Marina-

I wake up and the sun hasnt even risen yet. Jenny lays beside me, masked in darkness, the silk sheets barely clinging to her lithe body. I run my fingers across her cheeks but refrain from her touch when she stirs.
In a month I will have paid Bette off completely and the planet will finally belong to me. Maybe then Jenny and I will get back on track. I glance down at her and I wonder how I manage to be so cruel to her. Jenny is so sweet and innocent, so beautiful. My first real love. I have never, you see, been in a relationship where I have loved my partner just as much as my partner has loved me. So maybe that is my problem? Ive never had to worry, never had to be jealous before.
I slip out of the bed and Jenny moans in discontent as I tip toe out of the bedroom and down into the kitchen to make coffee. Today I will not leave the house until I have kissed Jenny goodbye. So many mornings I have crept out of the house without even looking at her.
As I pour the coffee I hear Jenny pad into the kitchen, rubbing her eyes and yawning. Go back to bed I urge her, pouring coffee into another cup because I know that she wont.
Im fine She insists, taking the warm cup of coffee and sipping from it gratefully. Besides I thought Id come down to the planet and help you out.
You dont have to do that
We sit down at the table and she covers my hand with her own. I want to I bring her hand to my lips barely brushing my lips against her fingers.
Ok. But Im leaving in an hour She smiles.
Thats plenty of time She whispers sliding onto my lap. I let my hands linger on her back before bringing it to her neck.
Not enough time for that I see the hurt in her eyes as she backs away from me.
I guess Ill just grab a shower then

Jenny-

No matter what I do Marina always seems to be in a bad mood, and no matter what I do that bad mood always seems to be my fault. Five years, on and off, Marina and I have been together. If you would have asked me, ten years ago, if I would still know Marina now I would have said no. If you would have asked me if we would be in a relationship I would have said it was impossible. And yet here we are. Dancing this same familiar yet somehow difficult dance that Marina and I barely get through anymore.
Marina is sat on a chair beside our bed, with her legs crossed, and a scowl on her face. I move over to the bed, and sit behind her. She looks over her shoulder at me and frowns. What are you doing? She snaps irritably.
Why dont you sit on the bed? I suggest.
Are we going to *****? I hate the way she says that because it makes me feel like the old jenny. It makes her sound so spiteful. I shrug it off.
Please I beg because she loves me to beg. She sighs loudly, but makes her way onto the bed infront of me. I look into her hard, hidden, brown eyes. I know they change when she lets them.
What are you…?
Shh I whisper, bringing my fingers to her thick almost black hair. I run my hands through her soft tufts, lightly raking my fingertips against her scalp. So whats wrong with you? I ask, massaging the spot behind her ears with my thumbs.
She licks her bottom lip, rolling her head against my hands. Her face softening with pleasure. What do you mean whats wrong with me? She tries to make her voice harsh, tries to make it cut, but its not working.
Is something wrong at The Planet? My fingers slide down to her neck.
No She closes her eyes and I start to massage her neck.
Then why are you in such a bad mood
Jenny She warns. Dont pick at things
I just want to know how youre feeling I whisper allowing the hurt to seep into my voice, taking my hands away from her. She reaches for them before I can draw them away completely. She slides onto my lap, still clutching at my wrists. Her lips find mine and kiss them, her hands automatically delving into my hair. Do you still love me Marina? She looks at me her lust slowly fading into guilt.
Of course I love you Jenny She whispers, looking down at our joined hands. I wish I could read Marinas mind, I wish I knew the reason for that frown. She sighs, looking up at me, bringing her hands to my cheeks. Of course I love you She repeats kissing my forehead, my nose, and then my lips. She wraps her arms tightly around me. I feel so safe in Marinas embrace. I clutch her shoulders unable to keep the tears from spilling. I dont want Marina to see how weak I am. She lays me down on the bed shaking her head solemnly when she spots my tears. She pulls the silk sheets over us and switches off the lights. For the first time, in what feels like months, I fall asleep in Marinas arms.