Selina Smith
I sat in the, once again, empty room, I'd pissed off Chase, for real this time, but it was scary. I don't know what had brought me to ask such a question, but I did, and I regret it. Tears continued to roll down my cheeks as I hug myself, I got deja vu for when I'd ever felt alone, I would always hug myself. He'd scared me so much, I actually thought he was going to hit me.
I suddenly felt tired, after effortlessly crying. I use the rest of my strength to climb into Chase's bed, I got lost in his bedsheets. The smell drives me crazy, I miss him so much and soon I doze off.
"WELL?!" Chase screams at my face, "WHY THE FUCK DID YOU ASK THAT!!" his voice being louder than it usually was. "I'm sorry" I whimper in the corner of his kitchen, he's holding the knife, his grip tightens at ever tear that falls, he was pissed off and I was scared.
I was stabbed though, I curled up into a little ball in the corner and placed a hand on my wound. He takes a deep breath and throws the knife somewhere across the room. "You're such a bitch, y'know that." He says, he lowered his voice, "you're seriously messed up in the fucking head, I can't believed I fucked you, you've got some next level issues".
Every word he'd said broke my heart, deeper and deeper. It hurt coming from my mum, but it came from the guy I fucked, now that was deep shit. I hear footsteps heading my direction, but I don't raise my head to see.
"Look at me" I hear a soft but deep voice say, and when I don't listen, a hand grabs my head forcing me, "you're such a heartless bitch, heh, no wonder your mum said all that crap to you, you fucking deserve it, you useless cunt!" He spat at me, before getting up.
Ouch. That hurt deep, I'd always hated being called useless. He heads towards the knife and picks it up, "no, no, no, Chase, no, please, no, CHASE!" I scream as he walks towards me, making me stand up by gripping my hair.
He gently rubs it against my tender skin as I shakily breathe, "Chase..." I whisper.
"FUCK YOU!" he screams at me. No.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" I push myself up once again, I turn my head to see a half-naked Chase next to me, he was sitting up, a hand on my back, and a frown on his face. I don't say a word, I just look at him and he lies back down and I climb on top of him, tears escape from my eyes and fall to his chest.
I could see myself shaking and I couldn't breathe, I think Chase realized that too. "Shhhhh, baby, it's ok, your here now, your safe" I hear him say, but was I? Was I really safe? How do I know that Chase won't flip the table and hurt me.
He gently runs a hand through my hair, the other hand on my ass. I guess you could say I did kind of feel safe with Chase holding me like this. "Same dream?" I hear his gruff, low voice ask, I look up at him and he's staring at the ceiling.
I don't answer, mainly because I'm scared, but if I say the wrong thing, I might end up pushing him away for good. "I'm really really sorry" he tells me, I feel his hand from my ass, trail up and lifts my head up to look at him.
"I know you'll never forgive me, not yet, but please believe me, I didn't mean to shout at you and I am so sorry for hurting you" he meant emotionally, but I don't whether or not to believe him or forgive him.
I thought back to what he said, he actually used 'please' and 'sorry' in the same sentence, that was surprising.
I stare at him, he genuinely has remorse in his eyes, he bit his bottom lip and lifts me up higher, so our faces are in line with each other. "Can you tell me about your dr-nightmare?" He asks, slowly trying to smile, I could tell he wanted me to do the same.
"It- it was the same sort of dream as before, but this time it was because of- of the question" I tell him, his eyes drop in sadness. I'd broke his heart by telling him this, "I'm sorry" I whimper as I place my head back on his chest.
"For what?"
"For- for asking the question and- and for the- the dreams"
"It's ok, baby, but I want you to know, I would never ever hurt you" this time he meant physically, "but remember what I told you..." he smirks as I look up at him in confusion, "never apologize to me, never, ok" he tells me.
"I'm sorry you had a dream about that" he says, "about me, I feel so bad", I thought I heard his voice crack, but he was just tired, after what he's been through, he has every right.
"It my fault" I tell him, "if I didn't have these shitty thoughts about you, I wouldn't be dreaming about that".
He chuckles quietly before saying, "after what you've been through, I'm surprised you had dreams like that".
I look up at him and he smiles, "you've been through worse" I tell him, his smile disappears, he hisses and says, "you got raped and drugged" now my smile disappears, "yeah, well you got shot" I sit up on his hips, my legs spread on either side of him. "Don't pretend what happened to me is worse than yours, because it isn't" I tell him firmly.
He carefully carved a grin on his face, "it is though" he says.
"No it isn't!"
"Yeah it is!"
"No. It . Isn't"
"Are you really answering back to me?" He asks, he wasn't angry, but he wanted to play. "Mmm, maybe.." I say, biting my bottom lip, "your so cute" he growls before throwing me on my back. "No, Chase... Stop" I cry out in giggles, as he eats out my neck.
"Mmm, you taste so good" he murmurs in between my hair. He threads his fingers through mine, and slowly starts to thrust into me, keeping his lips on my neck. He knows I like the sensation, "I love you so fucking much, don't you ever forget that" he tells me once he's done kissing.
"C'mon let's go and watch a movie" he says, climbing off me.
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Aww they made up
They're such a cute couple, despite their fights
Im shipping 'em 😍
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