Sorry it's been a while but I've been busy back at college and now that people are getting into my book I really need to finish it. If you wanna read it I'm putting my Fictionpress account link on my profile.
As it turns out Squid could be quite the romantic.
Although we were in the middle of keeping our new found relationship under wraps, Squid would take any chance he could get to show me that he cared. I think its because he thinks that if I start to feel down I would try and repeat the other night.
Squid hates me talking about it. He won't tolerate even the word gun in the tent anymore. The guys were suspicious but he made up some story about being mugged back home so they let it be. Every now and then, when all the guys were asleep, Squid would crawl into my cot and ask how I was while holding me close to him.
I hate to say it but I feel…loved. You probably think I'm being a bitch, complaining about love and all but you have to remember that I haven't felt love in almost ten years. Funny how I'm starting to in a juvenile correction camp huh? Well that's life.
I'm currently lying on my cot above the blankets, my guitar sitting across my lap as I pluck the strings to a mindless tune. It's been in my head ever since I heard Squid humming it but when I asked him where it was from, he only smirked and changed the subject.
"That's pretty." my head snapped up to see Stanley at the entrance. I had forgotten that he hadn't really heard me play something for real. "I haven't really heard you play," he mumbled. His expression looked almost shamed, like I was purposefully not playing around him.
"Well sit down and make a request," I said with a grin, sitting up. He smiled before sitting down on the cot opposite mine, Squid's, cross legged and waiting with a childlike grin on his face. I chuckled.
"Do you know…" he trailed off as he thought for a minute, dragging out into at least five minutes. Finally my patients reached its end.
"How about I try something?" I didn't give him time to answer, I just started strumming what matched my mood.
You got a fast car
And I want a ticket to go anywhere
Maybe we make a deal
Maybe together we can get somewhere
Anyplace is better
Starting from zero got nothing to lose
Maybe we'll make something
But me myself I got nothing to prove
You got a fast car
And I got a plan to get us out of here
I been working at the convenience store
Managed to save just a little bit of money
We won't have to drive too far
Just 'cross the border and into the city
You and I can both get jobs
And finally see what it means to be living
You see my old man's got a problem
He live with the bottle that's the way it is
He says his body's too old for working
I say his body's too young to look like his
My mama went off and left him
She wanted more from life than he could give
I said somebody's got to take care of him
So I quit school and that's what I did
You got a fast car
But is it fast enough so we can fly away
We gotta make a decision
We leave tonight or live and die this way
I remember we were driving driving in your car
The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone
You got a fast car
And we go cruising to entertain ourselves
You still ain't got a job
And I work in a market as a checkout girl
I know things will get better
You'll find work and I'll get promoted
We'll move out of the shelter
Buy a big house and live in the suburbs
You got a fast car
And I got a job that pays all our bills
You stay out drinking late at the bar
See more of your friends than you do of your kids
I'd always hoped for better
Thought maybe together you and me would find it
I got no plans I ain't going nowhere
So take your fast car and keep on driving
You got a fast car
But is it fast enough so you can fly away
You gotta make a decision
You leave tonight or live and die this way
Stanley clapped, grinning. I blushed, still not used to praise when playing. "That was great, and your singing is amazing!"
"Yeah it is." my head turned to the deep Texan voice, a faint blush rising to my cheeks. I hated that my face had started doing that whenever he caught be off guard, something he seems to be very good at now.
Stanley froze, still a little fearful of Squid since he was best friends with Zigzag. Squid chuckled, catching note of my warning expression as he sauntered into the tent.
"Beat it Caveman, I gotta talk to Bell." Stanley nodded nervously, rushing out in less then three seconds.
"I wish you wouldn't be so mean to him," I sighed as Squid flopped down beside me and wrapped me in his arms.
"He's still the newbie Bell. you know how it goes." I sighed, snuggling down into his embrace.
This was a rare moment for us, to get to be alone. We had even resorted to going out into the desert at night to get some time together. Watching the stars made the experience magical though.
"Squid?" I asked quietly, finally deciding to ask him something that had been on my mind lately.
"Hmm?" he mumbled contentedly, nuzzling my neck.
"Why did you get so mad when I called you a hick?" it had been bugging me for a while and now seemed like a good time to ask.
Squid froze from peppering my neck with kisses and stayed frozen for a while. Finally he pulled back, a heavy look clouding his eyes.
"Squid?" I asked gently, moving closer. He sighed, meeting my eyes. He almost looked ashamed of himself.
