Unfixable : Kian Lawley & Jc Caylen

Bruises

~KIANS P.O.V.~

I fill up the tub with water and can't help but smirk. Jc and I are going paint-balling today and I thought it would be fun to wake him up with some ice water. When the bucket is full I take it upstairs. God damn this thing is heavy.

I slowly open his door trying my best not to make any noise. I tiptoe in and see him on his bed ....spooning someone? It's a girl. Holy shit this just got interesting.

Dammit, Jc got lucky, I can't soak him when he's with a girl. I set the bucket on the ground and try to peek to see who the girl is. I freeze when I see the familiar full lips. I look just to make sure and as I suspected, it's Luna.

I slowly creep out of the room to try and figure out what the hell happened last night. I guess they fucked. I don't think jc would waste an opportunity like this and not fuck Luna. But how the hell did this even happen? I feel my pulse start to race. I open up a beer to calm down. I don't feel like overthinking this right now.

LUNAS P.O.V.

I wake up to the sound of jc's light snores. I check my phone to see the time. It's 12:07. I'm not sure what to do right now. Jc's arms are wrapped around me and if I get off the bed, he will surely wake up.

"good morning" says jc with his eyes still closed

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to wake you up" I say

"I'm a light sleeper, it's no big deal" he says rubbing his eyes

"...how do you feel?" he asks carefully

"other than the fact that half of my face looks like I'm morphing into a smurf?" I laugh dryly

"do you need anything?" he asks with concern obvious in his eyes

"no thank you" I smile sincerely

Maybe sarcasm isn't the best option right now.

"I'm going to take a shower, but if you need anything just ask ok?" he says

I smile and nod reassuringly

To be honest, I don't feel ok. I'm so emotionally unstable. I can't figure out if I have feelings for Kian, or maybe even Jc. I am scared to even come close to my boyfriend because he might hit me again. I'm not sure if we're technically still dating but I'm too scared to ask or end things because I know that he could do worse things than just a simple slap.

I feel tears start to form in the brim of my eyes but I quickly blink them away even though I am currently alone.

I go to my room and grab my clothes and makeup. I quickly make my way to the downstairs shower since the other one is taken. No one seems to see me and I sigh in relief. I lock the door behind me and take a look in the mirror. I'm surprised to see that I don't look as shitty as I feel. It's nothing makeup can't handle.

I step in the steaming water and feel my muscles relax. I stay in the shower way longer than necessary but it helps me forget my thoughts.

When I'm done, I change into joggers and a simple tank top. I'm not in the mood to impress anyone. I examine my face in the mirror. A mixture of blues greens and even purple takes up a good amount of the left side of my face. The colors are actually quite beautiful and I admire them for too long, sometimes even lightly touching them to feel the stinging pain.