Joseph had been sleeping roughly ever since they got back from the hospital. Days. He lost count. Mostly because nothing else caught his attention the way Danielle innocently strutted around the place in lacy undergarments. Just...legs. All legs. He rubbed his face and groaned under his breath, already feeling his sexual frustration making itself known. Wearing only his boxers was no longer an option. A pair of loose sweatpants helped hide things, but Joseph didn't think he could take much more of this. He sighed and laid face down on his side of the bed miserably.
Danielle hummed quietly to herself as the warm steam of the bathroom kissed her skin, the shades of purple and blue and red that once painted her skin were now gone; the sight making her only more pleased. Pulling on the bun that sat atop her head, she let her long hair fall, combing through it, her fingers picking at it lightly as she parted and styled it appropriately, before turning to the clothes she'd grabbed. Her nose wrinkled slightly at the sight. Her old self really didn't have good fashion sense, but at least she wore decent underwear. Grabbing the pair of black lace panties, she slipped them on before grabbing the henley and doing the same. Sighing as she looked in the mirror, she wrinkled her nose at the charcoal grey material that was obviously too big on her, the collar of the shirt hanging off her shoulder. Fixing her hair once more, she let out a sigh before exiting the bathroom, seeing Jo sprawled out on the bed. Cocking her head curiously, she curled her fingers around the oversized sleeves of the shirt that covered her palms, shuffling over to investigate. "Joey?" She said softly, tilting her head the other way as she stood at the edge of the bed and looked down at his lifeless body. "Are you okay?"
Joseph wearily turned to rest his head on the side, looking up at Danielle and stiffened. That was his shirt. She was wearing his shirt. Possessiveness and arousal stirred in him when he saw the way she wore his oversized shirt hanging off of one shoulder, hands hidden in his sleeve like the picture of innocent temptation. "No," he rasped out, throat suddenly dry. "My, uh...back's just stiff. Long day at work." He cleared his throat. "Good shower?"
Danielle raised her eyebrows slightly at the information, her lower lip sticking out slightly in response. "Oo! I can help! I always got complimented at cheer for my skills." She climbed onto the bed before she lowered herself to sit atop him, her legs straddling and hugging his hips as her knees pressed into the mattress. "Where's it hurt? Lower back?" She guessed, recalling that being were strain often took place from a long day, her thumbs sliding down his spine to rub the muscle. "Oh, and it was okay, yeah. Thanks for asking."
Joseph gave her a questioning look, wondering what skill when Danielle took the initiative to show him. Feeling her warm body pressed against his, their hips slotting together, and knowing that she didn't mean anything sexual by it was probably the worse kind of torture. "Oh, sweet Jesus," he mouthed silently with his eyes screwed shut. He sent a prayer to the heavens for his dick to survive this kind of teasing. On one hand, he could've put a stop to this, make an excuse to prepare dinner or something. But on the other hand, she felt so good on top of him. He could feel nearly everything under her pair of thin ass lacy panties. Didn't help that he's already seen what's under there as well. His cock getting the better of him, Joseph just nodded in response and pressed his face into the bed to muffle his groan.
Danielle kneaded the man's skin firmly, her fingers working in circles as the ran along the dip of his spine. She thought back to the massage trains the girls used to do in cheer after practice, a smile settling on her lips as she let her mind reminisce in the nostalgia. But the sound that vibrated the body beneath her made her freeze; the muscles of her lower body clenching slightly as her eyes focused on him. "Oh... am I... hurting you?" She asked with concern and uncertainty in her voice.
Joseph shook his head in response, moving his arms to rest his head under them, muscles in his back rippling and flexing under Danielle's hands. The triskelion tattoo stared up at her. "Nah, you're great," Joseph assured her. He shifted his hips slightly and immediately regretted it when the friction tempted him to keep moving. "I'm just...really, really stiff."
Danielle watched the muscles in Jo's back flex and curve as he moved, the sight of it making her pause as she found her mind wandering what other activities could cause it to move in such a way. She was pulled from her thoughts as his hips shifted, his body brushing against her center. She inhaled deeply as she felt her body react to him, her teeth clenching as she tried to ignore the feeling in the pit of her pelvis as she continued to work at his back, pressing more firmly as she cleared her throat and nodded. "Yeah.. I'm- I mean, working on it. Helping and stuff. I mean, I'm.. trying at least."
Joseph couldn't help but tease her, even in his state. He tossed a roguish look over his shoulder at her and practically purred out, "harder."
Danielle looked up at him warily, his tone making her skin vibrate before she nodded quietly and complied, her thumbs pressing significantly harder into his muscle, rubbing circles. "Is... be- I mean.. is that better?" She stammered, biting her lip as she mentally scolded herself. Why was she acting this way?
Joseph wasn't even thinking clearly anymore. Higher level thinking eluded him as blood traveled south. He let out a pleased sigh, shifting his hips. "S'alot better," he murmured. Joseph didn't even feel bad anymore about taking advantage of her innocent help. He missed those hands on him far too much.
Danielle squeezed her eyes shut as his hips shifted again, the moving of his body between her legs, rubbing up against her and making the swirling feeling inside her only greater. She felt her heart rate pick up, her tongue tracing over her lip as she could only manage a broken sound of acknowledgement, her hands continuing to massage him.
Joseph looked over his shoulder curiously at the sound and then it clicked for him. "A little higher, baby," he husked, rolling his hips to see how it would affect her.
Danielle swallowed the thickness his words left, the simple term of endearment making her insides seem to constrict. But then his hips rolled beneath her and Danielle felt something travel through her body, striking her center. She needed to get herself together. Doing her best to keep her face even and neutral, she slid her hands up higher, continuing to knead the tissue as she looked up at him to see if she was doing okay.
Joseph made a low and pleased growl in the back of his throat. It didn't seem like she was all too bothered by it, and Christ it gave his cock some much needed relief, so he kept grinding his hips into the bed. "Good girl," he murmured.
Danielle 's eyes fell closed at the sound, her quickening pulse fighting against the breaths she was trying so hard to keep even. His rolling hips and murmured words sent another feeling through her, her abdomen tightening. Her hands paused, laying flat as she pushed herself up to climb off him. "I.. should do the- I mean there's still.." Her eyes closed, quieting herself as she took a breath. "Dishes. Yeah."
Joseph nodded, his darkened hazel eyes looking her up and down. "Uh huh, sure." He licked his lips. "Thanks for the massage." And another hard on, he added in his head. Joseph was nearing that point where the tension was getting uncomfortable and had to press himself firmly against the bed. When her hands stopped moving, he lost an excuse to shift his hips. Her spread legs on top of him was driving the poor guy crazy. Joseph buried his face into his arms and groaned quietly. Now he could either try to make it to the bathroom and take care of himself or wait for it to go away. ...Nope, he was definitely past the point of it going away by itself. His only choice was to wait for an opportunity when Danielle was distracted.
Danielle stared at his face for a long moment as his eyes moved, her gaze falling to his lips as his tongue ran across them. With a slightly raised brow, she could only manage a small nod in response before lifting a leg to climb off him. As her feet came down on the floor, she froze, feeling a wetness between her legs that caused her face to flush. Oh my gosh. The groan made her brows furrow, looking at him in question. "Wait is it not better? I can.. Yeah." She bit her lip, scolding herself because the last place she needed to be was on top of him again.
Joseph perked up at her half-formed suggestion. Better now than never to push those boundaries. He rolled over onto his back with his knees propped up to make his erection less noticeable. "Yeah, ya know...this part's just killin' me." He rubbed the front of his neck, stretching it side to side.
Danielle furrowed her brows at him, staring curiously at the spot. "O-oh, okay." She toyed with the thought briefly as to how to do this. She didn't want to... open her legs, because it could possibly give her... current state away, and that'd just be embarrassing. But she wasn't sure she could get to the spot correctly otherwise. Biting her lip, she crawled up the bed until she was next to him, her knees pressing into the bed as she leaned over him and pressed her hand to his neck, brushing the area lightly at first in order to see if it was the right area. "Here?" She asked softly, her fingers beginning to slowly knead the general area tenderly, not realizing that with her current position and a top that was too big for her, one could see straight down her shirt.
Joseph sounded a low growl of approval in his throat as his gaze swept down her neck and under his shirt Danielle was wearing. Joseph's eyes shot back up to hers. "A little to the left." He placed his palm against her hip, thumb brushing the jut of bone lightly before pushing her gently to center herself on top of him.
Danielle felt her face flush with warmth, her skin seeming to burn at his touch. Inhaling, she complied, her lifting over to press into the other side of him as she straddled his torso, her legs hugging his ribcage. She moved her hand over more to the left, raising an eyebrow slightly. "Is that.. better?"
Joseph gave her an extremely self-satisfied grin, one side of his lips raising higher than the other as her breasts swayed from the movement. "Much better, babe." His other hand came up to adjust the hem of her shirt back up to her hips, covering more skin maybe, but giving him an excuse to smooth his hand along the dip of her spine.
Danielle could only manage a small smile knowing that she was helping, her body making the ability to focus almost impossible. Her spine arched slightly at his touch, her hand faltering in it's rhythmic pattern slightly before regaining the smooth movements as she kept her gaze on his chest, even if her eyes were far off elsewhere.
Joseph searched her body language to see how she felt about it and didn't find signs of rejection. Emboldened by her reaction to his touch, he pressed his hand firmly against her lower back and pushed down for her to sit on him. "C'mere, kneeling like that can't be very comfortable."