"All my life I've been called dumb, the stupid one that uses his fists instead of his words and cracks bad jokes." I giggled slightly at that and his lip twitched upwards. "I admit, I ain't that smart, I don't think I've ever gotten even a B but I ain't no hick." he spat the word.
"You've been called it before haven't you?" I asked quietly and he nodded.
"Ever heard of that movie Deliverance?" I shuddered and he grimaced. "Yeah, it was pretty grim. I left before the end." Squid paused and in that time a horrible realisation washed over me. "But when the next school day rolled around, everyone's focus was suddenly on the fatherless kid with an alcoholic mother. I was an easy target and even the kids stupider then me took advantage of that."
Both of us were silent, Squid's grip on me tighter then before.
"So even though both of us know you're smarter, why do you still act like you're constantly impersonating a gorilla?" Squid glared down at me but I only smiled childishly and soon he was smiling too.
"It's complicated," he mumbled.
"How so?" I asked, reaching up to brush my finger tips along his jaw line. He shuddered slightly at my feather light touch. "Tell me."
"Well…" he sighed. "As douchey as this sounds, life is hard, serious and a lot of the time it's depressing. Especially for people like us. But when you have that simple, sometimes funny guy around life seems a little brighter for everyone. Sometimes when you look fearless and carefree you make others feel fearless and carefree, even if it's only for a little while. I figure if I act carefree and simple and happier then I actually am, maybe the people around me will feel a teeny bit happier. Especially in a place like this."
I stared up at Squid, never feeling so awestruck in my life. Squid wasn't a hick at all. Not even a mindless goon. He was deep.
"Life's hard, especially for people like us, might as well face it with a dopy grin," he finished with a small grin. I cupped his face and brought it down to mine, my lips barely brushing his.
"So you act funny and simple just to make everyone else happy?" I asked and he nodded, his eyes on my lips.
"Yeah, it's like pretending insults don't bother me so people don't worry," he explained.
"So every time Mr. Sir or Pendanski insults you, it actually does bother you?" I asked him.
"Of course it does," he said, looking right into my eyes. "But I don't mind, just so long as I don't worry the people I love." I felt my heart skip a beat at the word love.
There was another silence between us. I felt content feeling Squid resting against me, his breathing on my face. There was still one more thing I needed to do.
"I'm sorry Squid." his eyes opened. His brow creasing.
"For ever even thinking about calling you stupid. You're so much smarter then you give yourself credit for and so much kinder to me then I deserve," I whispered. He smiled, kissing my nose.
"Don't be sorry. Everyone gets touchy sometimes." I smiled, burying my face into his neck. "And as for being kinder to you then you deserve? I'll never stop being there for you Bell." I looked up.
"Never? That's a long time and we're not going to be here forever." I was talking about Camp Green Lake but I had a feeling Squid knew I was also referencing this moment.
"Bell, we live in the same town and go to the same school. You couldn't get rid of me if you tried."
I was so overcome with emotion that I couldn't contain it anymore. Leaning in, I let him take the lead as he captured my lips in a passionate kiss. He rolled on top of me, using his elbows to keep from crushing me.
I moaned as he moved onto my neck, leaving a mark behind my ear. No one would see it but I knew it would be there. His mark. I'm his.
Unfortunately a shrill bell cut our moment in half. I groaned as Squid tore his lips from my skin. "Come on Bell, suppers on." I sighed as he helped me up off the cot, giving me one last kiss before he walked out.
I waited before following, not wanting to seem to suspicious. Squid would come up with one of his excuses like always anyway. When I joined the line I was a couple people behind Squid.
"I'll taste it!" my head turned to the voice to see Mr. Sir snapping at the cook, lifting a ladle up to taste something new. I hope it burns him.
"Whoa!" I heard Squid exclaim. "What happened to your face?" that was when I noticed the two scratch marks across Mr. Sir's cheek. My hand flew to my neck, remembering the stinging pain of the Wardens nails. Mr. Sir lowered the spoon, a glare on his face.
Mr. Sir lurched forwards, grabbing Squid by his jumpsuit collar. Squid's eyes widened in terror, his face held inches from the seething Mr. Sir's. I gripped m tray tightly. If he lay one finger on him I don't think I'd be able to hold back. It looked like the rest of D-Tent had the same idea, X-Ray standing and ready to step in.
"Something the matter with my face? Huh?!" he yelled. Squid looked like he was ready to pass out.
"N-No! No Mr. Sir!" he stuttered out, eyes going in random directions.
"You got that right!" he muttered before throwing Squid back against one of the tables. Squid collided with it, bouncing off before smashing into one of the bins and crashing to the floor, a nasty thump sounding where the back of his head hit the table.
