Muscially Engaged. (Tommy Joe Ratliff FanFic)

Chapter 8| Inner Monsters

I was awoken after realizing that Tommy wasn't beside me. It was still dark outside. I slipped out of the bunk and saw the bathroom light on. I knocked on the door and Tommy whispered, "Just leave me alone." It wasn't him. It didn't sound like him.

I opened the door and saw him, sitting in the bathtub, bleeding from his arm. He held a blade in his other hand. I hit the floor and crawl beside him.

"Tommy, what have you done?" I asked, touching his arm. He cringed and threw his head back. I looked under the sink and saw a first aid kit. I took out an alcohol swab and a bandage. I slid the alcohol over his arm. He grabbed the side of my neck, not hard enough to choke me. But it caught me off guard.

I wrapped the bandage over the now, not bleeding slits. Tears formed under my eyes. I didn't like seeing anyone in pain.

"Tommy, why would you?" I asked. He didn't answer me.

I rubbed his face, causing him to shut his eyes and lean his head against the wall. I looked at him.

"Tommy, please answer me."

"I had a nightmare," He said,

"I get them too, tell me about it." I begged, sitting on the ground.

"No," He argued.

"Tommy, please."

"Just come here." He said, pulling me into his lap. I laid against his chest, hearing his heart slow. He gently held me, while I slept against his chest.

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"Uh. Tommy....Charley?" I opened my eyes. I saw Adam standing in the bathroom. I forgot last night.

I was covering the spot where Tommy had gotten blood on his shirt.

"Adam, what are you doing here?" I asked.

"I came in here to take a piss and see you guys sleeping in here, what's up with that?"

"Nothing, just get out for a second, please." I told Adam. He agreed. I woke Tommy, hearing him groan in pain from his arm.

"Baby, c'mon. Get up." I told him, standing. His shirt was bloody. He took it off and I walked outside and grabbed a cloth. I wet it and sat on the sink. I wiped away the dried blood from his shirt, that laid on his chest. His eyes never left my face. I took the bandage off, and checked the cuts before applying a new bandage.

"I'm sorry about what happened last night," he said, looking at me.

"You made it sound like we had sex or something," I giggled. He wasn't amused.

"I wasn't joking Charley." He said. I didn't say anything. He just came closer to me. I laid my cheek on his shoulder and leaned there.

"Please don't do it again, you're too pretty to die." I said, feeling his hand tighten around my hips.

"I don't think I intended to die, I just needed to let the monster inside me loose." He said, I nodded against his shoulder. I finally pulled away and walked outside. I met Adam on the couch. Alana was still sleeping.

"What happened last night with you and Tommy?" He asked.

"Nothing, Adam. He just had a nightmare," I said, not really wanting to tell him about the cuts.

Tommy came out with a black and white stripped shirt with a pair of black jeans.

He opened the fridge and pulled out some orange juice. I smiled, watching him drink the cold liquid. The way his neck moved as he swallowed it was attractive.

Alana slid out of the bunk and walked in behind Tommy. He smiled at me.

"Good morning," I said. She sat beside Monte on the couch.

"We'll be staying in Canada for a couple days, so we have a hotel so we'll all have rooms and beds, real beds." Adam said, making everyone gasp and smile.

The bus came to a stop and we all got out. Adam got the key cards and said,

"Tommy and Charley," He handed us the key card.

"Monte and Isaac," He handed them the key card.

"Alana has her own room, like me." Adam said, giving her the key card. We all went to our rooms. I opened the door and fell onto the giant bed in the middle of the room.

"I wanna shower." Tommy said, walking into the bathroom. I took out my phone and scrolled through Twitter. Pictures of me filled the page.

@SmileyPeaches: What a slut?! I bet she's fucked all the guys. Maybe even turned Adam straight. What a whore.

@8976Chick: Oh my god. She's so ugly. Why couldn't Adam have taken me on tour with him, she's not good enough.

@GlambertWild: I bet she paid Adam to go on tour with them, just to have sex with them. She's so fake.

What they were saying about me, made me angry and sad. I threw my phone on the floor and cried in my hands. Tommy came out with a towel wrapped around his lower half. He saw me.

"What's wrong Charley?" he asked me.

I pointed at my phone, he walked over and read what people said. I saw his face redden with anger. I suddenly felt really self conscious about myself. He smiled at me.

"Hey, it's okay. People do it to me, Adam, Monte, and Isaac. It's okay."He said, hugging me tightly. I smelled his shampoo and body wash. I could still feel the dampness of his skin, causing me not to want to let go, but I did.

"I'm going to get dressed, and get us some coffee. Would you like something?" He asked me. I nodded and he smiled, before walking back into the bathroom. He left my phone on the bed. I shut it off, before hearing it vibrate. Tommy had tweeted something.

@TommyJoeRatliff: To everyone who has something bad to say about Charley, I don't know what's wrong with you? Clearly you have nothing better to do with your pathetic life than make fun of someone who clearly makes me happy. I thought you cared about me. I guess I was wrong.

He stood up for me? Sweet.