Danielle would've fought against him if she could've, but the man was much stronger than she'd ever be, and Danielle hadn't exactly found her past-self's strength yet. As her lower half pressed down onto his bare torso, she felt her face heat up, the wetness pressing into her. Swallowing, she glanced up at his face only for the briefest second before returning back to idly staring elsewhere, afraid she wasn't the only one who could feel it.
Joseph hid a smirk when his speculations were confirmed, feeling her hot against him. He licked his lips again, seeing her flustered expression, and palmed her thighs. It was his idea of calming her, but in hindsight that probably wasn't the effect he gave.
Danielle inhaled as his large hands moved over her thighs, her hips shifting as they went to squirm, her brow furrowing in response as she did her best to stop it. Her fingers pressed into his neck more, kneading the tissue for another moment before pausing, swallowing and giving him a curious look. "Is it.. Um.. does it still hurt?"
Joseph thought of his neglected cock that had gone unattended, because his girlfriend was now all cute and innocent. He could feel himself twitching to be inside of her, and if it weren't for those sweats it'd be poking into her lower back. "It's not gettin' better. Any other ideas?" He kneaded his thumbs higher up her thighs, sorely tempted to reach in between her legs where she was pressed against him.
Danielle felt actual frustration adding to her physical kind, a slight concern fueling her mind as she thought. "I... Um.. Oh!" Her brows lifted at the idea, her hips lifting at the same time as she went to move off him. "I can heat up a towel and you can hold it there. Heat's really good for muscle strain."
Joseph groaned, pausing all of his movements and falling back into bed. Maybe she really just wasn't into it. Might've been his girlfriend's body responding to him, but mentally she wasn't in the same place anymore. The whole amnesia thing was throwing him off, he was more unsure of himself, which was really uncommon for him. The last thing he wanted to do was freak her out by being a brute. Rubbing his neck to removing the lingering sensation of her hands, Joseph nodded. "Sure, babe. Let's try that."
Danielle nodded quietly and rolled off the bed, pausing to adjust the hem of her panties before she went off to grab a hand towel, throwing it in the dryer for a few minutes before she returned. Taking a seat on the edge of the bed next to him, she pressed the warm cloth to his neck, her other hand resting on his chest as she looked at him, searching his face for any hint it was better. "How's that?"
Joseph slowly shook his head, staring up at her with still darkened eyes. While he was left for a few minutes, he debated with himself before thinking fuck it. He had to find out instead of pussying around. He took her hand on his chest and pulled her on top of him then rolled them over in bed, so she could feel exactly what needed some relief with it pressed to her upper thigh. Lower his nose to nudge hers, Joseph husked, "much better."
Danielle hadn't the chance to process anything until she was staring up at her boyfriend, her lips parting to speak but the hardness that was pressed into her thigh allowing nothing but a shuddered breath to escape. "Good." Her nose dragged against his as her chin tilted to just barely brush her lips against his, afraid of somehow overstepping a boundary he had, despite the man's cock being pressed against her,
Joseph batted her legs apart and rolled his hips into hers as he surged forward to meet her lips firmly. The fabric of his sweats pushed and tugged on Danielle's lacy underwear as he settled himself in between her legs, rutting against her impatiently. His hand palmed up her body, squeezing her breast over the henley before caressing her neck as his lips heatedly sought hers out.
Danielle was almost taken by surprised at how his lips felt on hers; two weeks living with the guy and this was very new. But without a beat her body reciprocated, lips slotting perfectly with his because maybe her mind didn't hold the memories but her body surely remembered what to do. A muffled sound escaped between their melding lips, Danielle's hands moving to the warmth of his skin as, her fingers sliding up his ribs as her legs wrapped around his hips to hold him down against her.
Joseph wanted to pin her down by her throat and take her right there, but he restrained himself from doing so, his more reasonable head reminding him that to Danielle, this would be their first time. His legs pushed up to get more leverage, wrapping arms around the petite girl and easily lifting her up and into his lap as he sat down. He nuzzled his face along the side of her neck. "C'mere, baby girl," he murmured.
Danielle smiled softly as she was pulled into his neck and he murmured quiet words against her skin, her fingers threading through the hair at the base of his neck. Her back arched to press her body against his, her hands sliding down to rest against his chest as her head ducked to nudge his nose and let out a soft hum before her lips found his once again. Despite the coziness, her body still craved the friction, her hips rocking into his as she grinded her lower half down onto his lap.
Joseph accommodated that by slipping his hand into her panties and rubbing her clit with his other arm locked around her hips to hold her in place. The back of his own hand brushed his painfully stiff cock, making him groan as his mouth was pressed to hers. He was trying the whole going slow thing for Danielle's benefit, but Joseph didn't think he could last much longer.
Danielle 's eyes fell closed, her forehead pressing to his as her breath caught, a sound rolling from the back of her throat but was suppressed as she bit her own lip, uncertain as to whether making sound was appropriate or not at the moment. Shallow breaths left her lungs as her fingers slipped beneath the waistband of Joseph's sweatpants, caressing over his hard shaft as her lips kissed up his jawline to his ear.
Joseph rubbed Danielle's clit faster in encouragement. A choked sound rose in his throat, cutting off the first part of her name. "--Elle." He kissed her neck, nipping at the skin. "Ellie," he breathed out. "Keep goin', baby."
Danielle twisted her wrist to push her hand down Joseph's cock once her fingers had wrapped around it. A soft sound was lost in the harsh breath she released against his ear, her teeth catching his earlobe and sucking as she pumped him in her hand; his words only encouraging her hand to work faster, and sending a sensation down her spine.
Joseph pushed her back down onto the bed by her shoulder, yanking his sweats and boxers down in one swift motion. He spread her legs and buried his head in between them, kissing and biting her inner thighs. His hands kept them pinned, thumbs messaging the area.
Danielle let out a soft whimper as she looked down at him, her eyes fluttering shut while her hips pressed upwards, one hand slipping under the fabric of her shirt to toy with her breast, kneading it and tugging lightly on her own nipple.
Joseph moves upward to kiss her navel, tongue dipping under the waistband of her panties before completely pulling it off. He nuzzled Danielle in between her legs, kissing and licking her clit. He growled, opening his mouth wide and taking a deep lick of her wet pussy.
Danielle 's hips squirmed at his touch involuntarily, her teeth digging into her lip to quiet her moan. Her fingers dug in harder to her chest, squeezing her nipple and letting out sounds mixed of whimpers and pants as her body continued to writhe about, her free hand gripping the sheets of the bed.
Joseph didn't care if the stubble on his chin scratched too roughly at her skin. He pushed his tongue deep inside of her and was determined to eat her out until she was bucking against his face. One arm wrapped around her leg where he could rest his hand on her lower navel and rub her clit using his thumb. The position was too low for him, so Joseph yanked her hips up into the air with him, leaving Danielle's head and shoulders the only part of her body laying flat on their bed as her legs hung over his shoulders. Much more satisfied with this, he squeezed and supported her ass while he continued tonguing her.
Danielle let out a yelp of surprise as he changed his position, surprise and concern washing over her. "I mean you- if you don't want to you don'-" but her words melted into a sound of pleasure, her eyes watching him as her lids grew heavy, while her arms pressed into the bed to support herself. She let out another small sound as he squeezed her ass, her hips shifting because of it, the slight movement with his tongue inside her only helping. "Oh my-" She breathed out, her hips jerking slightly as they began to grind against his touch.
Joseph smiled and nuzzled her thigh before looking down hungrily at her and wrapping his lips around her clit. Digging his fingers into the sides of her ass, Joseph flicked his tongue rapidly over her clit as he sucked rhythmically on it. "Oh, I want to, baby." He growled against Danielle, hot breaths caressing her slit. "I definitely want to." If his verbalized desire wasn't proof enough, there was always his ripened cock hanging heavily in between his legs, a load of precum seeping from the tip.
Danielle lifted her hips involuntarily closer to him, letting out a shuddered moan as his tongue assaulted her clit. With furrowed brows, she felt a foreign and yet familiar heat pooling up in the pit of her stomach, her hips lifting further in encouragement as her hand reached for his cock, taking hold of it as her thumb rubbed it's tip before she began stroking it again, losing the even rhythm quickly as her body twitched. "I- I'm-" She began, losing her words in a series of moans as her spine arched.
Joseph jerked his hips forward when she touched him and groaned into her, sending vibrations through her body. He rapidly brought her closer to the edge, feeling it in the way she writhed under his touch. His hand spanked the side of her ass sharply then gripped it possessively.
Danielle 's hand tightened around Joseph's cock, squeezing it as she felt a heat rip through her, her small frame shuddering while her hips bucked up, a long groan rolling from her throat. Her body went from stiff to slack as her chest heaved up and down, her hand resuming it's stroking as she looked up to him.
Joseph licked his lips and smirked with a smugness he hadn't felt for a while. Bringing his girl to orgasm boosted his ego like nothing else could. He lowered her back down but kept her legs slung over his shoulders, putting that cheerleader flexibility to good use by folding her in on herself as he moved to kiss her. Joseph reached down to guide his cock to her soaked entrance, rubbing himself wet before thrusting inside.
Danielle tilted her chin upwards to meet his lips, tasting the remnants of herself in the kiss. Danielle's eyes could've rolled into the back of her head as he pushed into her, a breath catching in her throat. She would've expected pain, but with her experienced body, she felt nothing but a pleasurable sensation as he filled her, her muscles tightening around him as her arms found their way around her legs, holding them down for him in attempted help.
