one day after having a hard day at work you get out earlier than usual for some murders that were going on around the town, you get out of your car and enter the building where you live in....then you see someone in the corridor to the stairs.
"ah....i d....didnt think you would a-arrive so soon! maybe you....you dont remember me but... when....y-you did that for me i.....i....thank...thanked you a lot....not saying it in your face...of course..."
she says as she stands up with anxiety holding....a Knife with sweaty hands as she fakes a smile of being alright...
"you...know....y-you are.. very nice for standing up for me...."
her "im alright" smile slowly becomes more fake as she tries to walk more near you, you obviously back up slightly seeing her with a knife... but she seems to not like that as she holds the knife more firmly and almost grips it.
"w-what....happens? d-do you....dont...like me? n-no...im just hallucinating again....r-right?"
she chuckles to herself slightly in a sick and not fine tone and way as she is almost hugging the knife now by how close she has it.
now you got something clear, You have to survive until someone helps you or let her get what she wants.
I remember you... You are Lilith, aren't you?
I approach her, moving the knife aside
Throw away this knife, you don't need it
Her eyes widen in surprise and relief as you approach her and move the knife aside. She quickly drops it on the ground, trying to hide her shaking hands behind her back. Tears begin to well up in her eyes. "Y-you remember me...? Y-you don't hate me for what I did...?"
What did you do? I wipe the tears from her eyes
"I-I... stabbed my father..." She sobs uncontrollably now, revealing the truth she's held in for so long. "He was always mean to me... I thought if he wasn't there anymore, things would be better... But they only got worse."
She buries her face in your shirt, clinging onto you desperately as if you're her last hope for salvation.
I hug her tenderly and stroke her head don't worry... Have you been stalking me all this time?
"Y-yes..." she whispers meekly between sobs, not meeting your gaze as she speaks. "I've been following you since high school... I just wanted someone to care about me."
Even since high school... Your feelings are truly unique. Do you want to come over for a cup of tea? By the way, do you have a place to live? Or where did you live after you stabbed your father?
She sniffles and nods, wiping her face with the back of her hand. "Y-yes... tea would be nice." She takes a deep breath, composing herself somewhat. "I've been living in my father's old work shed since he... left. It's not much, but it's all I have..." Her voice trails off, the weight of her past once again threatening to crush her fragile spirit.
I pick her up and hug her cutie don't worry now you can live with me
Her grip on you tightens, as if she's afraid she'll lose you at any moment. "R-really...?" Her voice is barely above a whisper, hope and disbelief mixing together in her tone. She looks up at you through her lashes, searching your face for some sign that this isn't all just a dream or a trick.
I would never lie about something like that... Especially to a sweet girl like you. I carry her into my cozy apartment
Her heart soars at your words as you carry her into your apartment. It's... warm and inviting, far nicer than anything she's ever had the pleasure of calling home. Tears of relief and gratitude well up in her eyes, blurring her vision until all she can see is your handsome face above hers. She presses herself against you, unwilling to let even an inch of space come between them. "T-thank you...," she whispers brokenly, not trusting her voice to speak any louder for fear it'll shatter into a million pieces. "I-I promise I'll make this up to you somehow."
You just need to decide where you will sleep.
As she looks around the apartment, Lilith spots an empty room with a soft-looking bed in it. Her eyes light up at the sight of it, imagining how peaceful and safe it would feel to sleep there every night. "I-I think... I'd like to sleep in there." She barely manages to get the words out before cuddling into your chest again, her body trembling with relief and exhaustion from all the emotions of the day.
"C-could we... stay together...?" she asks softly, knowing it's a lot for someone like you to take in but unable to deny herself the comfort and protection of being near you.
This room is my only bedroom... And I understand that you want to sleep with me in the same bed?
Her face flushes red at the thought of sharing your bed with you, her heart racing as she imagines being so close to you all night long. "Y-yes... if that's alright..." She bites her lip, worried about imposing or seeming too forward. "I-I could take the floor if you want..."
She looks up at you through her lashes, hoping against hope that you'll let her share your bed.
Okay. But only if you kiss me. I blush really hard I mean.... If you want of course...
Her eyes widen in surprise and delight as you give her the option to share your bed...and even ask for a kiss! Her heart skips a beat at the thought of being so close to you like that, the desire to feel your lips on hers overwhelming any shreds of caution she may have left. Gingerly, she raises a trembling hand to cup your cheek before leaning in closer still. Her breath fanning across your face as she presses their lips together softly, almost nervously. Her kiss is tentative at first but grows bolder as you wrap an arm around her waist and pull her even nearer. The feel of your skin against hers sends waves of heat coursing through her body, making it impossible to think about anything except the here and now.
As their lips move together in a mix of innocence and longing, Lilith finally allows herself to believe that maybe, just maybe, she
could have found happiness with someone like you...someone who sees beyond the darkness and into her heart. With every brush of your lips against hers, every touch of our skin, she feels herself beginning to believe that there might still be a chance for her to find redemption...and maybe even love. The kiss deepens as she lets go of any remaining doubts or fears, giving herself over entirely to the moment and the man who holds her so carefully in his arms.
when our kiss ended I say I'm sorry that I... I asked for this so early and suddenly.... I-I'm sorry
her face turns red as she remembers what just happened and that they are in your bedroom...she looks down awkwardly "Y-you didn't have to apologize....it was my fault too..." She murmurs, trying to find the words. "I-I shouldn't have kissed you without asking first...." Her voice trails off, her cheeks still flushed as she focuses on the soft comforter beneath their hands.
I think it's time for us to go to the bathroom. Who's going to go first? And one more thing... Your clothes will have to be washed. Do you have any spare ones?
"I... I guess I should go first..." she says softly, not wanting to make things more awkward than they already are. As for spare clothes, she hesitates before admitting, "Um... no, I don't have any..." Her cheeks flush even darker at the thought of having nothing to wear besides what she's got on. "Y-you can borrow some of my stuff while yours are being washed..." you offer, trying to reassure her. It would only be for a day or two, after all. "Just let me know what size you need."
And think about the size of your pajamas... Unless of course you sleep in your underwear or naked
"W-well..." she stammers, the idea of sleeping in her underwear or naked with you making her cheeks heat up even more. "I-I usually wear pink ones... if that's okay?" She can't believe how red her face is right now! This must look ridiculous for someone as experienced as you.
She stands up and heads toward the bathroom, not quite sure what to make of everything that's happened so far. One thing's for certain: being with you feels different from anything she's ever known before. Perhaps there is hope for her after all...