My Other Half (Avenged Sevenfold)

Untitled Part 62

"Babe, just get in the tub." I told Tatum the next day.

Tatum was wrapped in a silk robe, staring at the giant jacuzzi bathtub in our room. Not sure why She won't get in it. Tatum looked up at me painfully and shook her head.

"Babe? Why won't you just take a bath and relax?" I asked curiously.

"I'm scared to." She said, looking away from me.

"You take showers." I pointed out.

Yeah, no worries friends, I can't seem to figure out what the issue is. I really can't. Even I am dense sometimes.

"It's different. There is no standing water in a shower." She said quietly.

Now the light bulb went off in my head. The creek. Being held under water. I really am a dumbass sometimes. I walked over and hugged her to my chest.

"Let's just try, ok? I'll get in with you." I said to her.

"You just want to see me naked, Brian." She mumbled into my chest.

I let out a laugh, watching her look up at me. She smiled.

"No shit I do. Let's just try. If it gets to be too much, we get out. Deal?" I asked.

"Ok." She said apprehensively.

I got the water going and watched her pull her hair up onto the top of her head. Once the tub was filled, I got in and turned to her. Panic is written all over her face.

"Doll, it's just us here. I'd never, ever let anyone hurt you like that." I said, holding my hand out to her.

She took a deep breath and pulled the robe off. For some reason, I took notice of the large scar on her shoulder for once. By the time the surgeons were done with it, it left a large dark red scar that was jagged. I guess I never paid much attention to it since She got her stitches out. She also keeps it covered all the time too.

Tatum extended her hand to me. I watched as her hand trembled reaching for mine. I carefully held onto it, and let her take her time getting closer to the tub.

Finally, she cautiously put one foot into the tub. I watched her chest start to heave with panic again.

"Tatum, focus on me. Just you and me here. That's it." I said quietly.

Her eyes snapped up to mine. I nodded at her. Tatum kept her gaze on mine as she finished getting into the tub. She let out a few deep breaths, slowly sitting down.

"Are you ok?" I asked her.

"Just...keep talking to me about something." She whispered.

Oh hell. Any other time I can think of something to talk to her about. So, I just started rambling.

"Remember when you accused me of being in the porn industry?" I grinned at her.

She giggled a little bit and nodded.

"Of all the things I've been accused of in my life, that was a first for me." I smiled.

"You were so secretive about it. Saying you made music videos but didn't elaborate, what was I supposed to think?" She grinned.

"I mean, now that you put it that way, I can understand why you thought it." I laughed.

"What about when you tried to hide Cujo from me and told me you had a box of tampons behind your back." I laughed, hearing her laugh.

"I didn't expect you to be sitting there. I panicked." She giggled.

I felt her relaxing more next to me. I made her move to sit between my legs. Wrapping my arms around her, I pressed a kiss to her cheek.