Joseph was able to brace himself on his arms with Danielle's help. This way he was able to push the full length of his cock in and out of her in deep strokes. He'd been at his limit for a while now and had to move slowly if he wanted to last longer. Nuzzling her neck, he pressed kisses along it and up towards her ear, tickling it lightly with his uneven panting.
Danielle The corners of her lips twitched up into a smile at the soft puffs of breath that kissed her skin, teeth digging into her lip as she felt a wave of pleasure wash over her. "Sh- mmm.." She mumbled quietly, her stomach tightening all over again. Turning her cheek slightly, she caught his earlobe, sucking on the skin before moaning against his ear.
Joseph made a choked sound, picking up the pace of his thrusts. He bit down on her neck, growling, "c'mere, baby girl. You're mine." Hips slapped wetly against hers as his cock pounded harder into her pussy, bouncing her up higher on the bed with each push.
Danielle closed her eyes to keep them from rolling back in her head, a sensation seeming to coat every vertebrae of her spine from the heavy words that left Jo's lips. "I-" Danielle found herself at a loss for words, only managing a sound of confirmation as she let her heels dig into his shoulderb blades, her head tilting back as she let out a ragged sound.
Joseph sucked and bit her neck until it started to bruise, fighting the urge to blow his load. When he couldn't fight it any longer, Joseph gripped Danielle's neck and pinned her down by her throat possessively as his thrusts became more frantic, guttural sounds escaping his mouth. The tightly coiled heat burst inside of him, shooting his cum inside of Danielle with repeated jerks of his cock. "Oh, fuck." He nuzzled his face against the mark he left, his body dropping on her like a wall of muscle.
Danielle breathed shallowly, her folded thighs protecting her from Joseph's weight as he collapsed on top of her. Raising her hand, she combed her fingers through his hair. Her mind replayed images of just moments earlier, the feeling of his hand tight around her throat still lingering even now. Swallowing, she looked over his face, a tiny smile on the corner of her mouth. "I... well are you feeling better now?" She asked, playing on the whole 'issue' of earlier.
Joseph barked out a tired and amused laugh, momentarily spent. "Yeah, baby. I'm all good now," came the satisfied drawl. He leaned up to kiss the quirk of her lips then realized he was still buried inside of her when he shifted. Raising his eyebrows mischievously with a lazy roll of his hips, he asked, "and you? How you doin', hm?"
Danielle smiled, a hint of a smirk hidden within it as she eyed him. "Good, glad to hear it." She inhaled a breath as he shifted, her chin lifting as his hips rolled and trying to appear as unaffected as possible, which failed rather miserably. "Mhm.." She nodded, swallowing down the lump growing in her throat. "M'good."
Joseph maneuvered himself past her legs to let them rest back onto the bed and captured her lips with his, nipping at them playfully. He brushed her long hair behind her ear, a tender action that he would rarely show anyone else but the girl laying under him. "That's good," he echoed, using that same hand to palm down the side of her neck then cup her breast.
Danielle let her legs drop thankfully, flexing and stretching them fully, causing her body to arch up momentarily before dropping back onto the mattress. She gave him a small smile, her cheeks heating up and turning the skin a soft red before her eyes dropped, following his hand. Raising her gaze back to him, she pressed her own palm to his neck, brushing his skin in response as she looked him over, trying to get a read on the situation from his features.
Joseph realized that she was taking his lead, so he smiled affectionately. "C'mere, Ellie." He nudged their noses together, laying soft kisses on her lips. His stubble scratched at her face as he did so. His body was basking in grateful relief, sexual frustration ebbing, but he was far from done. Breast in hand, he kneaded it firmly, making his intentions known.
Danielle smiled at his use of her name, the small things like that the girl had become so grateful for when it came to the people around her, especially him. Her hand slid from his neck to his hair, knotting her fingers in the dark strands and giving them light tugs, her nose wrinkling at his scruff against her skin, though she couldn't help but like it. Letting out a hum, she kissed along the underside of his jaw, giving it a soft bite before peeking up at him. "So is that...how it usually is for us?"
Joseph chuckled at her question that took him about two weeks to answer and shook his head slowly with a roguish grin. "There's always more if you want it." He leaned down to nudge her jaw up and kissed the mark he left on her neck, already starting to leave another one beside it while rolling her nipple between his fingers.
Danielle 's brows in a fluster of curiosity and surprise at his remark. "More? O-" Her words fell apart to a content sigh as his lips began to suck on her skin and toy with her breast. Her hand slipped under the hem of her shirt, finding her other breast and tugging on her nipple lightly before her eyes looked for Jo's, her teeth digging into her lip momentarily before giving him a small nod and lifting her head to kiss his lips.
Joseph grinned in response. For a second he was about to tug his henley off of her but thought better of it, liking when she wore his things. He pulled the low collar of it down, stretching it to uncover her nipple and taking it into his mouth, circling his tongue around it.
Danielle let out a soft whimper, her eyes staying on him momentarily before her head fell back and her hips started squirming, lifting up against his, fueled by the dull ache in her abdomen that craved him. "Jo.." She whined quietly, her fingers pinching her nipple harder to try and ease the teasing sensation his mouth left.
Joseph blinked, hearing his name like that fall from her lips. Past and present briefly collided. He knew the girl he loved had changed, but it still sparked the small hope in him that things would return to normal. A bittersweet pang filled his chest, and he rose back up to kiss her with all the love he had for her, shifting inside of her when he moved.
Danielle rose her eyebrows in curiosity, a smile spreading over her lips as her arms found their way around his neck to keep him close to her, questioning slightly where the sudden action came from, but enjoying it all the same. Her legs were next to wrap around him securely, her small frame clinging to his as she pulled back just enough to breathe, the side of her nose rubbing his.
Joseph rolled them over so she rested on top of him, not having to worry about crushing her underneath him. He combed his fingers through her hair then cradled the back of her head to kiss her some more, sliding his tongue along her lower lip.
Danielle enveloped the tip of his tongue with her lips, giving it a small nip before sucking on it and coaxing it into her own mouth. Her hips slowly rocked against his, grinding down as her body pressed close to his, soaking in his body heat.
Joseph played with her hair, humming from the pleasure she sent through his tongue. His hands traveled down to her ass, gripping it firmly. He tried to push the thought out of his head. There was no way things would ever go back to how they were. All he could do was accept Danielle for who she was now. Joseph rocked his hips with hers, his body having an easier time melding with her than his mind. He still loved her, yearned for her. Danielle was also the girl he promised to be there for, slow danced with, even shared Maroon 5. He just had to remind himself of that. But Danielle needed these things too. She needed to know that no matter what happens, he'd never abandon her. And Joseph had to show her that.
Danielle almost giggled as he grabbed her ass, her hips jerking back to press it further into his hands contradicting the slight nervous laughter. A sudden wash of slight confidence washed over her, and she knew she had to take advantage of it now before it faded. Reaching back, her hands pulled his off her, planting a kiss on his lips before she moved south, her palm pressing flush to his torso, dragging it down in the wake that her mouth left on his skin. As she reached his cock, her fingers curled around it, tongue tracing along its tip and down its length. As her lips swarmed around its head, her big blue eyes looked up at him, sucking.
Joseph widened his eyes, not expecting her to do that at all but very appreciative all the same. His darkened hazel eyes met hers, biting his lower lip from the sensations already making their way up his half-hard cock. "Oh, good girl," he murmured and stroked his fingers through her hair.
Danielle felt a twinge run through at the words of encouragement, her eyes falling shut briefly while her tongue ran up his length, taking it in her mouth as she began to bob her head, her hand stroking along and tending to the base of his cock. Her eyes reopened to focus on his face, watching his reaction as her mouth moved further down his cock.
Joseph felt his jaw going slack and dropping a little, lips parted from the pleasure she was giving him. He responded by hardening quickly, growing thicker and longer in Danielle's mouth as she bobbed up and down on it. "Yeah, just like that, baby." He took a handful of hair in his fists, partially to keep it out of her face, partially because he was fighting the urge to ram his cock down her throat.
Danielle could feel his cock twitching in her mouth, the shaft swelling against her hollowed cheeks. She let out a soft moan as his hands fisted into her hair, the vibrations traveling up towards its base. His hands in her hair along with his words only encouraged her more, pushing him deeper into her mouth, sliding into her throat.
Joseph jerked his hips involuntarily, the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat. "Ahh--fuck, baby." He got himself under control, tightening his grip in her hair. "Damn, you feel so good," Joseph husked with arousal coating his low voice. "You wanna fit all of me in you? Hm?"
Danielle moaned against his cock as his hips accidentally jerked forward and hit the back of her throat, the feeling and whole idea around it making her even more wet than she already was. She looked up at him with her usual big, blue, innocent eyes, the slightest glint of lust hinting within them as she nodded slightly, letting out a sound of affirmation.
Joseph pushed down on the back of her head, eager for it to happen. That wide eyed innocence was really starting to play on Joseph's dominance to claim her as his own in the most primal of fashions. He could almost believe that he was the only person Danielle would remember being with like this, her first of sorts. It sparked a protective streak in him as well. "C'mere, baby girl...take as much as you can. Show me how much you want it."
Danielle attempted to open her mouth wider to accommodate the man, inhaling deeply through her nose as she attempted to push him deeper, the heavy hand that pushed down on her head helping much more than anything else would've. Her stomach clenched as her body reacted negatively at first, protesting against whatever was intruding down her throat, but as she closed her eyes, refusing to pull back, she felt it begin to settle, letting out a sound against his cock before trying to push him even deeper.
