Nothing Stays Perfect

True Colours.

I spun around in Chase’s arms, his hands rested on my stomach. I patted them reassuringly then pulled them off, stepping forward, placing myself between the two boys. Jake was giving Chase a death glare over me.

“Oh right, so it’s fine for you to make out with another chick while I am standing twenty metres away, but not for me to have a good time with a friend?” I asked Jake, “Fucking hypocrite!” He finally acknowledged me.

“I didn’t do anything!” He said defensively, “She threw herself at me!”

“For a whole month. Really Jake? You took her ‘throwing herself at you’ for a whole month, but still came back here and told me you loved me, slept in my bed, kissed me, like nothing was happening behind my back?!” I felt strong knowing I had Chase standing less than a metre from me.

“It hasn’t been like that Maggie!” He growled, shooting another glare at Chase, “Get inside, so we can talk about this.” He went to grab me; I pulled away from him.

“I’m not going anywhere with you! You lying cheating bastard!” I spat venomously at his face.

“Yes, you are!” He lunged forward again, sinking his fingers into my arm and pulling me toward him. I reached up with my other hand and slapped him, he looked shocked then recovered, digging his fingers further into my arm, “You’ll regret that Maggie,” He looked almost sadistic, “Now come on,” He pulled me again, I dug my heels into the sand and growled at him, reaching to slap him. He grabbed my hands in one of his, and then landed a hard slap across my face, “Fucking come with me.” He pulled me again; when I pulled back he turned around, slapping me hard across the face again,

“Fuck off you spastic dickhead!” I screamed at him, suddenly he dropped my hands,

“You wouldn’t fuck me Maggie; we both know that,” He sneered, “Good luck getting any ass out of that frigid bitch,” He said to Chase, “She is too fucking preoccupied with that stupid Harley to notice any other guy!” He motioned to Buckley, “That stupid fucking horse too!” I snapped, reaching again to slap him. Before I could hit him both of my arms were pinned to my sides, hot breath tickled my ear.

“I’ll handle him Dora.” Chase whispered, before putting himself in Jake’s line of fire,

“I wouldn’t stand up for her bro,” Jake said through clenched teeth, “She isn’t worth it.”

“I think she is worth every ounce of what I will do to you if you even think about touching her again.” Chase said calmly, Jake laughed,

“That bitch? Are we talking about the same chick here?”

“That one?” Chase asked innocently, directing to me, “If so, then yeah, we are talking about my Dora.” Inside my heart swelled at him calling me his, and using my new nickname,

“Your Dora?” Jake snorted, “This gets more fucked up by the second.”

“Why’s that ‘bro’? Because she has realised what a dick you are and moved on?” Chase managed to say before a fist impacted with his stomach. I forgot my stinging face, instead feeling the fist hit my own stomach too, I screamed as Jake’s knee hit Chase’s nose, hearing the crack then Jake’s sadistic laughter.

“I’ll come and get you later Maggie.” He said before finally walking away, I dropped to Chase’s side.

“Chase?” I whispered, “Chase, please answer me!” I began sobbing as blood began spurting from his nose, “Chase, please look at me.” He finally opened his gorgeous eyes, blinking a few times before looking at me.

“Maggie, your face,” He reached out and cupped my stinging cheek in his hand, “I can’t believe he hit you.” He ran his thumb softly over the stinging; I leaned into his hand, savouring his touch.