Afraid to Love

Chapter 26

Chapter 26;

*Carsons POV*

"Is anything broken, doc?" I asked as the doctor came towards me. I was frantically waiting in the emergency room to see if Makenzie was okay from the blow she took last night.

The doctor looked at me with seriousness in his eyes. "Yes, she's okay. I just have to speak with a guardian. Is that okay?" The doctor looked around the room. It wasn't filled with many people. Other than a baby crying with a mom trying to care for it and two old people opposite of the room of me.

"They don't know I'm here..." I admitted, and glared into the mans eyes.

The doctor smiled and laughed. "Here on your own, huh?" I nodded. "Not a problem, but only this once, okay? I don't need to be getting in trouble by your parents,"

"Is Makenzie okay?"

"Yes. It's only a tiny fracture. We will have her in a tiny cast and sling for a few weeks while that heals up. Make sure she doesn't move it," the doctor stood up, and ruffled my hair. I didn't like being touched. "Good luck, kid." He went back into his office.

I groaned and sighed. At least she was okay. I just don't know what I'm going to tell Tyler and Danielle about her arm or the table that got broken when I landed on it. I soon saw Makenzie walking out, and she smiled when she saw me. A wave of relief washed over me, and I finally had her in my arms.

Makenzie giggled and sighed into my throat. "You've had me worried sick," I murmured quietly.

"It's only a fracture," She said, looking up at me.

"Fracture or not, I'm still worried about you,"

She smiled slightly, and pecked my cheek. It felt nice. I held her good hand, and began walking her out to the car. I buckled her in and got into the drivers side.

"I don't know how we're going to explain this to my parents..." Makenzie said slowly.

"Neither do I. But hey, are you hungry?"

She nodded, and turned up the heat in the car. It started raining, and thundering. "We can go get McDonalds, alright?" I smiled at her.

Kenzie giggled, and reached for my hand that wasn't on the wheel. She laced her hand with mine, and her touch felt nice. It felt so different. The only touch I've ever really felt like this was my dads, and I didn't like it. Kenzie felt amazing though. Her soft, small hands were enough for me. My hands were maybe an inch bigger than hers, and it made her feel tiny.

I started backing out of the parking lot, and turned out on the highway. I was gonna be careful this time, and try not to get into an accident. I soon saw McDonalds, and turned into their drive through. I ordered Makenzies food, and then parked in the parking lot.

"You're not going to eat?" She asked, opening up her bag. She pulled out a fry and nibbled on it. I shook my head, and then she offered me a fry.

I smiled, and shook my head. "You need to eat. I'll eat on my own time,"

She began eating more fries, and finally put the bag down on the floor. She unbuckled her seat belt, and shuffled herself to face me.

"What're you doing?"

Kenzie grabbed my hand and tugged a little. She whimpered, and played with my fingers. She wanted to kiss me, and wanted me on top of her, but I didn't want to hurt her arm anymore than it already was. I groaned, and shook my head.

"No... Makenzie, I don't want to hurt you... Your arm..."

She whimpered again, and she tried to take off her shirt. I don't know why I wasn't stopping this. Her stomach starting revealing, and soon her breasts were too. I was starting to get turned on by what I was seeing, and she knew I was. She looked at me with a smile as she saw me looking at her chest.

"You want me?" she asked, fully taking off her shirt with only one arm. I was amazed she did that on her own.

I didn't even realize that I was moving closer to her. I wanted to feel her, to touch her, to hold her... To feel what's mine. My hand slowly reached her chest, and it started moving upwards. I could feel Kenzie shiver as my hand touched her breast. She moaned a little, and that got me turned on a hell of a lot. I slowly got on top of her, being careful of her arm, and began kissing her.

I kissed her passionately and eagerly. I let my tongue slip into her mouth, and kissed her roughly. My lips were yearning for more, as my tongue explored her mouth from top to bottom. My hands were all over her chest, and I let one hand slip downwards. I made my way into her pants, and slowly but surely, started going at it.

She moaned with pure pleasure and lust as I worked at it. I enjoyed this quite a bit, but the thought of my dad was slipping into my head. I started thinking of the time when he would do this to me, and try to get me off. It worked, but I hated it. He found my g-spot all the time and memorized it. It was sickening. That's how much he did that to me.

I kissed Makenzie more urgently, like

I have never needed her before. I would not let my dad ruin this anymore. No matter how much it hurt, no matter how much I wanted to stop... No matter how much i felt the urge to cut... I wanted to keep going. Makenzie would never hurt me or pressure me into doing anything I didn't want to. I took my hand out of her pants, and smiled as I started grinding against her.

I felt myself wanting to moan, but I wasn't going to give her that satisfaction just yet. I felt her hand start taking my shirt off, and then felt her hand on my chest. I wanted to make her beg for it. I wanted to be in control. To finally feel like I have that would be an amazing feeling.

Makenzie started slipping her hand in my pants, and work her way on it. Her touch felt so amazing. She started going at it, and I let the moan slip on accident. She smiled at me.

"Can we?" She whispered, trying to catch her breath.

Now? In the car? Was I even ready for it? Dad. He just keeps coming into my head, and Makenzie must've sensed that, and stopped everything she was doing.

"I'm sorry. You're thinking about your dad again, aren't you?"

I shook my head. I was a good liar, but she could always figure me out. She glared at me, and sighed. She took her hand out of my pants, and leaned her head back on the seat.

"I never said we could stop..." I muttered. Her expression went from sad, and pissed, to surprised. She smiled, and began kissing me again. This time, it was more urgent.

I started shuffling us to the back of the car, still kissing her. I didn't want to part with her lips. They were too perfect. I laid her down carefully on the seat, and got on top. Careful of her arm, I leaned down started kissing her neck. She moaned again, as I started grinding more against her. She slid her hand down to where my pants began, and started trying to take them off. She was having trouble with it, so I took them off myself. I laughed and began kissing her again.

I felt her smile underneath my kisses, and she slid her hand in my boxers once more. This time, she did it really fast, and rough and I moaned constantly. I took off her jeans and threw them on the ground. I became

more turned on than I ever thought possible. My dad never made me feel this way. It felt nice.

I slowly kissed down her stomach, and stopped above her panty line. She I could tell she was begging me to go down further, but just as I was about to, I heard a bang on the car window.

I cussed under my breath, and tried to see who it was banging on my window at a time like this.

It was that little bitch I saw last night. The one that hurt Makenzie. The one that ruins everything. The one person I truly hated.

Carter.

Authors Note; sorry... I was hungry and then it led to me almost making them have sex. LOL. Okay, so I need ideas of what to write for my chapters. Would y'all mind giving me some?

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