Joseph exhaled raggedly, the feeling of her snugly clenching his cock being overwhelmingly delicious. He made an encouraging sound, nodding his head and licking his lips. "Yeah, that's right. Just like that, baby." His hips began to rock upwards into her mouth as his hands pushed down, rubbing the tip of his cock up and down her throat. She was tight, hot and wet, the perfect combination that left him throbbing. Her lips wrapped around his cock was the image that kept those two weeks he spent alone with his hand bearable. Experiencing the actual thing was like finding an oasis in the middle of a desert.
Danielle felt her eyes close as they began to roll, her body reacting surprisingly, a heat curling between her legs and aching; the fact that Joseph was fucking her throat being one she was possibly too eager and pleased with. Her mouth enveloped more of his cock as he pressed down her throat, her body's reflexes reacting again as she gagged, keeping herself down thanks to his hand. With a soft whimper the girl found her hand traveling down her body without a thought, her fingers circling her clit.
Joseph pulled at her hair, getting more aggressive from seeing Danielle enjoying such a submissive act. He pulled out just long enough for her to catch her breath, rubbing the head of his cock against her lips before plunging recklessly back down her throat.
Danielle gasped as he pulled out, her lungs sucking in air. Her tongue reached out to lick Joseph's tip while it nuzzled her lips, puckering them to kiss it teasingly. She found herself surprised by how much she enjoyed the lack of sensuality in his actions, but maybe it was just their thing. Regardless she was more than willing to follow along with whatever he pleased. A moan was muffled by the cock down her throat, her chin lifting in attempt to take all she could as the walls of her throat squeezed around him.
Joseph held her down with one hand at the back of her head, a smug smirk on his face as he palmed her bulging throat filled with his throbbing cock. He wanted to feel himself moving so deeply inside of her. It was a powerful and flattering sensation to know Danielle wanted to give this to him, let him do as he pleased with her body.
Danielle looked up at him while his hand ran over her throat, her tongue twitching under him as her big eyes read his smirk, the sight sending a spark through her body. Her fingers rubbed faster, a mix of a whimper and a moan rolling in her filled throat, her eyes staying glued to him as she attempted to push forward, her body resisting, causing her to choke.
Joseph didn't let up, continuing to fuck her as she choked, the motions squeezing his cock in a way he couldn't resist. He cupped her cheek with the hand that was at her neck, brushing his thumb along it as he looked into her eyes. "Shh, baby. You can do it." He coaxed gently in contrast to the way he was shoving his dick down her throat. "Good girl."
Danielle 's eyes involuntarily teared. The sound of his cock hitting her throat only made her moan, attempting to open her jaw wider even if it didn't seem possible. Her eyelids grew heavy with lust as she tried aiding in his rhythm, her fingers moving down from her clit to slip inside her, curling as her fingers moved at the same pace his hips did.
Joseph grunted from the exertion of repeated thrusting but couldn't stop when he felt like he was getting close to blowing his load. "Y-yeah, keep going," he panted, a strong sound of pleasure rumbling from his chest. Tension coiled in his lower body, heat enveloping the base of his cock. His abs strained from the effort of holding it back, a light sheen of sweat making them glisten. "Make me cum, baby," he groaned. "Show me how much you want it."
Danielle forced her head forward despite the choking and gagging her body was greatly protesting with, her nose so close it could practically nuzzle his pelvic region. Despite her tearing eyes, she kept her eyes up on him, watching his reaction and expression as his cock twitched in her mouth, her brows furrowing together from her fingers moving fast inside her, the heel of her palm hitting her clit repeatedly, sending a wave of moans to vibrate down his shaft.
Joseph panted faster, his breath catching when he felt Danielle moan around him, tingling the sensitive head of his cock and traveling through his body. "Shit, baby...just like that. I--fuck, you feel so good." He fisted her hair tightly the closer he got. His eyes narrowed, almost closing, but he kept them open to hold her gaze. His cock jerked unexpectedly, giving Danielle no warning for the hot strands of cum that shot down her throat. Joseph's hips fell back onto the bed, pulling himself from deep inside of her but still remaining in her mouth, filling it quickly as he came against her tongue.
Danielle Every time Joseph's grip got tighter on her hair, Danielle would only moan again, her stomach clenching from the rush this all gave her. And then she felt the heat in her throat, her lips clamping down around his cock as he came in her mouth, some dripping down the side of his cock. Doing her best to swallow the majority of it, she wrapped her fingers around the base, her tongue licking up the spillage. Once she'd licked him clean, her lips pressed a single kiss to it's head before she crawled up beside him, a proud smile hinting on her lips for feeling like she'd done some good.
Joseph pulled her closer with an arm around her waist, hand at her neck guiding her to his lips. "Mm, good girl," he praised, nuzzling her nose then giving her a series of soft kisses. He squeezed her ass playfully, giving it a light spank before rubbing his hand over it then towards the front and in between her legs where she left off. Dipping his fingers inside of her, Joseph curled them into her heat as he kissed her over and over.
Danielle jerked as his hand came down on her ass, her legs pressing together as she squirmed and let out a small sound at the feeling. His lips muffled the content sound she sighed into the kiss as his fingers found their way inside her, her body leaning in more to his as her hips pressed into the bed. Her lips broke from his, letting out a moan before she met his neck, kissing up the length of it to his ear, kissing right below the earlobe.
Joseph shoved her down beside him with her back flush against his front. His still-hard cock poked at the back of her thighs, so he lifted her leg to enter her from behind, not meeting any resistance because how wet she was. Joseph curled around her, nipping and sucking on Danielle's ear as he returned his hand in between her legs and rubbed her clit vigorously.
Danielle 's eyes could've rolled back in her head at the feeling of getting it from behind, the different position seeming to heighten every stroke and wave of pleasure. "O-Oh.." She gasped, her head tilting back to lean against his shoulder while her hand gripped the back of his neck. "Fu-- Ugh baby.. Yeah." She moaned openly, her nails digging into his skin as her hips moved back against his, her leg fighting to drop and close over her clit as he rubbed it.
Joseph had to move as fast as he could, knowing that his dick wouldn't stay hard for long after already cumming twice. He pinned Danielle to him with an arm around her throat, easily thrusting deep inside her pussy. His hips slapped loudly against her ass with every push, an irresistible sound to Joseph's ears. The way she held onto him only encouraged his aggressiveness, nuzzling the side of her neck before biting down hard on it to leave his mark.
Danielle couldn't last much longer, especially when ever little detail made her clench around him more. "Ba-" Her words turned into moans, the heat in her core seeming to become unbearable as her body jerked involuntarily. "Righ-- Yeah. Don't sto--" Her head pressed hard on his shoulder, one hand gripping his neck still tightly while the other held onto the forearm around her own throat, nails digging deeper into his flesh. "I'm-- fuck." Ellie felt herself tip over the edge, the heat and pressure that'd sat in her abdomen flooding her body as her back arched and her orgasm ripped through her, leaving nothing behind but heaving chests and a whispered sigh of her boyfriend's name.
Joseph lapped at the indentations his teeth left on her neck, soothing the reddened skin. Bringing his girl to orgasm felt almost as good as having one himself. With his arm still around her throat, his other hand slid under his henley she was wearing to knead one of her breasts gently. "Mm, good girl," he murmured into her ear. "C'mere, baby." Joseph kissed along her neck and shoulder, spooning her hips while still inside of her.
Danielle shifted, her hips fitting against his as her eyelids slowly fell shut. Her arm reached back tugging on his side to keep him close to her as she leaned back into him, a hum of content vibrating in her throat as he touched her. Sliding her hand back and forth over the arm that toyed with her breast, she sighed, turning her head to place a kiss at his jaw, nuzzling the bone. "Hi." She said softly as her eyes peeked up at him, craning her neck to place a kiss on the corner of his mouth before her head tilted back again and settled on his shoulder once more.
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Joseph enveloped her in his bigger frame, leaving small, affectionate kisses wherever he could reach. "Hey there," he replied in a tone that matched hers. The words "I love you" almost made their way unbidden past his lips, but he redirected them just in time to exhale through his nose as a sigh. It was a moment he didn't want to ruin by instilling doubt in her mind that he was thinking only of her past self. He closed his eyes and enjoyed her light touches, nuzzling the nape of her neck and taking in her scent.
Danielle leaned into him even more, wanting nothing more than to turn around and bury into him. Instead she kept her hands just touching him, tracing light patterns on the skin of his arm. "You know..." She started off, feeling her face flush red as she peeked over her shoulder at him briefly in a shy manner before she resumed focusing on what she drew along his tan skin. "If this is what it takes to make you feel better... I mean... Pfft..." A bashful smile spread across her lips as she kept her head down. "I mean I'm always here to help."
Joseph chuckled, turning her head back toward him by her chin and pressed more kisses to her lips. "Yeah? You are pretty helpful that way." Rolling Danielle over, he rested his forehead against hers with a cheeky grin. "I get pretty stressed after work. That's usually when I pick you up from school."
Danielle faced him, a smile spreading on her face as their heads pressed together. "Oh yeah? I'm probably gross and sweaty after cheer practice. Does that turn you on or something, Joey?" She let out a small giggle of amusement, her chin lifting slightly to nudge his nose. "I mean... are we... Tell me about us? Please? Sex wise, I guess. Or not. I just.... I wanna hear stuff."
Joseph nudged back. "That's good, you'll be all warmed up for a workout of our own." He smirked suggestively. He blinked curiously, trying to figure out what she wanted. "We cook a lot together. Ya got me all domesticated 'n stuff, and I lament the loss of my badassery every day." His fingers lightly traced the skin of her shoulder, trailing down her arm. "Every Monday I make meatballs for you. One time someone recommended jelly filled meatballs." He smiled wryly. "It was a decision we both deeply regretted."
