Every Step

Chapter 11: My Demons

"Don't wanna let you down,
But I am hell bound,
Though this is all for you,
Don't wanna hide the truth."
(Extracted from Demons by Imagine Dragons (video on the side))

Shara's POV

We just sit there... Stare at the dumpsters opposite us, with me resting my hand on Mark's injured one, softly.

Are you sure you want to do this? I mean his eyes... It's just... I'm not sure...

"Timi..." Mark mutters. I look over to him. His eyes are taking a slight brownish red colour instead of their usual molten chocolate brown colour.

"Yes?" I answer nearly silently.

"Why? I mean... Why did you come out after me?" 'Why?' now... You see, that is a good question.... Why, Timi?

"Isn't this what friends are for?" I answer back with a small smile. I lift his hand by the wrist, to not cause that much of a pain, and place it onto my lap, covering it with both of my palms.

"'Friends'? You see me as one of your friends?" He asks with big puppy eyes. They look a lot different with a little red in them.

"Well, of course, you dummy! You're one of my friends..." At that he grabs his hand away from my lap and moves away slightly.

"Well.." He clears his throat. "That's good... Great. I mean I'm happy that we're friends."

"Mark?" I ask slightly concerned.

"I... Um... I should go back... Inside. The guys are probably missing me..." He says, jumping up from the hard concrete.

"You're hand is still wrapped up in a bright pink strip of silk, dude..." I smile at him again.

"Oh... Yeah, heh. I'll sort it out..."

"No, let me. I have some stuff in my bag, you now, just in case things and stuff happens... I'll go and get it..." I say as I stand up as well and make Mark sit down again.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A few minutes later I return with my bag~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Here you go..." I say as I grab the little first aid kit from my bag. "Antiseptic, cotton balls and a roll of bandage."I unwrap his hand then grab a cotton ball and soak it through with antiseptic. "This is going to sting a bit..." I mutter with a small smile and softly start to softly clean the skin around Mark's still slowly bleeding knuckles. He winces a bit but sits through it without pulling his hand away.

I then grab the roll of bandage and wrap the whole roll around his hand/knuckles. "This should be better." I smile again and pack things up. Mark just sits there and stares at my hands once again.

Mark's POV

Don't let her too close... I would never... I don't want to hurt her...

"Hey..." I say suddenly after Timi finishes packing away her first aid kit. "Thanks..." I lift my bandaged up hand a bit.

"As I said... That's what friends are for! Why did you do it, anyway?" No... She wants to dig in too deep... You can't let her...

"Well... It's just a big of... Stress release...." I mutter, looking down onto my hand.

"Why don't you punch a pillow? Or Wade? I mean... He always causes trouble... You know..." That made me chuckle.

"Well, there wasn't a pillow at hand and I would never punch Wade even if he always gets shit from us..." I mutter.

"Oh, right..." Shara smiles. A small kind smile. Her eyes are... Well... They seem to be the mixture of pink and hazel right now... Weird... Her lips are pretty... I like her smile, I really lik- SHUT UP! THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT WE WANT TO AVOID!!!

I can't...

I lean in and kiss Timi on the lips, softly.

(A/N: I know I've said I will not upload this weekend but I thought I'd upload this cause... Well, I was in the mood for it! I know it's short but... Stuff is happening! ^-^- SharaRogers-Timea)