Hidden (Danisnotonfire and Amazingphil)

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

*Sophie's POV*

As I sat with Phil my tears slowly dried up and my arms redness went down slowly, very slowly actually. You could still see the marks of Pj's hand and it still hurt like hell.

"You can't keep on doing this." Phil said looking down at my arm.

"It's my body Phil."

"And you're my friend. I'm not going to let you keep doing this Sophie."

"You can't exactly stop me Phil." I retorted, huffing.

"I can try." he said quietly.

I heard shuffling from behind us and turned to see Pj coming closer to the couch, I'm not scared of him, I mean I understand his anger but he was quite scary.

"Sophie.." he said looking over at me.

"I'm so sorry Sophie I didn't mean to hurt you, I swear."

"It's okay." I said barley audible

"Do you want to cuddle? Maybe watch a film in my room?"

"Can we just stay out here please." I wanted to be seen, I didn't want him to lash out again- what am I saying? Pj isn't a mean person, he got angry. Everybody gets angry.

"Oh okay." he said taking a seat on the couch next to me and Phil. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Phil sending Pj the same daggers Pj had once sent to him, I shuffled over to Pj who was waiting with wide arms. When I was close enough he engulfed me into a hug and whispered into my ear.

"I'm so sorry, I'll never hurt you again. I promise. I'm so sorry." over and over while lightly kissing my cheek.

Then he grabbed my arm and tried to see my scars. Does he not understand I don't want him seeing them? I wiggled my arm out of his grasp only for him to reach for my arm again.

"Pj stop it. I don't want you looking at my arm." I said restlessly, but he insisted grabbing my arm again.

"Sophie let me just see okay?"

"Pj no, stop it! Let go of my arm!"

"Pj she said to stop. So I suggest you do." Phil spoke up.

"Oh yes. You're allowed to see them and know all about them and yet I'm just finding out now. I'm her boyfriend Phil, I get a chance to see."

Pj glared at Phil, who grimaced in return.

"Now let me see." Pj demanded.

"No. I don't want to show you. My scars aren't exactly something I want to display." I shot back.

"Come with me then." Pj said standing up off the couch, grabbing my hand leading me to his bedroom.

"Peej what the hell are we doi-" I was cut off by his lips slamming into mine, shocked at first I was unresponsive and then slowly started to kiss back.

Pj pushed me onto his bed and slowly crawled on top of me, his knees at either side of my waist and one hand by my face and one hand cupping my cheek.

And just like that I was caught once again under Pj's spell.

*1 month and half later*

*Sophie's POV*

It has been a month and a half since Phil tried to kiss me, and one month since Pj told me I couldn't be alone with him. I didn't find that fair. Phil was my friend I tried to convince Pj but he wouldn't have it. So I haven't really spent much time with Phil at all.