope this doesnt offend anyone it was all from imagination, hope u like

As she looked in the mirror, she touched the nasty blue and purple mark that was around her eye, it reminded her of him, last night, the anger he had shown, the foundation had started to ware off she realised and in her rush to leave the house she forgot to pack it in her bag. She reached to touch the mark and winced as her fingers lightly touch the bruise. She was worried that people would notice it now; she took a deep breath, washed her hands, dried them and left the bathroom to go back to work behind the counter.

As she looked up while walking, pulling on her suit jacket to straighten it she bumped into someone, she looked up realising who it was her cheeks flushed red, feeling her skin warm, she was immediately self conscious of her eye and looked down away from his gaze. His fingers caught her chin and she felt the electric that she always felt when he brushed against her skin with accidental touches.

“What happened to your eye?” his silky voice washing over her, his fingers brushing the sensitive area where the bruise was. She flinched, his hand brushing down her cheek, she swallowed, “It’s bruised, quite badly. Did he do this?” she had remembered last time her boyfriend had beaten her in rage, he had noticed, he had wanted to protect her. “Maybe you should come and stay with me?” that, she thought, was a bad idea.

“I should get back to work, there’s processing to be done” she pulled away from him, as she brushed past him he caught her wrist, she winched, there was a bruise there too.

“Wait, he can’t keep doing this, you need to get out, please come and stay with me”

“I’ll think about it” he let her go and she rushed back to her work.

She was sitting on the train home, her head down, trying to get her hair to cover her eye; she felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. ‘My offer still stands x’ the message read, it was from Simon, he was still worried about her, he always made her feel so safe, made her feel wanted. Ever since last year at the Christmas dinner, he had never really spoken to her properly before, she was always sneaking glances at him, she was in a relationship with her current boyfriend a year before she had started the job at the bank, she never knew that her boyfriend would ever hurt her until that same Christmas he struck her, hard, nearly breaking her rib because she had got something in the meal she had cooked wrong, she was always frightened to go home. She had no one to turn too. Her parents had died, and her Grandparents where nowhere to be found. She noticed the stop coming up and stood to get off. She wasn’t going home tonight.

“Mary, oh my god what happened to you?! What did that prick do?!” She had gone to Marie’s house, she knew she was running away from her problems but she couldn’t go back there to her home, the place where he constantly abused her. He knew to find her here but she couldn’t trust herself with Simon, something was growing between them and she wanted to keep it at bay, well that’s what she kept telling herself.

“He was drinking and got angry” Mary whispered, her voice steady although inside she was ready to break down and cry, she couldn’t take it anymore, then she remember the text. ‘Thank you for the offer, I shall keep it in mind, I won’t be with him for much longer. x’ After the message was sent she placed it on the hallway counter. “I’m sorry to bother you Marie, I know Ben is home on Thursday nights” Marie tutted taking Mary’s coat.

“Don’t be so silly! You are always welcome here, and plus Ben being here means if that bastard turns up he can’t hurt you” Mary smiled, wincing as the skin around her eye creased. “Let me run you a hot bath, give you some clothes and I’ll make some tea and you can tell me all about it” Marie led Mary up the stairs, leaving her phone on the counter unaware that Chris was calling.

All three adults jumped as they heard heavy hard banging on the front door, Mary knew who it was, she had received 13 missed calls and 20 text messages from Chris demanding where she was and why she wasn’t home with his dinner on the table for him, she could tell by the messages that he had been for a few drinks after he had finished work, the messages had got angrier as she never answered them. Ben went and answered the front door.

“I want to see Mary!” Christ shouted through the hallway.

“She doesn’t want to see you” Ben replied, in a calm soothing tone, Ben was a police man so he knew how to deal with these types of people. Chris tried to push his way into Ben’s house.

“I want to see Mary!” he shouted even louder, Mary appeared behind Ben, slightly quivering not really wanting to face him, “Mary! Babe! Why weren’t you at home?” His voice was calm and sweet like for now. Mary placed her hand on Ben’s arm which signaled that it was ok, he could move but to stay close, Ben moved to stand by the living room doorway.

“I didn’t want to come home” Mary said trying to sound tuff and strong even though inside it was difficult. “I didn’t want to see you” this made him angry although knowing Ben was a police man Chris tried to keep his cool, although Mary could tell it was slipping.

“Aw, why baby? I love you, you know that” he reached to touch her cheek, she stepped back slightly, he anger was close to slipping and if she wasn’t careful he would snap.

“I don’t think that I....” she stopped, wondering if she should say it, wondering if she did what other hell would he put her through, but she had to say it “I don’t think that I love you... anymore” he launched at her his hands wrapping around her throat, her hands gripping and scratching against his, trying to get him off. Ben had called Marie and they were both trying to get her to let go of Mary. He shoved them off, releasing her with only one hand and slapping her across her left cheek. Mary cried out in pain but was still trying to get him to let her go; her breathing was being cut off. They heard police sirens, he pushed Mary to the ground and kicked her in the ribs; Ben restrained him against the frame of the front door. The police came running in as Marie went to Mary’s side, trying to find out if she was ok. Mary clutched her side as she watched through tears as three police men and Ben took Chris to the police car.

