HIS-Story

HIS-Story~15

Say you love me by Jessie Ware.

I immediately stripped out of my clothes in panic. My rapid heart beat was the only thing I heard as I tried to clean the blood off my arms, hands, face and chest. My eyes was bulging from the sudden fear. Yes Fear!

Not fear for myself, but fear for the person that was supposed to be under my care and protection. Fear for a woman I sleep with its mostly every night. Fear for Amber.

It was a normal night....

Amber and I was just walking out the ice cream at midnight. She wanted ice cream, so we decided to make a run to our favorite ice cream shops that stayed open late. Anyway, we was walking out while eating our ice creams and joking around. That was until some rivals that notice me drove by. When they stopped there car everything went down hill. Amber saw the side of me that I never wanted her to see; my beast. I killed half of them with just a swiss knife in my back pocket, the other half ran away.

The face Amber gave me was filled with horror and disappointment. What was I supposed to do? Get the crap beat out of me and let them take her, molest her and/or put my Amber in human trafficking. Hell no! Am I the bad guy? Maybe. Do I feel bad? No. Do I want to see the same scared look on her face? Obviously not.

After washing all the blood off of me in the sink, I stripped down to my boxers and bundle all my bloody clothes in one pile. I didn't want Amber to see them, so I grabbed a extra grocery bag and stuffed my clothes in there.

"AJ?" I heard Amber behind me. From her voice she was still frightened.

I tied up the bag before facing Amber. "Amber, what you saw was-" How can I put this? "I was protecting you," I gripped the bag in my hand as her face kept changing into different emotions. She was still scared, but not horrified which is good on my end.

She leaned on the door frame as her delicate hands grabbed the edges. "I-It's okay AJ-"

"It's not okay. You was not supposed to see that side of me, you was not supposed to see him."

"Him?"

I nod. "Yes, the beast. The side that's a murderer, a killer. I-I just don't want you seeing me like that, I don't want anyone I care about see me like that," I leaned over the sink with both of my hands on each side. My head was down and my eyes was close, I felt weak; sharing my thoughts out like this. It felt really weird and unnecessary. But with Amber, it felt normal and necessary.

"AJ," Amber's hand slid down my back slowly. Her hand was soft, warm and delicate like a flower. I was afraid to hold them in my rough, cold and hard hands that had blood from the past splattered all over them. It'll be my fault if they crumble in mine, it'll be my fault if she crumbles in my arms. "AJ look at me, please."

I finally did. Her brown eyes glowed with worry, her plump lips was parted like she was going to say something. Her hand was still on my back...gosh she's so delicate.

"I care for you as well, I really really care for you. I don't see you as a monster, I'm a little shocked but not really scared. If you wasn't there tonight, those guys would of did things to me, awful things and I'm so thankful that you protected me the only way you knew how. So thank you, not because you killed, but because you was by my side."