Re: [Recovery: Marta & Hannah]
Marta was starting to get used to contact that didn’t mean sex, but she still had a long way to go. Part of her ough it was hard to think of it that way, was to get massages. Her doctor talked about it in terms of “positive touch”, and how people in Marta’s type of situation had benefitted from it. It was still strange for her to have someone touch her so gently, and expect nothing in return other than for her to feel good. That was a far way from her arm touching Hannah’s, but some stuff couldn’t help but be twisted up in a million other things. Plus, Hannah was someone her mind recognized as safe, even though their initial meetings had been far from tame or normal.
Hannah’s wishes for good things received a tiny smile in return. Nothing wide enough to even show a hint of tooth, but the smile was at least present in her eyes. It didn’t require anything else to be typed in response. The next question didn’t either, and she just gave her head a little shake. She opened her mouth to say something, still in the habit of attempting speech. It had only been a few weeks, and she wasn’t yet used to the current roadblock in her mind. “Ss...” the single letter hissed out, but the rest of the word didn’t follow, replaced by a frustrated exhale and her head bent back over the tablet.
said goodbye before sending me here.
Hannah’s lit-up face would’ve made her smile in return, if it wasn’t spinning around in her mind that Hannah had a brother - a twin - and that Marta had fucked him. Anonymously. And that she’d had sex with Hannah too. And how much did either if them know? That she’d hooked up with them both? How had they even been talking about her? Why? Her thoughts wouldn’t stop spinning, leading to her just starting as Hannah talked, an unusually awkward expression on her face and maybe even a bit of embarrassed flush just showing past the collar of her shirt at the base of her throat.