Danielle pressed her face to his neck, smiling at the the memories. "You're badassery days, huh?" She giggled softly, nuzzling him as she pecked at his skin softly with kisses. "You're not a badass. You're like a teddy bear." She pulled back, her eyes examining his face before her fingertip booped his nose lightly. "But a lot prettier." She added, a chaste smirk spreading over her lips. "Can we do that again sometime?" She asked, pausing as she caught herself. "Cook. I mean."
Joseph scrunched up his nose, mock offended that Danielle didn't believe he was a badass once upon a time. Aside from the recent mass murder he led in Chicago. Eh, details. He cuddled her much like a giant teddy bear and rubbed his stubble all over her face playfully. "Keep callin' me pretty and I'll do a lot more than just cook with you in the kitchen, sweetheart." He drawled with a sly quirk of his eyebrow.
Danielle let out a light squeal of laughter as his stubble assaulted her, giggling as she attempted to simultaneously push him away and hold onto him. "Don't be a butthead!" She laughed, pressing her face to his chest to protect it from the man. Danielle's eyes bounced back and forth between his, attempting to understand what he meant before it all finally clicked, a smile widening over her face. "I mean... Is that a threat or a promise?"
Joseph barked out a laugh. She'd never called him a butthead before. Profanity used to flow from her lips without a second thought. He brushed Danielle's sex mussed hair with his fingers then kissed the girl's forehead. "Heh, it'd be the most enjoyable threat I've ever made, that's for sure." Instead of bothering to crawl under the sheets, he pulled it over and wrapped them like a burrito. "You're stuck with me now," he joked. "What're you gonna do?"
Danielle smiled warmly at his laugh, it being a nice sound to hear. Her eyes closed as his fingers combed her hair, letting out a content sigh. Danny or Danielle, playing/touching her hair was always something that could get to her. Giggling as he wrapped them in the sheet, she looked down at their bodies before finding Jo's face, her head shaking in a simple manner. "Mmmm.. nothing." She hummed, nuzzling him happily. "I like being stuck with you. You're my favorite. Wouldn't wanna be anywhere else."
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Joseph curled around her protectively, his breathing evening out. He continued to play with her hair gently, knowing that Danny liked it when he did. The last conversation with her before the accident came flashing back, and he had to force himself to push it away. What's done was done. As much as he regretted it, there was nothing he could do except focus on the present. Joseph kissed the top of Danielle's head. "I'm glad to hear it," he murmured honestly.
Danielle letting out a content sound, nuzzling into him as she listened to the soft rhythm of his heart. "Mmm... M'glad you're glad." She mumbled, the sounds of fatigue and future dreams laced within her words. Her eyelids opened slowly, pulling back enough to look at him, her finger lifting to slowly trace along his face, a thoughtful smiling surfacing. "So um. What else about us? Did we... well did we have future plans? Or did we ever talk about it. Like... I don't know, marriage or kids or something?"
Joseph literally paused everything he was doing, including breathing. He looked down at the girl in his arm, blinking uncomprehendingly. "I...didn't realize you wanted to get married. Or have kids." He felt about as graceful as a drunk Irishman trying to walk in a straight line while he was trying to navigate this conversation. Then he realized they didn't use protection, and Danielle probably hadn't been taking birth control, much less knew she was on it. He swallowed thickly. "Uh...do you want kids?"
Danielle raised her eyebrows in surprise at his response. "Wait we... I mean we never spoke of that? I'm sorry. Oh my gosh this must be so awkward." She sat up slightly, looking at him with wide eyes. "I just... I mean I kind of assumed. I mean we're..." Her hand lifted, gesturing around the apartment. "And the pets and. I mean..." She felt her cheeks grow red, chewing on her lip as she ran her fingers through her hair. "I mean... I always wanted them, yeah. I always liked kids.And the idea of being a mom was a nice one. Even if I messed up on a job, I figured the most important one was just being a mom and stuff. Why? Do you... not?"
Joseph chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his neck. "I've...never really thought about lil' runts of my own." In fact, he never really thought about where he wanted his life to lead with Danny. All he knew was that he wanted her in it. But kids...kids made him uneasy. For good reason. He'd trafficked so many little kids to drug cartels to be their mules that, now, even being in the same room with a kid made him feel nauseated. It was never an issue because Danny didn't seem to want kids, as great as she was with them. "I don't think I've got enough good karma to raise children," he confessed truthfully. "It, uh..." He licked his lips and looked away for a brief second, ending that train of thought. Brushing her cheek with his thumb, Joseph sighed with a small smile. "Looks like there's still a lot I gotta learn 'bout you, huh? Never knew ya wanted ta be a mom."
Danielle flushed with more warmth at his touch, her gaze ducking in embarrassment at the situation. It had never occurred to her that maybe that hadn't been in the cards for them. "I'm sorry. Oh gosh. Okay. Um. Well that's okay. I mean, if you don't want them or whatever, that's okay. It's not like a mandatory thing." She bit her lip, chewing on the flesh as she tried to think of how to ease the situation and amend it. "Um okay. Well. I have to learn about you too. Just, in case it all doesn't come back super quick." She tried, giving him a little smile. "But yeah. So um. Well... Yeah." Her words turned higher and higher until they were just squeaks, her face reddening more as her mortification became even more apparent.
Joseph was familiar with a flustered Danielle. In fact, it reminded him a lot of the girl he was in love with when he managed to catch her off-guard. He leaned closer, a rakish grin on his face and a suggestive tone to his voice. "Thinkin' about makin' more babies with me, hm?" Raising kids gave him pause, but Joseph sure could joke about making them to deflect the subject. It helped put his mind at ease, but it was a poor coping mechanism. Like alcohol or killing people.
Danielle felt a slow smile spread over her face as his words wrapped around her, a nervous giggle of her own meeting the warm depth of his voice. Sex was something she could most definitely get used to. Her body clearly enjoyed it, and without the aches and pains of first time sex, she was left with no regrets and nothing but an eager attitude towards more of it in the future. "It's... Well I'm sure that'd be... It's a good thought." She concluded, peeking up at him through her lashes as she eyed him closely, the scarlet red of her cheeks settling into a simmered pink.
Joseph nudged their noses together, hidden affection peeking through his flirtations. The thought of kids still worried him. No condom, no birth control. His only saving grace would be Danielle's cycle, but knowing their luck...Joseph wasn't sure if he was feeling dread or panic. This wasn't something he could swing out at and fight. Metaphorically. Literally, he was more than capable of arranging an accident, but hurting Danielle was out of the question. That might have been how his family dealt with problems, but Joseph refused to resort to such measures. Running from his problems might have felt like an attractive option after five shots of whiskey, but he was stone cold sober right now. Can't fight, can't run. All he could do was stay calm and pray he shot blanks or something. Joseph rocked his naked hips into Danielle's, moving into dangerous territory. "Maybe a better thought when I pick up some condoms tomorrow."
Danielle inhaled a slow, deep breath through her lungs as she felt Joseph's hips start to rock into her. Her hand slid up his body, her palm running up his neck to press to his cheek as her fingertips pressed into his skin. "That's... very mean, Mills." Her grip pressed harder into his skin, eyes dropping to his lips briefly before she exhaled the tension that was threatening her in that moment. It took a moment for the word to register in her mind before it did. Birth control. She hadn't really considered that, mainly because this was all so new to her, at least for now, so the thought had never even crossed her mind. "Condoms." She repeated quietly, nodding her head, her tongue peeking out to trace along her lower lip, her chin dropping into a nod. "Yeah."
Danielle pressed the palms of her hands into the bed as she shifted herself, pushing down to scoot herself towards the edge of the bed to get up. Moving was still a bit of a struggle, but she was powering through it, even with the pain. Her stomach was churning uncomfortably with nerves, the idea of going home making her the definition of anxious. What if Jo was a serial killer? What if he was a bad guy? No. He seemed nice. She was overthinking. Danielle was most nervous about disappointing him, along with everyone else. She was missing so much in her head, and she was afraid she'd only ruin things for these people who seemed to care for her so much. Setting her feet on the ground, Elle straightened her leg out, attempting to grab her shoe with her toes in attempt to put them on without having to bend over.
Joseph entered his room with his back to Danielle, turning around to reveal him pushing a wheelchair. "Mama Montgomery said I better be wheeling your ass out in this or else I'm not invited over for dinner anymore." He quirked a smile. "Also hospital policy or something." His brows raised at Danielle's struggle, and he huffed a fond smile. "You never did like asking for help before either." Joseph made his way over and got down on one knee, putting on Danielle's shoes for her.
Danielle felt her face get warm as she watched him move to kneel before her, her lips pressing together to suppress the embarrassed smile making it's way onto her features. "I just didn't want to bother you." She said softly, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. Watching him put on her shoes, seconds seeming like minutes and the silence engulfed them. "Um.." She swallowed, trying to make conversation. "Do you... go to Mama Montgomery's for dinner often? Do you not like cooking or something?"
Joseph got one shoe on and started on the other. He chuckled, glancing up at her with a smile. "We cooked a lot together, actually. You'd make a lot of Spanish dishes, and I'd make you a pan full of meatballs once a week. You hang out a lot with Landon though, her son? I head over after work sometimes. I, uh...try not to because his mom hits on me," he cleared his throat awkwardly, "but she makes really great food. And hey, I can't pass up free food."
