Waking up in his arms

I woke up in Kyle's arms. Last night's events flooded into my mind. Kyle said a lot of things but what caught my attention the most was that last sentence that he would kill for me. He could have just said that he loves me because someone won't kill for someone else if it's not a love connection or a close friend. 

The other thing could also be that he had just said it so that I would calm down enough to go to sleep so that he could go back to sleep. So the question now is if he had really meant it or if he had just said it to calm me down. 

Wondering and thinking about this will just consume time and that is something that I unfortunately do not have the luxury of as I still need to get a way to find out where dad lives and get there before tonight. I don't think I will be able to survive another night sleeping over at Kyle's house, especially not if he will be saying stuff like last night to me. 

I tried to get up and out of bed but his arm that was holding me cuddling to him was just too tight and strong. I decided to wake him up. Not in the most peaceful way possible but in the most creative way I could think of at that moment. I picked up a pillow and threw it at him hitting him until he started waking up. 

He looked puzzled but quickly realised what I had done and got himself a pillow as well. After a while and a lot of giggles and laughs later I asked him if he would be so kind as to let me go free. He almost immediately let go and I quickly got up and went to the bathroom. 

Being in the bathroom I decided to take a quick shower and get clean for the day's activities. I could smell the delicious aromas of bacon and eggs coming from the kitchen making my stomach rumble. Finally feeling clean and better in my own skin I walked out to the room and put my outfit for the day together and hastily got dressed before there wouldn't be any more bacon left for me. 

Bacon was never safe when it was left alone with Kyle. I hurried down the stairs and when I entered the kitchen, I was amazed at what I saw. The table was set for a romantic breakfast for two, candles and roses with the two plates of breakfast right there in the middle of it all. I stood frozen at the door to the kitchen not knowing whether to enter the kitchen and sit down or whether to leave the kitchen and go and be busy up in the room until he comes and gets me. 

How was I supposed to know if this was even for me. It could have been his mum cooking for his dad and then me sitting down would ruin the whole surprise and idea. Kyle saw me standing the kitchen door and came to get me but then I had a flashback to one of Carl's surprise breakfasts and I slammed the door more or less in his face running up the stairs back to the room. 

I didn't realize it at first, but that table set-up was exactly how Carl used to set the table. If he did that, I knew that I would be in for a bad beating afterwards. I laid down on the bed, crying. Kyle opened the door and tried to comfort me. After a while he left and came back up with a bowl of porridge for me. 

He calmed me down and fed me the porridge like a baby. Afterwards I went and brushed my teeth thinking how I was going to get to my dad. Luckily, we had left both Kyle and my number at the hospital for if and when dad would pitch up. I was just brushing my teeth when I heard that Kyle's phone rang. He stepped out to go and get and answer his phone that he had left in the kitchen. 

After I had finished brushing my teeth and laid down on the bed again curling myself up into a ball holding the pillow and cuddling the pillow. He came back and told me that he had just spoken to my dad and that he would be picking me up tonight after he was done with his errands he had to run. 

I nodded my head and curled more into the ball that I was in. I didn't feel the need to get up and continue doing what I had planned to do for the day. I was falling into that depressive state that I usually fell into right after I would have one of those nightmares and I would be left alone for a little too long. 

I must have worried him because he came and sat down next to me. I had this sudden urge to hug him, so I decided to act on this and uncurled myself and stretched out my arms. Fully intending to look like a sexy cat but I doubt that that was what it had looked like. Instead of just hugging him I climbed into his lap and surprisingly he had let me do this without moving a muscle of his own.

After a while I just hugged him, and he held me. We stayed in this position for quite a while because I fell asleep like this, and I doubt that he would move because that would be disturbing me from my peaceful slumber. He smelt nice and was just so cuddly that I fall asleep really fast. 

When I woke up, I was in an unknown bed, and I was not in Kyle's arms or lap anymore. I was a little confused about where I was but figured that it was most probably just my dad's home and that he had fetched me and that I had stayed asleep during everything, and he had just put me to bed.