bury you by my side| dream x oc

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Clay puts his legs in between mine, breaking the kiss looking into my eyes, "I love you" he whispers, kissing me again. He leans back into the kiss. "I love you" I respond thru kisses.

His hand meets my waist, causing me to wince. For some reason it hurt. Clay pulls back, "are you okay?" He says, concerned. "Yea I don't know what happened, it hurt when you put your hand there" I reply. Clay raises a brow. Lifting my dress above my hips, to expose bruises. Bruises that I didn't even realize were there. Clay's mouth opens slightly, "what happened?" Confused, I sit up, looking to where he was. "Oh, um. I guess when Daniel grabbed me, he grabbed me harder than I thought" I mutter out.

Suddenly Clay repositions himself next to me on the bed, pulling my dress back down. Letting out a deep sigh, "what else did he do? I just saw him holding you when I walked in." He questions. "Well, he grabbed my waist, grabbed my wrist, and he well, uh-" I was cut off, "Eva did he hit you?". I sigh, "-yea". Clay's expression turns blank, more unable to read. "Why didn't you call for me so I could've got there sooner?" He says angrily. "Clay, I was scared. Everything he did to me came rolling back and I froze out of fear".

"You froze out of fear?" He says. "Yes Clay, I couldn't move or-" he cut me off again, "Eva. You could've yelled my name or something", I pause. He can't be serious? Right?

"Clay I don't think you understand how ptsd works, my body was stressed due to the trauma. I was completely frozen." I say to him, standing my ground. He doesn't reply. Just continues to stay blankly. "Are you really trying to victim blame me, Clay?" I question, desperate for acknowledgement. Still nothing. "Clay-" he cut me off,once again, "Eva. If I hadn't decided to walk in when I did, what would you have let him do?"

I couldn't believe my ears. "LET him? Clay you've gotta be joking" I say with tears beginning to roll down my cheeks. "Yes Eva, let him. You didn't even move". The audacity of him to say these things.

"Clay. My mind and body were frozen. That's kinda how ptsd works ya know". He scoffs then chuckles. I really couldn't believe this. The way he was treating me right now really hurt, but it wasn't the kind of hurt that I wanted to cry. It was the kind of hurt that I wanted to hurt him back. Without thinking, that's exactly what I did. Maybe my next moves should have been thought about more thoroughly, but at the moment I didn't care.

I started laughing. Clay glanced over at me, "what's funny?" He says brows furrowing. I smirk, "oh just thinking about how if I was dating Nick he wouldn't be victim blaming me right now," I glance over at him, seeing the hurt in his eyes, I didn't want to stop there though, "maybe I should have let him kiss me earlier, you know maybe we would be having a good time by now" I say standing up and opening my door. Clay swallows, hurt still in his eyes, "wait- where are you going?" He says standing up.

I chuckle, turning towards him. Stopping dead in my tracks. I look him dead in the eye with a smile, "Nick's room".