Bloody Death

June 26th

Grace awakened from her sleep in even greater pain than the first time. Her back was hurting, her throat was scratched and she was not exactly able to move. She bit her lip as she turned onto her side to keep quiet. Guilt had gotten to her, but not as bad as the pain had. Grace sat up and covered herself with the blanket and oil her head down into her knees. It was the worst pain in the world and it only got worst once she sat up because had gained a headache. Michael had awakened to find Grace with her head buried into her knees.

Michael: Good morning Grace.. What is wrong?

Grace wanted to answer, but she just shook her head. Michael sat up in pain also. He bit his lip because of the pain in his hips and back.

Michael: Will you speak to me?

Grace shook her head again. Michael lifted up her head and saw her wet face.

Michael: Grace, why are you crying?

Grace still could not answer him. He wiped her tears away and kissed her.

Michael: Do not cry Grace.. Are you in pain as well?

Grace nodded.

Michael: Where?

Grace held her throat, touched her back, pointed to her head, rubbed her shoulders and bit her lip as she looked down before turning away from him. Michael sighed and covered his face.

Michael: I am so sorry Grace. I never meant to hurt you. I never meant to be that rough with you. Are you hurting anywhere else?

Grace slowly nodded after a while.

Michael: Where?

Grace couldn't explain it. She was so embarrassed about it and couldn't possibly just tell him where. So she just laid there and stayed quiet.

Michael: Grace, please. You must tell me.

Grace shook her head but it only caused more trouble as she gripped the blankets. Michael moved closer to her and put his arm around her as he looked at her.

Michael: Please.. I will have to start guessing if you do not tell me.

Grace's eyes flew open. That was the last thing she wanted. She didn't want him to guess correctly and she definitely didn't want him touching her. She felt the sheets under the blanket move and then she felt his hand on her hip.

Michael: Here?

Grace bit her lip in fear as he moved his hand again. He went down her leg and then stopped again.

Michael: What about here?

Grace shook her head. His hand came back up and touched her stomach.

Michael: Does this hurt?

Grace shook her head again and then his hand began to go down slowly. Grace stopped his hand before it got there. She looked at him and he knew.

Michael: Oh.. Grace. I never meant to hurt you. I am sorry I made you uncomfortable with me and I hope there is something I can do to make you feel better.

Grace shook looked at him for a while and then shook her head while turning away from him again. Michael sighed as he rubbed his face with his hands. He then had an idea. He went over to Grace and began to rub her shoulders. He kissed them before moving on to her back. By then, Grace was laying on her stomach. Michael kissed her back multiple times in different places as he worked his way down to her hips. He was stopped by her placing her hands on his.

Michael: What is it?

Grace shook her head and turned over too quickly. She had forgotten she had on no clothes. She quickly covered herself with her hands as she tried to pull the sheets over her. Michael stopped her and tried to get her to remove her hands. Grace was set on covering herself and Michael got off of her.