Our Recovery|Away at War

Chapter 6- Safe

''Michael.'' I warned him, my body as stiff as a rock on the outside, but trembling uncontrollably on the inside.

''Come on Wills, it was so much fun.'' He purred, lifting his hand out to stroke my face.

''Don't touch me.'' I snapped, moving my head away from his hand. He still had a firm grip on my wrist, pressing that side of my body to the door so I was trapped. ''Don't think for one second that if you tried anything I wouldn't scream.'' I threatened him. ''After I'd kicked your tiny little-

''Obviously wasn't that tiny, you were the one begging for me.'' He snarled, trailing his finger down my neck, nearing my chest.

''Right now, you disgust me.'' I spat at him. ''You're married, about to have a child, I'm engaged and here you are trying it on with me!'' I shout.

''Shh, someone will hear us.'' As his fingers travelled further and further down, I snapped my hand up- locking it around his wrist to stop him going any further. Pushing him away, he drunkly stumbled back, falling and hitting his head on the side of the bath.

''Remember who the hell you are Michael. This isn't you, you're the kind, caring one- not some sleazy drunk who tries on it with their best friend. Clean yourself up, and don't touch me again!'' I screamed, unlocking the door and slamming out of the bathroom. As soon as I was outside, I gasped for air, begging for it to fill my lungs.

What had just happened, I don't know. That person in there wasn't like Michael at all, he was always the sensible one out of the three- the caring one. But that man in there made me want to throw up, the thought of his hands on my body made my skin crawl. I bit down on my lip, taking deep breaths and steadied my heart, when I heard Finn call for me.

''Wills? Are you up here?'' He shouted, walking up the stairs, he turned left and saw me leaning against the door. I quickly shook what had just happened off and gave Finn the biggest, fakest smile I'd ever given anyone. ''What's up? Addie said you were upset.'' He said, walking over. ''Hey, you're trembling, are you alright?'' He asked, wrapping his arms around my stiff body. At his familiar scent, my body relaxed against his, and I released a huge breath in his comfort.

''I-I was coming to find you, and then i don't know, I felt an anxiety attack coming on.''

''Are you alright now?'' He asked, kissing my forehead. I nodded my head into his chest, letting every bit of tension and terror go.

''Urm, Michael's in there. He's fallen and hit his head.'' I said, motioning towards the bathroom. ''He's had far too much to drink.'' I laughed.

''I'll go sort him out. I'll see you down as soon as possible, they're meant to be opening the gifts soon.'' Finn said, kissing me gently and then walking into the bathroom. My heart seized up at the thought of them alone, Michael could say anything- but I knew he would stay quiet, Finn was one of his best friends.

I shakily walked down the stairs, my legs trembling as I made my way back down to everyone. I walked over to where I could see Addie, Mya and Damien stood sipping a non-alcoholic cocktail, and smiled at them. ''Hey what's up?'' Mya asked, seeing the look on my face.

''Nothing, I'm fine.'' I smiled at her. ''I'm just going to get a drink.'' I walked off to the table, weaving my way through all the children running and screaming about. As I filled my glass, I felt someone come up next to me, making me jump slightly.

''Woah, it's just me, ''Damien said. ''Adds sent me over. You look petrified are you alright?''

''I'm fine, really.'' I smiled, walking away from him.

''Look, you either tell me, or I'm going to get Finn.'' He reasoned, raising his eyebrows.

''Please don't.'' I whispered, suddenly terrified of what would happen.