Drow Girlfriend: Hisede (special preview)

That evening I am afraid I drink quite heavily. I am so relieved and I have not felt this light and joyous in far too long. I celebrate myself into a stupor and poor Hisede has to drag me back to my quarters. 

“You’re so pretty Hisede,” I slur as she plops me into bed. “You got such big pretty muscles.” 

“You sound like an idiot,” she grunts as she removes my boots. “You’re going to be sick come morning.”

“You have the best ass in all the Empire,” I sigh. “I just...I just want to play with it all the time. Is that weird?” I giggle uncontrollably. “I like it when you let me!”

Hisede starts undoing my clothes. “You’re such a child.”

“I love you Hisede,” I yawn.

Hisede’s hands still. “No,” she whispers. “You’re drunk. You’re extremely, horribly drunk.”

“I love you so much,” I then belch. “I love you. I want to marry you.”

“No you don’t,” Hisede grumbles. “Go to sleep.” She tosses a pillow at me then slams a bucket beside the bed. I don’t know if she leaves the room or not but I soon pass out.

Come morning my head is throbbing and my mouth feels so dry and dusty. I cough and whine, sitting up and cussing at the light. I find water by the bed and guzzle it down in desperation. I heave and pant, hanging over the edge of the bed because it felt good for some weird reason.

“Hisede?” I grumble and look around the room. “Hisede? Help.”

“You’re pathetic,” I hear her snarl. 

“Hisede, help, please.”

“I told you that you’d be sick.” The curtains snap shut and the room goes dark again. She fills my glass with water again and then shoves me back into bed. “You sounded like an idiot last night.”

“What’d I say?” I huff. “I remember...something about a butt?”

Hisede scoffs. “All men are the same when they’re drunk.” She stomps across the room. “Saying shit they don’t mean.”

I hiccup and groan. “No, I said something else right?”

Hisede is quiet.

I sit up and try to find her across the room. “No wait, I remember.” I huff. “Oh no, I’m sorry Hisede.”

“What’s to apologize for?” She hisses. “Aside from sheer stupidity?”

“No, no, I apologize to apologize for that to you for that daily.” I manage to stand up from bed. “I mean, I never meant to tell you that in such a way.”

Hisede turns and her eyes glow in the darkness. “Shut up!”

“Now doesn’t seem good either, but I need you to know because I can’t hold it back anymore.” I stumble and she rushes forward to catch me. “I do love you, that wasn’t the alcohol, it wasn’t a lie.” I look up at her. “I love you with all my heart.”

Hisede snarls. “You need to shut up.”

I kiss her and taste tears on her lips. She shoves me away. 

“You taste like sewer water!” She gags. 

“Sorry, I just-” I wipe her tears away. “I need you to know. Please, tell me you know.” I hold her face in my hands. “I love you.”