Scarredname

... Fionna I wake the next morning, with Marshall cradling me in his arms. I slide out of his arms, jump in the shower and slip on a blue blouse and black shorts. I skip down the stairs, into the kitchen. Cake stands above the griddle flipping hot cakes and fried eggs. “Morning, Angel.” I gasp quietly, because the fact, Cake hasn’t called me ‘Angel’ in 2 years. “Morning…” Cake slides me a plate and sits down next to me. “Anything Wrong?” “No, it’s just the fact that you are no longer the little girl, I used to know” “Cake…” “It’s tr

Chapter 1 ~ … Fionna Rain began to slap the windows, as black-grayish clouds swirl in the sky, and wind shakes the house, while thunder and lightning streak above it. I’m stuck. I mindlessly wonder to the kitchen for Cake, my ‘stretchy’ cat. “Cake?” I call into the kitchen. “Hello, Fionna?” He replies. “It’s horrible outside; mud puddles to swimming pools scatter the ground.” “Sounds like a personal problem, to me. I have plenty to do,” “Whatever, Cake.” “Go play with Bmo; he’s alone in the bathroom window again…” Cake snapped

The scent of pine trees engulfs my nose as I struggle to open my eyes. It's a while before I notice the soft flannel sheets and warm down comforter that I'm cuddled in. It takes me even longer to realize that the things restraining my waist aren't shackles but arms, green emerald arms. I suddenly stop breathing as I trace the arms back and slightly, ever so slightly; turn my head to see his face. His eyes are closed and I can barely notice the slight flare of his nostrils as he breathes. This indescribable feeling of calm, happiness and peace overcomes me and I continue to stare at his bare arms wrapped around me. I try to see if I can go i