Danielle smiled warmly at the bit of information. "Really?" It made her happy to know she still liked to cook. "I always liked cooking. And baking. I have.. well had, I guess, a little dream of opening my own bakery. Like making really pretty cakes and cookies and pies." Her teeth dug into her lip to silence herself from talking too much. She watched as Jo finished her other shoe, her lips lifting into a thankful smile as she stood, looking down at him. "Thanks Joey." She beamed.
Joseph bit his lower lip at the thought of his Danny owning a bakery, doing his best to hold back a disbelieving grin. He stood up as well, the height difference between them becoming more apparent with Danielle standing in front of him. Joseph perked up at the mention of baked goods. "What're your favorite things to bake? And hey, no problem. C'mon," he rolled the wheelchair over to her.
Danielle widened her eyes as Jo stood up, her head tilting backwards as she looked up at him. "Wow." She said quietly under her breath. "I'm not sure if you're super tall or I'm just short." She looked down, eyeing her legs curiously. They didn't seem super long. Shaking her head and the thought away, she shrugged. "Anyway um. I like making cakes. Cause designing that stuff seems really neat. And s'more brownies. Those were a thing I made up last yea-...err.. a while ago." She timidly took a seat in the wheelchair, quirking her lips to the side as she peeked up at him.
Joseph furrowed his brows. "S'more brownies? You like makin' your own recipes then?" Prying open the door with his foot, Joseph wheeled her out toward the elevator. With Danielle sitting, she looked like a tiny girl compared to Joseph's bulk. He'd been used to it for a while now but seeing her surprise at their height difference reminded him to make an extra effort to look less threatening. "They wouldn't release me your stuff, so we're heading to the main lobby. Dunno what you'd get back or if you'd wanna keep it, but it's worth checkin' out, yeah?"
Danielle wrinkled her nose. "I just like trying things out I guess. If they work out well, then that's great." She shrugged her shoulders lightly, her legs kicking lightly before they took off, settling down. "That's fine." She said sweetly, tilting her head back to look up at him and giving him a smile. Gazing for a moment, she bit her lip, dropping her head to look forward again and watching people pass. "It's really awkward being in a wheelchair. I feel all self-conscious."
Joseph brushed off her last statement with a scoff, not noticing the look. "Wheelchairs are awesome. They can get you to the front of lines at Disneyland so you don't have to wait over two hours for a ride." In the elevator, Joseph hit the button for the lobby then scratched his cheek. "You excited to see Clit and Billiam? I had to rush home to feed 'em real quick before coming back here. Pretty sure they missed you."
Danielle felt her stomach drop slightly as the elevator moved, her eyes looking over to him as she craned her neck, her side twisting a little and making her grimace from pain. "Yeah!" She smiled at the thought, her eyes shining up at him. "I mean, I'm kind of nervous. What if they don't like me?" Her eyes filled with slight concern as she mulled it over. She didn't want to mess up any aspects of anyone's lives.
Joseph placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Hey, relax. You're still the same person to them. Just smother them with love and spoil them with treats. We're all easy to please." He winks back at her with a grin.
Danielle bit her lip, giving him a small smile. "I hope so. I don't wanna mess anything up for anyone." She heard the elevator ding, her head snapping forward, making her jerk slightly from moving too fast, her hand cradling it lightly. "Eesh."
Joseph winced. "Careful there. And what'dya mean messing things up for people? Who you worried about?" He wheeled her out at a moderate pace, leading her up to the front desk and getting a nurse's attention, requesting Danielle's belongings.
Danielle peeked up at him as he inquired, her cheeks reddening slightly before looking down at the floor, watching it move beneath her as he wheeled her over to the front desk. Ellie gave the woman a smile, taking the plastic, drawstring bag as it was handed to her and nodding a thank you. "Have a nice day." She smiled at the woman, giving a little wave.
Joseph figured she was too embarrassed to elaborate and sighed. "Hey, don't worry about it. Everyone just wants you to get better." He tried to be reassuring but wasn't sure if it was working. "You've got some time before winter break ends to get your bearings and if you wanna skip school, I don't give a fuck. Go ahead." He looked over her shoulder curiously to see what was in the bag as he brought her to the rental car.
Danielle widened her eyes and looked at him. "Do I do that? Skip school a lot?" Her brows furrowed slightly. She'd always liked school, why would she skip? She shyly peeked into the bag, almost feeling as if she was invading someone else's privacy. Spotting something similar to what Landon had showed her yesterday, she picked it up, the white rectangle sitting in her palm. "How do I..." She mumbled to herself, inspecting around it for an on button before pressing a circle and making the screen light up. "Oh my gosh." Looking up, she saw the car, pushing herself up to stand, hissing slightly from the pain before wobbling over to get in, pausing to make sure she was doing the right thing.
Joseph widened his eyes, hurrying over. "O--oy, take it easy." He wrapped an arm around her waist, making sure not to hit any injuries. "Jeez, Dans. You literally just got out of the hospital, ya don't have to strain yourself." Of course, Joseph being the overprotective prat he was, was paying too much attention to Danielle and not enough to the car. When he opened the door, it swung out too close to her. Joseph barely stopped it from hitting her hip. Impatient to get her home, he didn't think twice about lifting her up into his arms and kicking open the door further to place her inside carefully, closing the door. He looked around, wondering if there was some kind of wheelchair return like what department stores have for shopping carts. It didn't look like there were so he shrugged and left it on a nearby grassy partition out of the way of cars. Finally, he was able to get in and start the car, making sure they both had their seat belts on (fucking seat belts) and headed home.
Danielle raised her eyebrows as she felt Jo's arm move around her, looking to him in curiosity. "I'm fine, it's just a few feet. And it's not Dans, it's Elli-" Her sentence turned into a squeal of surprise as she felt herself being lifted, her arms wrapping around Jo to cling to him. It was almost nice, however, despite this man being such a stranger to her, she felt safe around him. Once she was placed inside, Danielle instantly reached over to pull her seatbelt over her small frame, tugging on it after it locked in to make sure it was definitely secure before settling into the car. She was doing this. She was actually going home with a guy she didn't know. Ellie found herself wondering if she was technically sluttish for this. Because technically she didn't really know him in her current state, even if she'd known him for quite some time. Her thoughts were disrupted as he got inside, her lips pulling into a smile and nodded, settling into her seat as she watched the scenery, taking in her apparent home as they headed towards their place.
Joseph did his best to make the drive as comfortable as possible, rolling slowly to stoplights and making slow turns. The speed demon in him hated himself for it, but the idea of hurting Danny...Danielle anymore than he already had was something he couldn't bear. Once parked outside their apartment, Joseph realized that the wheelchair probably could've come in handy. Then again, what better excuse to carry his girlfriend who doesn't remember him? Lifting her out of the car, Joseph kicked the car door closed behind him and kept the little brunette in his arms as they made their way up to their apartment. He used the toe of her show to push the button in the elevator just to see if his goofy actions would prompt a giggle from her. At the door of their place, they cold hear the soft sounds of excited feet pattering against the floor. He grinned. "Clit's excited to see you." When he got it open, their corgi puppy ran around his feet, jumping up and pawing at his jeans with squeaky barks. Joseph sat Danielle down on the bed and went to close the door. "Go on, explore whatever you want," he waved to her from behind.
Danielle clung to Jo as he carried her along the way, the little things he did making her smile or laugh, helping to ease the nerves that ate at her stomach lining. As they reached the door, she could hear the small feet on the floor, the corners of her mouth pulling back into a smile at the thought of what waited for her on the other side of the door. She let out an excited gasp as she looked down, seeing the little animal running about. "Oh my gosh. He's so cute!" A giggle laced together her words. Her eyes explored as he carried her to the bed, continuing to look about as she was set down. "I don't... even know where to start.." She said as her eyes explored the small apartment. She paused, feeling something press against her thigh. "Oh.. is this yours?" She asked, looking down at the package in curiosity. Getting up, she ran her finger along the dresser slowly, looking at the small things atop it. Finding a spray that was obviously hers, she lifted it, sniffing it before spraying it on her wrist and sniffing, smiling to herself. It was pretty. Maybe she wasn't completely different.
Joseph perked up curiously at her words. "Is what mine?" He came over then stared at the present laying innocently on top of their bed. /he didn't even see it last night because he was in such a hurry to return to the hospital. There was no one else it could've been from except for Danny. "Oh, fuck..." The curse sounded under his breath, guilt creeping back into him. Swallowing thickly, Joseph realized this would be the last thing his Danny would ever get him. He sat down heavily on the bed, turning the package over in his hands hesitantly. The last thing Danny had gotten him was a present, and the last thing he'd given her was...a bitter conversation that made her feel alone and the sounds of him and his men mass murdering a gang. Joseph set the present aside and buried his face in his hands.
Danielle ran her eyes along the walls of the apartment, her eyes trailing along, taking it in. She took a few steps, looking down to see the excited puppy scurrying about at her feet. "Hi!" She said softly, smiling down at him. "I'd pick you up, but I can't right now. Sorry buddy." She stretched her fingers to the best of her ability, giving him some kind of offering as he sniffed her hand, his tongue attempting to lick her fingers before he toppled back off his hind legs. A soft giggle sounded behind her closed lips, her eyes snapping up to fall on the other person who had fallen quiet. "Joey?" Her head tilted slightly as she saw his stature, her lips parting in concern as she moved over beside him, her hand going to his shoulder to rest on it lightly. "Are you... Is something wrong?"
