Blue Suede Shoes

 

As I finished washing my hair a knock came to the door. Slowly I sank deeper into the water, letting the bubbles cover my body. "Hey!" I cried not wanting him to see me.

Elvis poked his head in anyway and blinked. "Oh!" He cried after staring for a moment.

He covered his eyes and set the clothes on the marble counter. He chuckled. "Just come to the living room when your done." He said smirking slightly as he uncovered his eyes.

"Cover your eyes!" I cried as the bubbles started to slowly started to disappear.

He slipped out without a word. I mumbled slightly and shook my head. I slipped out of the tub and covered myself with the towel. I stared into the mirror again and blinked. I'm in Elvis' house... he let me have a bath...and he gave me his clothes.

I slipped on his purple button up shirt. It was long enough to go midway to my thighs. I blinked staring at his light brown boxers and slowly slipped them on. I couldn't believe where I was...

I slowly slipped out and nervously walked to the living room. He stood up and smiled. "Well you look wonderful!" He said happily.

"Come and sit down." He said sitting back down and patting the white couch.

I slowly made my way over and sat down. I smiled softly to him and looked away nervously. "Well...I've been thinking...you've got nowhere to go and the storm is going to last all week...so maybe it'd be best if you stay with me." He suggested with a slight smile.

My eyes went wide. Was this all true? Or was I sleeping? I slowly nodded. "I-I can help out around the house and clean if you'd like me to...thank you so much. I truly appreciate this." She told him with wide eyes.

I sat there in his underwear and shirt shaking again. "Oh doll, are you cold?" He asked.

He took off his leather jacket and slid it over my shoulders. I smiled and nodded to him. I had never felt so warm...

He began to chat with me. It seemed to last forever, but in a good way. He started to ask about my past though... my smile disappeared from my soft lips. "My father...well he was a drunk. He'd abuse my mother and me. My mother would never run...I didn't understand why she wouldn't save me when he'd beat me down." I whispered.

He slowly slid closer and put an arm around my shoulder. "It's okay...now no one is going to hurt you." He whispered to me.

I kept the tears from falling. He slowly laid my head on his chest and stroked my wet brown hair. "Well it's been a long day...maybe we should get some rest." He said softly as he stood.

I stared up at him and nodded. "I can sleep on the couch if you'd like me to." I whispered tiredly.

He chuckled and shook his head. "No...come on upstairs." He said looking to his stairs.

My eyes went wide. No one had ever been upstairs. "I can't do that...that's your private area!" I told him with worried eyes.

He smiled and shook his head. "It's okay. You're not the press and you seem pretty nice." He told me taking my hand again.

Slowly he pulled me upstairs. My eyes went wide. It was beautiful. Velvet blue walls with a black bed in the middle. It seemed sort of like a normal high classroom. He jumped on his bed and grinned. "Isn't it nice?" He asked.

I nodded happily and walked over. "So where am I going to sleep?" I asked him looking for an extra bed.

He blinked and stared slowly sitting up. "Well here doll..." He said patting the bed.

"Come lie down." He added.

I slowly walked over with worried eyes. "I-I don't know..." I whispered before he grabbed me and pulled me onto the bed.

"Now don't be silly." He said with a chuckle.

I grew stiff as he gently rubbed my arm."Just relax." He said pulling the covers over both of us.

I slowly nodded and gave him a nervous smile. He gently touched my cheek and got a bit closer. "W-Well good night!" I said quickly before I turned away.

I stared at the wall with wide eyes. "Good night doll..." He said hinting a bit of disappointment in his voice.

Slowly after the shock of being where I was I began to fall asleep.