Finally, I finished this! So yeah, this is my entry for the Ship mwezi shabiki fiction contest. wewe may be a bit annoyed kwa my writing, but that's the way I like to write. Oh, and although I used "Word", there can be some stupid grammar mistakes, so I'm really sorry. And please, even though it's femslash (and some may not like it) I hope you'll read it and enjoy it. Just one Hug – Cadley Fic.
Allison was still asleep when the rain started to drop from the sky, hitting the windows of the apartment in steady little drops. She wasn't aware of what was happening around her, wasn't aware of the fact Remy was in the living room, standing and staring at the window, following the little rain drops sliding across it, making weird and unknown shapes. Allison wasn't aware of the fact Remy's face was imitating the window; wet, small tears were trickling from her blue, sad eyes and across her cheeks, meeting at her quivering chin, threatening to fall off and stain her nightgown.
It was already six in the morning when the blond woman was aware her girlfriend wasn't sleeping inayofuata to her, holding her close. She turned around to face Remy's side of the kitanda and sighed. Where could she be?
Usually on Sunday mornings, Remy was the last on to wake up, probably after nonstop nagging from Allison who was determined they would eat breakfast together. Maybe she was making her a surprise breakfast?
For a brief moment Allison was thrilled from thought, but she soon rejected it after not hearing any sound which could tell her Remy was in the kitchen; Not the sound of plates meeting the table, not the sound of spatula hitting the pan. Only the rain drops could be heard around the apartment.
She woke up slowly, adjusting herself to the cold she wasn't aware of. It was extremely cold for this time of the mwaka and she was sorry she hadn't worn something warmer.
Still a bit dizzy from the sleep, she walked outside of the bedroom and into the living room, hoping to find Remy there.
Remy was very aware of the fact Allison was awake and she was now staring at her. She didn't onyesha it, though. Not even when the blond called her name.
"Remy, honey, are wewe OK?"
She wasn't OK, and she knew Allison was aware of that, but the concern in her voice made the tears to trickle on Remy's face again. She didn't want Allison to see her like that, so she turned her back to the blond, hiding her face from her.
Allison approached closer to her, worry written all over her face. She tried to remember something that could have been the trigger to Remy's behavior; a fight, work related issue. Nothing came to her mind, though. Yes, Remy wasn't the kind of person who liked to share things, but she wasn't the person to cry over stuff either. This all situation confused Allison.
"Don't…" Remy whispered as she felt Allison's hand on her shoulder. She couldn't hold the sobs longer; her touch was so soft and comforting, so inviting. But yet, she couldn't bring herself to let her in. She was afraid, and even though she didn't know that, Allison was highly aware of that fact.
"I would never hurt you, wewe know that." Allison whispered back, trying to turn her girlfriend around so she could face her. "Remy, I upendo you."
Remy closed her eyes, not willing to turn around yet. She let Allison's words sink in while listening to the nonstop rain. She was aware of the fact Allison was telling the truth; throughout their short relationship Remy was the one to hurt her, to make her cry. No matter how Remy was cold to her, no matter how her words stung the blond in so many evil ways, Allison was always there for her. She never thought of revenges, never thought of ways to hurt her back. She was too good to her.
She needed her so badly.
"Look at me," Allison pleaded, rubbing Remy's back in a comfort manner once the brunette started to cry even harder. She was very surprised to see Remy slowly turn around, making an eye contact with her. Her eyes her red and swollen, her face was covered with sticky old tears which were replaced shortly kwa new wet ones. She looked so broken and defeated, something Allison wasn't used to see. She almost felt like she was about to burst in tears as well.
"Do wewe want-" Allison tried to ask if she wanted to tell her what was wrong, but was cut kwa Remy's voice.
Although her first instinct told her to hug the brunette, Allison couldn't bring herself to do it. She was too shocked from this request, this almost pleading.
"Ally," she whispered, her eyes closed again. "I need you."
Allison closed the small gap between them and hugged Remy tightly, letting her girlfriend know she was there, she always will. She felt Remy's hands wrapping around her back, bringing her even closer to her, if that was possible. She nuzzled Allison's neck, trying to gain zaidi comfort.
Allison placed her chin on Remy's head, stroking her hair. She knew rare moments like this, where Remy was opening up a bit to her, never come so easily, and although she wanted to know why she was crying, she was aware of the fact her girlfriend was Remy Hadley.
But right now, this one hug was enough for her. For both of them.