Joseph hearing her call him Joey really started the cement things in his mind that Danny was gone and...there was this other person who looked and felt and smelled exactly the same as the girl he was in love with. Would this be the same person? Was she completely different now? But as his doubts ate at him, Danielle's hand came to rest on his shoulder in such a familiar manner. The warmth, the slight weight of her hand--her mind may have forgotten him but her body remembered. Or so he hoped. Joseph chuckled bitterly. "I forgot to get my girlfriend a present. That's all."
Danielle It took her a minute for it all to click, her mind not really registering that she was his girlfriend. But she was, and she had to remember that... She had to remember him. "I-" She swallowed, sitting down beside him as her hand slid from his shoulder to the back of his neck, playing lightly with the ends of his hair. "I mean.. I wouldn't have known even if you had. So.. it's okay." She bit her lip, a guilt pressing heavily on her chest. Why did her head have to be this way? It wasn't fair that she was causing this pain to people, and she couldn't do anything about it. "I'm sorry..." She said softly, her hand dropping as her fingers brushed the length of his spine to rest on the bed. She shouldn't be touching him, this was probably weird for him.. And she wasn't even sure why she was anyway. She just.. was.
Joseph heard what he thought was her attempt at a joke and a gruff laugh ripped its way out of his hollowed chest. "If you did know, you'd have slept in the tub for a month just to avoid me or something." He began to lean into her touch before realizing she was probably just feeling obligated to him as his once-girlfriend and the fact that she had nowhere else to stay except with him. But he couldn't pull away completely. Part of this still felt like...Danny. She made his choice for him, however, when her hand dropped to the bed. Rubbing his face, Joseph shook his head. "S'alright. It's not your fault...Danielle." He remembered the change in her name just in time to catch himself. "Ya hungry? It's gettin' late and I dunno how much hospital food you've managed to stomach? I know I couldn't do it very well."
Danielle raised her eyebrows slightly. "I...would? Why?" She asked with curiosity, her eyes dropping briefly to search her mind for the answer herself before looking back to him. Elle felt her eyes close as he seemed to brush it all off, the sound of hesitation on her name bringing tears to her eyes. What was she doing? She wanted to give him the girl he cared for back, not some stranger he couldn't be bothered with; but how? How could she give him someone she didn't even know herself? Doing her best to blink away the tears, her eyes focused on her hands that had laced together in her lap. "You... don't have to do this, you know. I'm sure it's..really weird for you. And you shouldn't have to feel...like you have to take care of me or something. I'm a stranger to you, it seems. And I don't want to hurt you, or make you uncomfortable. I promise I'm... trying. But in the meantime, you don't... have to do any of this if you don't want to. I can take care of myself, and I can find someplace to stay if you don't want to open your home up to me. I truly do understand if you don't."
Joseph realized he didn't really know the reason why she slept in the tub. "I think...it just made you feel safe. Sleepin' in the tub, ya know? You liked small spaces but not too small, if that makes sense. Anyway, I was just gonna make some..." His voice trailed off, and he dropped the false cheer as he took in her words. It pained him to see that she thought of herself as a burden. It was a strange circumstance they found themselves in, definitely, but did that make them strangers? When he first got that voicemail about her being in an accident, Joseph felt like he'd lost his entire world. And now she was ready to leave. He'd lost her once, he couldn't lose her again. "Hey," he murmured softly. With his hand, Joseph gently lifted Danielle's chin up to face him and brushed her tears away. "You know what, it is kinda weird, I'm not gonna lie. But this awkwardness is nothing compared to how I felt when I heard you were in an accident." He confessed honestly. "I don't want you anywhere but here. If you're trying, then I will too." Joseph tried his best, but his voice still cracked slightly. "I can't lose you."
Danielle shook her head at his words. "No.. I meant.. the avoiding you part. I know why I slept in bathtubs. I've been doing it since I was four. I just meant...why would I avoid you? That's pretty unkind of me." The weight was crushing in on her chest as her mind continued to turn. How could she manage this? Her head hung in silent shame until he tilted her chin up towards him, her eyes dragging along to meet his own, her guilt ridden features looking to him apologetically. She leaned into his touch, his fingertips seeming to light up her skin with warmth. But her eyes fell shut from the last four words, her heart practically shattering at the thought of 'what if he had lost the girl he was fighting to keep?' From the way people described her, they weren't the same person. And he wanted Danny, not... Ellie. What if he'd lost that girl, and she couldn't find her again? Tears rolled more steadily down her cheeks at the sheer thought of pain she could inflict on him, not wanting to ever hurt someone like that, or take someone from someone else. "You asked me who I was afraid of disappointing." She said quietly, recalling the question in the hospital. Her teary eyes reopened to look upon him, swallowing down the lump that'd grown thick in her throat. "You.. I'm just.. really afraid of disappointing you. I don't want to take her from you... And even though I don't mean to, I'm... really afraid I will."
Joseph just couldn't figure out why Danielle was getting more and more upset, so when she finally spelled it out for him, he was stunned. Tugging her over to him, Joseph enveloped her small body in his strong arms. He hadn't taken into consideration how Danielle felt about him. Mostly, he just assumed she'd feel he was a complete stranger. To know she felt an obligation to him was odd. Danielle spoke like she felt bad she was holding Danny hostage or done something horrible to her. It made me pause and rethink wanting Danielle to magically regain her memories and become his Danny again. Because even if her memories did return...it'd be Danielle processing them. Not Danny. Never Danny again. He felt the ache in his chest intensify, sharp, like a knife to his gut. There were so many sides to Danny that he'd never fully known and would never get a chance to...or maybe this person in front of him now was the part of his girlfriend that she kept buried. Was he looking at this the wrong way? Instead of looking for Danny in Danielle, maybe it was better to look for Danielle in his memories of Danny. Tender, quiet moments when she was insecure and just needed to curl up to his side or in his lap. Joseph kissed the top of Danielle's head like he normally did, stroking her hair slowly. "You're not...taking her away from me. At least I don't think so. I'm no specialist about head stuff, ya know, but I did know my girlfriend better than most people." He rubbed her back to slow those tears. "You were with me back then too. You've always been Danielle Fox. Shown in different ways, but still the same person at your core, ya know?" He furrowed his brows. "A lot of people could say I'm not the same person I was in Chicago too. I erased my past kinda the way you lost your memory. Got a new name, acted differently...but you always insisted I was the good person I am now." He smiled down a little at Danielle, hoping he didn't sound too stupid.
Danielle pressed her face into the man's side as he gathered her in his arms. As foreign as she knew this should felt, it more so felt extremely right. Maybe her mind couldn't remember him completely at this moment, but some part of her just knew this was the right thing. A feeling of safety seemed to wash over her as she inhaled his scent and his body seemed to react to hers, every small action working to soothe her shaking frame to a more reasonable state of calm. He seemed to know all the right things to say and do to help relax her. Danielle knew she should probably be consoling him, he lost his girlfriend, he wasn't gonna be getting her back anytime soon, and he was the one stuck with this stranger who he had an obligation to give shelter to and look out for. But Joseph's words seemed to soothe her, and instead all she could do was turn into his body more and bury into the warmth it gave off. Sniffling, she finally peeked up at him, her lips pulling into a small, thankful smile before rubbing her eyes and wiping away the tears that had stained her cheeks. "You're really sweet Joey." She said softly, sniffling again as she sat up a bit, her eyes going to the small dog who had sat himself at the bottom of the bed, watching curiously. Ellie gave him a little smile before sniffling and looking back at Jo, her fingers moving to caress his arm lightly. "And you are a good person. I mean... I may not know a whole ton about you, sure. But you've been extremely kind to me. Kinder than I could ever ask. So.." Her eyes trailed down his arm as her fingers did, the desire to lace her fingers with his fueling the flutters in her stomach. As her teeth dug softly into her lip, she found herself chickening out, instead just resting her hand on his forearm as she gave him a small smile. "Just.. Thank you. And yeah, she.. I mean.. me.. We.." Her nose wrinkled, a soft laugh sounding from behind her lips. "Just.. you seem like a keeper; a good guy. So don't doubt yourself, okay? Because if you doubt yourself, then I'll just do it too. And your Danny wouldn't want that." She tried to nod with firmness, her eyes still shining like a curious puppy unsure about most things in life. "So yeah." Chewing quietly on her lip, she looked around. "Okay, tell me. Did we... get this place together? Or.. I don't know. How did we start living together?"
Joseph smiled wryly at the thought of him being any kind of sweet. After what his girlfriend witnessed over the phone while he was in Chicago...well, it's a good thing she didn't remember it. He grabbed a handful of the sheets, bringing it up to dab at her eyes. "S'alright," he replied and was about to jokingly brush off the compliments but then Danielle's fingers on his arm caught his attention. Joseph took in the familiar feeling of her hands on his arm and had to do his best from recalling where else those hands have been on him. Her soft laugh filled his guilt-hollowed chest. He took the hand resting on his arm and pressed a kiss to her knuckles, ducking his head so his eyes wouldn't give away how his body was reacting to her. "It's not 'your Danny' or anything like that," he murmured. "You may be a different side, but you're the same person." Joseph kissed her hand again. "So if you don't want me to doubt it, then I'll do my best not to." He tried to pat down the sheets, adjusting himself to the change in mood and subject. "This, uh...had been my place since I first came to Hava. We called it the Broquarters." A bit of mischievousness crept into his smile. "You hung out here a lot because your foster parents sucked. And well, because life sucked in general. My home was yours, even when we were just friends. I dunno, I never really questioned it. Sometimes you were curled up in my tub, other times you were on the couch watchin' Netflix while Billiam crowned himself king on my bed. Neither of us had much here so we looked out of each other." His eyes flickered to the present that lay on the bed, regret rising in him again. "By the time you came back from the system a second time, you were practically living with me. Didn't want anything to do with your fosters."
