My Dilemma

Enemies- 10

Kamryn Stones

She was hurting and didn't want me to see, I don't blame her at all to be honest I haven't been the kindest. But right now she needed me, she came to me willingly, she wanted me.

I'm not sure why but the fact she wanted me was enough to make me smile. She wanted me.

Her voice came out strained, "careful, I'm starting to think you care."

I smirked a little, nice to know her attitude was still there. Even with all of this, she was still her.

Like I said, her soul is purer than mine ever would be.

"About you?" She nods and looks at me as I grab some wet towels and anti bacterial wipes from the cupboard.

I crouched down by her and looked at her leg, "maybe I do."

She furrows her eyebrows and bites her lip while facing away.

Fuck she can't do that around me.

How does someone look so good after a car crash?

"Buttering me up just so you can see my injuries? that's low even for you."

Her comment made me chuckle and I looked at her ring that she's always wearing.

"Pretty ring,"

She paused, "purity ring, although I don't feel pure right now."

"If you show me your leg I'm sure you'll feel purer."

I've never seen her eyes roll so far back in my life and it made me smile, I was winning this whether she wanted to admit it or not.

"Fine."

"Fine?"

"Undress me."

I swear I felt the blood rush to my cheeks, if I wasn't such a stuttering mess she probably wouldn't have noticed but my face tinted pink almost immediately. I didn't even need to see myself, I felt it happen.

I caught myself picturing her body and tried to throw the thoughts out but I couldn't help it. God this is so messed up. Get a grip Kamryn.

She catches me looking at her surprised and smiles as much as she can for someone in so much pain.

"Kam, either take my clothes off and help or I'll go see an actual doctor."

"No!" she looked puzzled, "I mean no, I've got it, just s-sit still."

I cannot believe I just did that.

I slowly sat her up and knelt down in front of her, I needed to stop getting distracted.

"Open your legs."

It was supposed to be a request but came out as more of a demand, I saw the gulp she took when she looked at me with her head leaning back against the headrest but her eyes focused on mine.

I gripped the waistband of her trousers without breaking eye contact and she shivered at the touch, it was small but noticeable to anyone who was paying attention.

I was paying attention and she was thriving off it.

She pushed her legs apart slightly as her chest puffed out while she was getting comfy.

"Lift your hips up for me."

The sentence came out more seductive than I'd have liked it to but I couldn't change it now. There was a change in her demeanour. Her eyes dimmed even though the light was on, there was a darkness to her that she was hiding.

It was almost inviting, luring you in. I wanted to be in it. I didn't care if it corrupted me.

She placed her hands on top of mine as she lifted her hips up and our eyes didn't break away from each others. She gently pushed my hands down with a firm grip and the material in my hands was being pulled down with them.

It reached the bottom of her legs and I leaned forward unconsciously to take her trousers off completely, I accidentally grazed a cut in her leg and she grabbed my shoulders to hold me still.

I scanned her face quickly and stopped what I was doing, waiting for her to tell me to carry on. But she never.

She just stared, I could see the thoughts spiralling in her head. I couldn't quite make out what thoughts they were but there were many.

"Slow, go slow."

She didn't let go of my shoulders, I think she wanted the control even if she had none. After this week I think she needed to at least feel in control so I let her. I let her be in control of me.

I nodded, agreeing to what she said and stood up slowly with her hands moving around my neck.

"I've got you."

She squinted her eyes shut in pain as I carried her to the kitchen counter, I placed her down as gently as I could and she mumbled a small 'I'm sorry.'

"What for?"

She was looking down, clearly struggling to look back at me. I had a strong belief that she was feeling this tension too. Yet it was too soon to break it.

I wouldn't be the one to break it.

She has to break it.

She doesn't respond.

"Take off your shirt too, I'll wash it and give it back to you."

She grabs the bottom of her shirt and lifts it over her head letting her wet hair fall back down her sides.

I took it and put it in the washing machine, hoping the stains would come out.

I grabbed some cloth and disinfectant and went to put it on her cut but she grabbed my wrist instinctively with an insane amount of force. What the fuck did he do to her?

"You'll be okay, I'm right here. This might hurt so on three, keep quiet, kehlani and my aunt are asleep."

She nods, "one.. two.."

I rubbed a disinfectant wipe over her wound before the count of three to catch her off guard and simultaneously used my other hand to cover her mouth that she grunted into.

I was so focused on cleaning her cuts that I didn't notice she moved my hand down towards her neck, I dabbed the wipe again and she slapped my arm from the agony she was in which made my hand tense around her throat and it seemed to silence the noises she was making.

She bit her lip with her eyebrows furrowed to also keep herself silent and I smiled as I finished up and cleaned everything properly.

She was still sat on the counter with her head tilted back, "can I touch you?"

She looked straight at me and nodded, "use your words."

"You can touch me but only for today, we don't talk about this to anybody."

"Who do you think I am?"

"Kamryn Stones unless I've got a concussion?"