Gifts and Curses

Chapter Seven: Broken Bridge [Mature

All my rooms are filled with musty dust,
Time has taken all that I possess.
I never know if to laugh or to scream-
To hate or to believe.

How could you walk across that broken bridge?

All their eyes followed as you so gracefully lived.
And I tossed myself behind your feet
You cursed me.
You cursed me.

Falling through your sphere,
All I know if you and here.
Your tongue is fire when you speak-
But you make me sing,
Your love makes me sing.

All my spaces are filled with you.
With all the colours in the world yours had to be blue.
And I'm breaking through your shameless ways-
I can't refrain

Your hair is messy,
Your frown is soft.
You try to be harsh but you know you're so loved.
I will toss myself down at your will.
You know you kill.
You know you kill.

Falling through your sphere,
All I know if you and here.
Your tongue is fire when you speak-
But you make me sing,
Your love makes me sing.

How could you walk across that broken bridge?
-Daughter Darling

Marny woke slowly and realized that when she had fallen asleep her head had been beating with such pain she hadn't comprehended it until it had gone away.

"Some of the grey has gone again." Marny jumped at the voice coming from beside her bed.

Reid was leaning back in her computer chair; he had moved it to the side of her bed.

"What?" Marny looked up at him, confused, but didn't lift her head from the pillow.

"Your grey hairs-" he smirked now, but not unkindly, "some of them have become dark again."

"Oh." She lifted a hand to her head to touch her hair. "I heal quickly- that's why I look young even though I use so much." Marny explained. "It's the answer the Golden Dawn is looking for, to stop or slow the aging process, but it won't work for them." She smiled as if she were going to share a secret, "they're boys." And she sighed, her chest still hurt a ghost pain of the one the boy had received while she had been in his mind. "So, I keep up my appearances when they're around…they just think I don't age- not that I do and then replenish."

"That makes sense." Reid uncrossed his arms and leaned forward. "It's still killing you though."

"The same as it kills you every time you use." Many looked up from her pillow defiantly. "And yet do you not still use for purposes like unlocking doors?"

"And making sure that one's room mate thinks she has to spend the night at her step-mother's house." He looked down at her, amused and yet there was something else in his eyes. She thought it resembled a hint of the anger he had in him earlier in the day.

"What?" She questioned.

"Snider, I sent her home." Reid smirked down at her puckered brow and was amused when he saw it smooth with understanding. "There's a vein that pops out in your forehead when you're angry or confused." He pointed out.

"Ugh." Marny scowled and moved her hand to cover her forehead.

"It's Wiona Ryder-ish." Reid continued.

"Ugh." Marny repeated and glared up at him. "What time is it?" her attempt to change the subject was a sad one, but Reid looked down at his watch.

"3 a.m. Tuesday." He answered. "You've been unconscious for fifteen hours."

"You're not acting as angry as I expected you too." Marny admitted. Reid's eyes hardened.

"I've been considering." He rolled his eyes and continued at Marny's silence. "I realized I wasn't mad at you so much as I was mad that Caleb was right. I owe Pouge twenty dollars."

Marny snorted in disbelief. Reid leaned forward in the chair, his elbows propped up on his knees.

"Then you don't hate me, for spying on you for all these years? For lying to you?" Marny questioned quietly, thinking of Madelyn's assurance that he couldn't hate her if he didn't already love her, wondering at which answer she really wanted to hear.

Reid considered, "I don't-" he admitted, "I probably would have done the same thing. I don't understand why you told us. You could have stayed with the Golden Dawn, they're stronger, we would have known it was you that told them about us, and we would have been pissed, but we couldn't have done anything to you with them protecting you."

Marny's eyes hardened. "I was sick of being the pawn. Of them having control over me, over everything I did. And…And I've come to regard you as someone…as someone…" She paused and pulled her eyes away, pushing herself up on her elbows to make their heights more even, and then faltered when she looked back at his face. "Someone that I've met."

Marny was annoyed with herself when Reid smirked in response.

She was shocked when he reached forward and pressed his lips to hers. She stopped breathing, shock coursing through her much like the last time but faster and with more devastating consequences.

She couldn't think straight, only thoughts of Reid filled her mind- Reid's hand at her neck pulling her forward roughly, gently, just pulling her forward to him and her back arching to allow the movement; her hands moving to keep her upper body from falling back on the bed, his other hand on the bed next to her pushing into the mattress, him leaning forward in her computer chair.

His mouth was moving against hers and her eyes were closed on a sigh- she wanted to reach out and touch him, to run her hands through his hair, she wanted- she moved one of her hands off of the bed and wrapped her fingers around the back of his neck, now pulling him towards her, his knees were on the bed and now she was leaning back against her pillows with him over her. She breathed deep, his scent filling her mind, and she was filled with more thoughts of him, her fingers filled with his hair, his hand moved down the side of her body too quickly, too slowly, she arched again to him and his hand slid to her back, to the warm skin under her hoody and back up the line of her spine, and she reveled in the smooth feel of his fingers, in the roughness of his fingerless gloves.

Marny moved her hands to the zipper of his own hoody, his arms moving back as she pushed it off his shoulders, her knees bent on either side of his hips; he broke their kiss to move his lips to her ear, the little hollow behind it, and her neck.

His one hand was still under her hoody at her back supporting her, his other moved to the zipper of her hoody and pulled it down slowly- her fingers moved under his layers of shirts and she sighed when she felt his own warm flesh under her moving fingertips, when she moved her hands to the front of his body and the lines of well worked muscles.

He pulled the hoody down and under her with both hands, pushing the item of clothing off the bed before she pulled at the hem of his shirts, the long-sleeved undershirt and black tee-shirt over it, a giggle escaped her lips and he looked down at her in her jeans and dark brown plain bra, visible under the white undershirt.

"You wear too much clothes." She explained and pulled the shirts over his head. The shirts pushed his gloves off with them.

And then there wasn't anything to giggle about, his mouth was back on hers, her mouth opened in response, she tried to remember to breathe when his hands pulled off her undershirt and the back of his hand brushed across the top of her breast.

She blushed slightly when his hand moved down the center of her chest, the sides of his hand brushing against the sides of her bra, and his hand kept moving down over her belly button to the snap of her jeans. Her own hands were moving over his shoulders, down his back. She wiggled to help remove her jeans when she felt Reid pulling them down over her hips; her brain, her heart, every part of her screamed with pride when her wiggling caused Reid to inhale deeply and groan.

They moved like this for unknown moments, touching and kissing. Marny tasted Reid's ear, Reid bit lightly on Marny's collar bone causing her own deep intake of breath. In the process Reid's jeans were thrown in the scattered pile of clothing collecting on her floor and Marny realized that yes, Reid had had sex before, and she didn't mind.

When they came together it was in a flash of power, gray eyes burned black and brown eyes flashed white, Marny felt the pressure, but she didn't feel the pain, and both of them moved together before their orgasms left them spent and breathing heavily, eyes still unfocused and unnatural.

TBC

Author's Notes:

That was…better than I thought it was going to be. Haha. My first sex scene, and I think it went off wonderfully.

Review please :D

References::

1 "I've come to regard you as someone…as someone…someone that I've met." –Red Dwarf