Danielle stayed ignorant and oblivious to any type of reaction that Jo was having to her. Her eyes just stayed filled with question and curiosity as she looked about the room, the convex curve of her spine leaving her shoulders in a slouch, the very same posture she had before her car accident. It was hard for Ellie to know the difference in it all, or to understand how different or alike she was to her current self, because she had no recollection of the girl that these strangers in her life seemed to speak so fondly of; all she had were remnants and debris of a life this girl had built, and Danielle was left to put the pieces together by herself. Her eyes traveled the little studio apartment as he spoke, once in a while finding their way back to her boyfriend. As his story seemed to draw to a close, she caught his gaze on the item that had sparked their whole discussion, her brows raising slightly because she'd almost forgotten about it. "Do you... want to open it? I could give you a minute or something. Explore. Check out the bathroom. Or where...that door leads." She offered, pointing towards the door of the balcony. "Or actually..." She pushed up from the bed curiously, her eyes searching her surroundings until they fell upon the object of her current curiosity: the bunny cage. With a small smile she moved over to it's location on the other side of the apartment (which it had been strategically placed so they nocturnal critter wouldn't disturb the couple as they slept), her head tilting curiously at the sight of the small animal inside it, hopping about before coming to a pause as he looked up at her. "Hi." She said so softly the words got lost in the air before her lips. Kneeling down, Ellie twitched slightly at the pain in her side, adjusting herself as she crossed her legs 'pretzel-style,' opening the cage door and scooping out the rabbit. He found himself at home in her lap so casually, like he did this all the time; and then it occurred to Ellie that he probably did, it was only new to her. Her lone finger brushed the hair between his ears, the animal seeming to curl up into a compact ball of fur as he basked in the affection she gave him.
Joseph blinked, watching Danielle wander off and occupying herself with her bunny, leaving him with his package. Vague apprehension settled in his stomach. Whipping out his knife, Joseph opened it and peeked inside. His gut twisted unpleasantly to see the corgi socks, grumpy cat plushie, and...a necklace? He pulled it out to examine more closely, eyeing the engraving on the tag silently. Glancing up at Danielle who was still petting Billiam, Joseph looked back down to the necklace. "Maybe one day," he wished under his breath. He placed the socks in his drawer and made room for the grumpy cat plushie on top of it, tying the necklace around the toy so he wouldn't lose it. He grabbed a pack of cigarettes sitting there and stepped out onto the balcony, Clit following close at his heels. Joseph sat down wearily and scooped the corgi pup into his lap before lighting his smoke. His big hand rested on top of the corgi, nearly covering the puppy entirely to keep it warm from the chilly air. "I never shoulda left her alone, buddy." He rubbed its ears affectionately, tilting his head upwards to exhale smoke. Joseph watched the sun bleed into the sky as it set. "I'm gonna kill 'im, Clit. I'll kill anyone that hurts her." He stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray and picked up the corgi with both hands, kissing the puppy between his eyes. Clit licked Joseph face when he got close. I won't let anything happen to you guys."
Danielle cooed quietly at the bunny, her eyes lifting as she watched Jo get up, eyeing him go to the drawer before she dropped her gaze back to the little animal in her lap. Her gaze only raised again briefly as Jo moved past her, her eyes catching sight of the small pack in her hands. Something clicked in her, making a lump grow in her throat as the depth of her withdrawals seemed to smack her in the face. She'd been craving something ever since she'd woken up, but she wasn't 100% sure what it was until that moment: cigarettes. Danielle tried her best refocus her attention on the animal in her lap, his little nose wiggling repeatedly in a small rhythm as he sniffed the palm of her hand, his whiskers tickling her skin. But the thought was burned into her mind, and she couldn't make it go away. Gathering the animal up, she set him back in the cage, closing the door and struggling to stand. Once she had, she paced back and forth to herself, her fingers braiding her hair over and over as she tried to busy herself, but nothing worked. Finally, with a huff, she turned. With all the hesitation, she walked towards the door Jo had gone out, sliding it open and finding the man there with the dog in his hands. "I- Oh.." She bit her lip awkwardly, stepping outside. "Um... This is kind of... strange for me.." She started as she paced around in the small space, her hands moving about trying to explain. "I've been having these.. Well.. You just.." She paused, her eyes falling on her hands and noticing how she'd been speaking with them before curling them into fists and crossing her arms over her torso. "Would you... mind... if I..." Her question trailed off, her eyes falling on the pack of cigarettes and nodding to them, before looking at him with a slight puppy dog eye. "I just... I'm guessing I... do that.. and yeah."
Joseph kissed the tip of Clit's nose and put the puppy back in his lap where it stood on stubby legs and wriggled its butt happily. Joseph tried to reconcile the image of the sweet and innocent looking Danielle smoking cigarettes. He meant to smoke Danny's pack as his way of letting go of his idea of her in order to make room for who she was now. It seemed fitting for Danielle to help him along with it. "Help yourself," he nodded to the pack. "It was yours." Joseph lit another one for himself and passed one to her, lighting it as well. "Sit down, tell me how ya doin' with all this so far."
Danielle felt a wave of relief wash over her as he agreed, taking it thankfully and watching him light the end of it before she took a long, greedy drag and let the smoke fill her lungs, her shoulders dropping as she exhaled it all in a content sigh. It seemed so second nature to her, she found it strange, but refused to question it much further. Taking a seat beside him, she gave him a small smile, his at least attempted interest in how she was very much appreciated. "It's.. something." She said, laughing quietly, an almost wryness laced within the sound. "I'm just trying to take it all as it comes, you know, instead of being all woe is me. Trying to put the pieces together as I can. Though something feels...weird. I think everyone's trying to ease me into stuff, but it's making them different. And I may be...meek... but it doesn't mean I'm fragile. I can take it. It feels like everyone's holding back. I wish they wouldn't." She bit her lip, worrying she was talking too much again, and gave him a little half-shouldered shrug to conclude the thought.
Joseph grinned and let out a small chuckle. "Meek? I guess in comparison to how you were before, people assume you're vulnerable." He exhaled smoke, petting Clit who was happy with all the affection. "You ain't fragile, so just keep showin' 'em that." He took in her posture, noting how she wasn't too sure of herself. "Relax, don't worry 'bout steppin' on toes. You did what'cha wanted before and no one stopped you. 'Cept me." Joseph smirked at Danielle. "Everyone's just weirded out you're, uh...not a bitch anymore."
Danielle furrowed her brow slightly. Bitch? She let his words settle, bringing the cigarette back to her lips for another puff as her eyes slowly dragged from him out to the view in front of them. Inhaling at the sight, she slowly stood up, taking a step towards the edge of the balcony as she looked out, getting lost in thought. "This is really nice." She said quietly, taking in the sight. After a moment of quiet, a thought popped into her head, her body turning as her eyes fell back on Jo. "So. We live together. We have animals together. We're serious. And from the looks of it share a bed. I'm guessing we've had sex then." She said with nonchalance. "Is it any good?"
Joseph smirked wider. "Wanna find out?"
Danielle blinked at him for the briefest moment almost as if he were stupid. "Didn't... I mean I did ask, didn't I? I wouldn't be asking if I didn't want to find out."
Joseph bit his lip to keep from laughing, setting Clit down in the chair as he put out the cigarette and stood. Moving closer into her space, he ducked his head closer to hers with their noses barely glancing. "I mean, would you like some hands-on experience?"
Danielle felt her heart jump as he got closer, swallowing thickly before her lips parted. "I... don't think I'm... in the current condition for that." She said, her face flushing so profusely she was surprised she wasn't seeing red. "Ribs, and all. You know."
Joseph felt only a little bad for teasing her. Seeing her red cheeks, he gently touched the bandages under her top. "Mm. Bad timing. That the only thing stopping you from wanting to find out?"
Danielle inhaled a deep breath, staying quiet. She was confused, but her body seemed to react as if it knew exactly what it wanted, and that alone fogged Ellie's moral compass. She eyed him briefly before her gaze dropped, a hint of a smile on her lips as she stepped around him to put out the cigarette. "I should.. shower and change. I smell like hospital." She nodded, giving him a last glance before heading inside.
Joseph caught a glimpse of that smile before she left. That was all the answer he needed. Scooping up Clit into his arm, Joseph gave the little critter a kiss. "Looks like your mom's gonna be okay, buddy." He stayed outside to watch the sun set before returning inside, returning Danny's pack on top of the drawer and letting Clit go do puppy things. Sprawling out on the couch, he made himself comfortable and fully relaxed for the first time since coming back from Hava and inadvertently dozed off.
I… They asked me to be your psychologist, but uhm I don’t think it’s a good idea to make it an obligation.
So I’m going to give you my number and let you decide, whenever you feel like talking about your recent experience.
I know it sounds like something serious and sad, but I’m not a regular psychologist and we often talk around a pizza or ice cream… It will help, Danielle.
I- Oh. Um.. I'm not opposed to that all. I mean, trying to get my memory back and all for everyone else. I don't wanna let anyone down.. so.. maybe it'd be good. Maybe it'd help even.
Well... no. But you've been really sweet. And patient. I'm sure it's not easy to...house someone who is like...keeping your girlfriend hostage somewhere in her head. I feel so bad about it. And um, yeah. Kind of. I just kind of...remembered. Like recalling a memory. The knowledge just hit me and I could kinda see it sort of.
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