“I’m so sorry Marie” Mary said as she wiped her tears away. Marie glared at her.

“Don’t say sorry for needing help and for what he does, he deserves what he gets! We need to clean you up and make sure you are ok” Marie handed Mary a warm wet cloth to place against her red swollen cheek, her hand clutching her side.

“I can’t stay here Marie, he might come back” She winced as the pain in her side made its self known again. “The police might only keep him over night; they didn’t see what he did”

“But where will you go? Its ten o’clock at night” Mary thought, she only had one option that he didn’t know where she would be. Marie waited patiently for Mary’s answer.

“I need my mobile”

He had answered straight away, Ben had driven her to his, and he weren’t that far from them.

“Thank you Ben, I’m so sorry for all the trouble I have caused tonight”

“Don’t be so silly Mary, your always welcome round, he’s a low life, and he doesn’t deserve someone like you. Now you be careful and let Marie know how you are in the morning”

“I will thanks” Mary left the car and faced Simon’s house. It wasn’t that big, quite cosy. She rung the doorbell, nerves racking through her, her uniform neatly folded in the bag Marie let her borrow, she was dressed in tracksuit bottoms and an old t-shirt that was too big for her, Marie’s clothes, the t-shirt was from her feeling fat phase. Simon answered the door.

“Mary! Come in please, quickly” she entered his house, still nervous. He took her bag from her and placed it by the stairs. “What did he do?! I’d like to rip his throat out!” she felt the tears finally well up, despite feeling embarrassed about her appearance and the bruises being clear for him to see, she needed to cry and he was there right at the right moment for her.

“I-I’m sorry” she said through hard heavy tears. He pulled her gently against him, being careful of her tiny frame. “I didn’t know where else to go after that” she said through sobs.

“It’s alright, I’m here now, nothing to be sorry about or afraid of” he rubbed gentle circles on her back and stroked her hair. “I’ll always be here” She gripped his t-shirt tightly as the tears come rolling down, tears that for some reason wouldn’t stop.

She smiled shyly at Simon as he handed her a mug of hot tea and sat down across from her, good idea she thought, stay as far away from her as possible, the tension between them still there dispite what had happened. Her cheek was still swollen and red, slightly bruising around the edge of the mark, her ribs throbbed with pain, and she knew there would be a massive bruise there if not now, but in the morning. “How you feeling now?” he asked her.

“Dispite well...” she smiled dispite the pain.

“I feel a bit better thanks, he can’t find me here. I told him I didnt love him anymore and thats how tonights attack started” she stared down at her tea, her cheeks flushing from embarressment, she felt things towards him. He placed his tea on the coffie table and sat back in his chair. “He had also been drinking and I hadn’t gone home tonight”

“Well your safe here, you’re always welcome here” he walked over to where she was sitting and sat beside her, he examined her face gently, his fingers brushing her skin, her eyes closing against his gentle touch.

“It’s getting late, maybe we should go to bed because of work tomorrow” she went to stand,

“Your not going to work like that, your in pain” he said catching her hand in his.

“I have to, I need money” he frowned, he wasnt happy.

“Maybe you should just have tomorrow off, I’ll explain to the manager” she smiled at his concern, “You need rest and for them bruises and injuries to heal, you are taking tomorrow off and staying here, everything will be fine” He kissed her on the cheek that wasn’t bruised and then led her towards the room she would be sleeping in. She was a little shocked at the kiss on her cheek, she touched the place where he kissed, her cheeks flushing again.

Her fingers gripped tightly on the door as she peered round it, she didnt want to bump into Simon in the middle of the night. Mary made her way back down the hallway towards the stairs and the kitchen, she needed a glass of water. She made her way back up the stairs, then she notice Simon coming down the hallway, she froze, she had seen herself in the window, she didnt look at all that attractive. “I thought there was an intruder!” he laughed, rubbing the back of his head once he realised it was Mary. She smiled shyly at him, “You should be in bed, you need rest” he took the glass of water from her and led her back to her room.

“Thank you Simon, for everything” he brused the side of her un-bruised cheek with his fingers, she could feel that tension again, her eyes slowly drifted closed as she felt herself leaning towards him.

Her eyes shot open when she realised what was happening, both of them jumped apart, their lips had been inches from meeting, the water went flying, soaking them both. She blushed bright red, stepping back away from her him, her heels and then her back hitting the door to her room. He was blushing slightly too, he bent to pick up the water.

“I’m s-sorry” she said, she didn’t wait for his reply, she turned and entered her room slamming the door closed as she tried to quickly get away from him before she lost herself again. He fisted his free hand, frustration coming over him as he tried to get his emotions in check ‘Get a grip man! She’s just left her abusive boyfriend, be there for her doesn’t mean kiss her!’ he thought angrily to himself, he walked back to his room, the water would dry.

She sat against the door, her fingers in her hair, leaning on her bent knees, why could she still feel that tension, she shouldnt feel anything towards him right now. She should feel scared. She should feel vunareble around him. She should feel withdrawn. But she didnt, she wanted to be closer, she wanted to feel him, to kiss him, to feel him hold her in his arms. She bent her head lower towards her knees, she was confussed. The only thing she understood was that she wanted him.