I dropped my tray as Mr. Sir stalked out from behind the serving booth towards Squid, throwing myself down beside him.
"Take one more step and I'll make sure those scratch marks get doubled!" I snapped. Mr. Sir stopped, glaring down at us. I moved closer to Squid, helping to prop him up. My fingers brushed gently through the back of his head and I could already feel a bump forming.
Mr. Sir sneered down at us but I only sneered back. He pulled back to address the rest of the hall.
"Anyone see anything wrong with my face? Huh?!" everyone stayed silent but I could see everyone, especially D-Tent, thinking the same thing. "I think I'm kinda pretty, don't you?!"
"Yes Mr. Sir," everyone rumbled. Mr. Sir turned back to us. Squid was starting to recover from his fall, sitting up.
"Clean this up," he grumbled before turning to go. I shifted onto my feet, swivelling round to face Squid.
"You ok?" I whispered. He attempted a half smile.
"I'm fine. Thank you," he mumbled back, leaning in. I leaned back, placing my hand up.
"Not here," I whispered and he nodded. As I started to help him up, Pendanski addressed the room.
"Now I think we all learned a valuable lesson," he said in his usual douchey tone. "We're all people and Mr. Sir is a very sensitive man. Just like all of us." I snickered at the thought of Mr. Sir being sensitive, or human for that matter.
As soon as Squid was on his feet he grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the Mess Hall. I was surprised, glancing around. Everyone was to busy watching Mr. Sir to notice our quick departure, all except the quick and clever eyes of D-Tent's smallest member.
Squid pulled me back into the tent before our lips were connected again. I fisted his hair to pull him closer. Heat was radiating from both of us, our joint anger and frustration being let out through our passionate embrace. I was pushed onto my cot, Squid following to lay down between my legs.
"Squid…Squid," I breathed, trying to fight the familiar fuzziness in my head whenever one of Squid's kisses lasted more then three minutes.
"What?" he panted, his teeth scraping my neck. I bit my lip to suppress a moan, knowing it would only drive him on.
"We should…we need to stop before the guys finish dinner," I gasped out. His kisses slowly against my neck, taking one last nip before pulling back, kissing the wound lightly before backing away from me completely.
"Sorry…got kinda carried away huh?" he mumbled sheepishly. I giggled, placing my hand against his cheek.
"It's been a while hasn't it?" I said sympathetically. He was a man after all
"Three weeks, two days and fourteen hours," Squid answered. My eyes widened.
"Someone's been keeping track," I chuckled and he blushed scarlet.
"Sorry, I know you hate all that crude boy stuff and I try not to think about it but I can't help it cause-" I shut him up by placing a quick kiss on his lips.
"I think about it too," I whispered as I pulled back.
"You do?" he asked and I nodded.
"Of course…you were my first Squid. That means something to every girl." Squid leaned down to place his forehead against mine.
"Even you?" he asked. I smiled, kissing the tip of his nose.
Squid's eyes shone with affection, adoration and so many more emotions. I could see he wanted to kiss me again but was afraid in case someone came in.
"Please kiss me," I whimpered. I needed the touch, the fire that only he could supply.
"What if someone comes in?" he whispered back, his voice husky and strained.
"I don't care," was all I said before he dipped his head again.
This kiss made the first one almost obsolete in comparison. It was soft, gentle and full of a combination of lust, need and…love. He didn't shove his tongue in my mouth like our normal heated kisses. He used everything slowly and carefully, seductively even but always made sure he coaxed every sound of pleasure from me that he could.
"Bell…" Squid moaned as I unzipped the top half of his suit and pushed it past his shoulders, touching every part of his skin I could reach. "Belladonna…" he gasped again. "Please…listen a sec." I stopped touching him. He ducked his head slightly, a blush across his cheeks.
"I-I wanna say it now in case something happens…."
"Say what?" I asked, trying to catch his eyes.
"I…I think I lo…I'm in-"
"If you guys are trying to be secretive about your new found love fest I doubt being on the verge of having sex in the tent is the way to do it." Squid's head wrenched up, bereaking the connection we had been sharing. Adjusting my jumpsuit so that I didn't show anything, I sat up to see Zero smirking as he leaned against the tent pole. Squid went red, leaping up while completely forgetting the fact that he was currently shirtless and his jumpsuit was halfway down his hips.
"Listen you little creep. You tell anyone about this and I swear I'll-"
"Save it. They're all to stupid to figure it out anyway." and with that he turned and walked out.
Hope that was ok, Just a little fluff for you guys :)