Heroes Of The Night 8

Early morning reading! Remember to check out Jack's at @JazzCav !

Stretching and yawning quietly, I woke up. Heh, Jack's still asleep I think. I slip out if bed and walk over, then poked his face. Nope. Poked again. Well, that means he's asleep. Gently I kissed his forehead. He looks so cute. Well, I may as well make breakfast. After quickly brushing my hair I walked outside. Woah, what's with the creepy rabbits staring at me? "Shoo!" I hiss. They run off. Weird.. Well they're not here anymore Kitty. Relax. I look at the lake. Water looks nice. Blue and glistening in the morning sun.. Perhaps I can go for a swim! Walking back into the tent, I ruffled through my bag. Eh, bikini will do. I'm definitely not going naked. I slipped on my bikini. It's a bit small.. Meh. Nothing's perfect. I walk into the water. Oh it's perfect! So warm! I begun to wash myself in the water, it's so refreshing! Then I started singing again. Hey, I may as well enjoy myself. Diving underwater, I looked around. No, no treasure. That would've just took the biscuit. Then I hear something in the background. "K-Kitty..?" I hear. Startled I disappear, although not quite. The glistening droplets of water highlighted my body. Elements are my weakness, since they're to pure to disappear. "Kitty, it's me, Jack, don't worry." Don't worry?! You heard me singing AND I'm in a bikini! EEK! Calm Kitty. Slowly I reappeared, opening my eyes and looking at him. I'm a little off shore, so I can't quite see him. I think his face is red and he's looking at me.. Is he checking me out?! Calm god dammit woman! Smiling gently with a red face, I hold my hand out to him. "C'mon, the waters nice and warm." I call out. He walked back into the tent and came out again in swimming trunks. Gah, so hot.. We meet half way. Staring at each other. To break the awkwardness, I splashed him and giggled. "Hey!" he shouted as he sent a wave at me with his mind. We laughed and had a water fight for a while, but clearly Jack won. Back to staring each other. God dammit Jack. Why do you have to be so gorgeous? You always make me blush. He's getting closer to me. Blushing again. Staring into each others eyes. Oh! He's wrapping his arms around me again.. I feel so safe when he does. He's smiling. I smile back, running my fingertip down his chest. Wow, it is a six pack. I could live in his moment forever. Placing my hands on his forearms, he begins to lean in. Oh, that move again huh? I like it! Leaning in also, I place my hands on his chest. This is probably one of the hottest moments of my life. "KIDS! What are you doing?!" I jump and scream, Jack still holding me. Mr. Hughes.. Shit. What is he doing here?! "Swimming. What does in look like?" Jack snaps. He looks annoyed. He's so confident.. "Oi! Girl! Come here." Reluctantly, I walk over. He stares at me with hatred, then punches me across the face. Child abuse much?! Holding my face in pain, I stare at him back, a tear rolling down my face. "It hurts.." I whimper. Not backing down, Mr. Hughes pulled my hair. "Then don't be a slut. GET CHANGED!" As he threw me to the shore. I felt weak. Limp. "DO IT!" he yelled again. Crying I ran into the tent. I'm not a slut, am I..? Ah, it stings! And Jack, please be okay. After getting changed, I walk out. Mr. Hughes is gone, and Jack looks worried. My eyes are red and puffy so he can tell I've been crying. My cheek was still bright red and stinging. Frowning, Jack hugged me. "He had no right to do that. Don't listen to him." Unable to control it I burst into tears in his arms. "It hurts.." I whisper. Still hugging me he nods, resting his head on mine. Then once I'd quietened down, he held my arms and kneeled down. "C'mon Kitty. I want to see that beautiful smile of yours!" he beamed. Blushing slightly as usual, I nod and smiled. He smiled back. Beautiful? Did he just call me beautiful? "I'll go and get changed." And with that, he left. I watched him walk in. How can I be a slut if my heart only belongs to him? I sit down on a rock and wait. Huh? Looking up, I see birds. They're circling our camp. Only our camp. Three of them. Then in the branches. Crows. Just staring. As if statues. Eyes.. Blood red.
What's going on here?!