It's never an average night with this kid. If it's not one thing it's the other. Tonight was one of those other nights I hated the most. One of the nights were I just wanted to sleep till mid day but wasn't allowed. This asshole just had to show up at my window.
My "guard dog" wasn't that big of a guard when this guy came. If it wasn't obvious enough I'm talking about Jason mother fucking Gatling. Yes, the infamous name that can easily take control over me with one move. If he wasn't out knocking the daylight out of everyone he saw maybe I could get some shut eye but, no!
He tapped at my window long enough to wake up Ours causing him to wake me up. He growled lowly at the window. I sat up rubbing my eyes as I grabbed my glasses off my bedside table. I waited for my eyes to adjust as I saw a figure hunched over outside my window. Fuck, I hate you so much. I was tempted to roll over and go back to bed but that wouldn't lead to anything good.
I pushed myself out of bed and turned on a lamp that almost lit up my entire room. I stood in front of the window for a second, watching the sly shadow crack a smile at me. I sighed and slowly started making my lazy attempt at opening the window. When it was open, Jason leaned closer into my room and smirked.
"Did ya miss me?" He was leaning his weight on one arm while the other clutched his side. I quickly noticed all the stains on his clothing and skin and held out my hands to help him in. Ours stopped growling as he saw who came threw the window tumbling. I didn't say anything considering how tired I was and how used to the scenario I was as well.
I put a towel over a chair, so he wouldn't stain it, and pushed down on the seat. I rubbed my eyes again and finally came to my senses. He looked like he was in the middle of a blood bath, which is probably what happened. He's black shirt had dark stains and was ripped in different places, he's jeans practically looked the same.
"For Gods sake! Who have you killed now?" I stood wide eyed with my arms crossed. He looked up with a smirk again. Slowly revealing his teeth into a smile.
"I wouldn't consider him dead when I left him. For all I know he's still crawling out of that ditch..." He leaned his head back, his Adam's apple popping out more. "Maybe he is dead, don't think my partner would leave him washed up like that, so easily found." He breathed slowly at a pace. Partner? Is he talking about Seth? Did he really drag Seth into what ever the fuck he did? Ugh, I hope he's okay at least. Never seen that one show up at my window. Maybe he shows up at Ivy's window, but neither of us tell each other.
I left Jason on the chair and walked over to my bookcase. I slightly moved it forward and started scratching at a hidden safe I had behind behind it. I took the pill bottle of anticonvulsants, and the first aid kit I had recently "replaced" since the old one I had was running out of items. I closed the safe and walked over to my mini fridge and grabbed a bottle of water. I handed him a pill and the water. He leaned forward to look at me and blinked at the pill a couple times before taking it.
I hurried him to finish, placing the bottle on the floor before tiredly pulling the shirt over his head and throwing it aside. I damped a swathe of gauze with peroxide and quickly, without warning, placed it over his wound making him jump for a second.
"Cmon... Don't be such a baby, it's not like this is the worst thing to happen to you." I looked up at him quickly before continuing to clean up the wound. He had a somewhat snarled look on his face when I saw him. He leaned forward annoyingly and grabbed onto my face with one hand.
"Don't get so cocky now darling." He leaned back with a groan as I rolled my eyes and pressed down on the wound just a little more in annoyance.
After cleaning him up I placed the dirty gauze in a disposable bag that I would throw away later. I always hated the smell of blood and just the "surgical" smell in general. If it was bad for me, must be worst for Jason being the one that is drowsy after the pill I gave him. I put on some gloves and cleaned the needle, afterward measuring the stitching. I walked over on my knees and pushed his legs open to get closer. He looked down at me confused first then his stupid smirk appeared again and he leaned his head back again. Stupid fuck most be so familiar with this position, eh?
"I'll try to be quick. One of use is tired after a long day and the other is drugged so... Let's see how this goes." I positioned the needle in its first position, then he spoke.
"Take your time Doc... Don't need to split open again just because you did some questionable work..." With that I jabbed the needle into him gaining a loud growl in return. He murmured a curse word as a smirk appeared on my face.
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After the stitching was over I placed the dirty needle in a bag and threw away all the materials I used. I finished bandaging him up with the gauze and medical tape, the entire time feeling him be very rigid and tense. I didn't say anything to him thinking me may be mad about something. I started cleaning up my little work area as he stayed quiet. I placed my stuff neatly on my desk as I felt a pair of eyes watch me. With every step I took I felt the eyes continue to watch me.
As I was placing the pills and kit back in the safe, I felt 2 arms wrap around my waist as they laid their head on my shoulder. I could already feel his demanding presence before I heard him. He slowly pulled back the hair on my left shoulder as I stood there, frozen, thinking about what I should do next. He leaned down and slowly starting leaving kisses on my neck, starting at the very base.
"Stop it..." I walked forward and pushed him away at once. I closed the door to the little safe.
"I just stitched you and that questionable stitching you mentioned could probably happen if you continue being reckless." I tried to quickly brush past him but I wasn't fast enough. He grabbed onto my wrist and pulled me back toward him. He showed no feeling of pain and if he was hurting, he did a damn good job of hiding it. He turned me around and quickly entwined his hands with mine, holding me tightly not giving me any room to move.
He lowered his head down toward me, getting a closer look at my face before saying anything. I was more annoyed than anything about how cocky he was being. No matter how many times he shows up at my window, he does the same thing. I should stop giving him pain killers and just let him deal with it. So fucking annoying.
"Does it look like I'm in any pain sweetheart?" There it's is, the cliche quote. He must forget about that one every time he comes over. I furrowed my eyebrows and tried to pull away from his grasp.
"Get that one from The Dollar Tree?" A low growl escaped from his mouth as he let go of me to only start pushing me to the nearest wall. He pushed me against the wall with his own body and then grabbed onto my face with his hand. It was like all his strength was coming back at once. Should never trust the pain killers. He felt warm, I'm guessing he must be mad over something and has to take it out on me in a "loving" way. It was almost like darkness itself was avoiding him. He was tainted enough that it was almost impossible to do anything worse to him.
"Are you testing me girl?" His grip on my face only slightly getting tighter. Like he would hurt me. Please, at this rate he's just as scary as a chihuahua.
"You don't scare me Gatling, I've been with you long enough that you don't even make me flinch." I just seemed to fuel his anger more and more the more I spoke, and I could tell me wasn't going to let me run my mouth for much longer. He moved even closer to me, pressing me against the wall even more. He roughly pulled my head up and instantly starting biting my sweet spot below my jaw. I slightly jumped at how fast he was going, completely disregarding everything I just said. Jeez I'm pathetic, I could already hear him laughing at me.
His free hand kept running up and down my body, never stopping in one place for longer than 2 seconds. I bit my lip as he slowly starting making his way toward my mouth. Fuck I hated him so much. I can never win any side of the argument, even if he is in pain.
He was already dominating me by the time he got to my lips. He wouldn't let me skirmish or move, nothing. He loosened the grip on my head a little then moved me so I was looking at him. I could see a dark pleasure in his eyes as his smirk accompanied his smug attitude. No I wasn't scared of him, but was I intimidated? Hell yeah I was.
"Got anymore comments princess?" He pulled me closer to his face. The intoxicating smell of his cologne finally getting to me at this point. I stayed silent. The sound of my beating heart was loud enough to be heard in China. I waited for the familiar wolf like person in front of me to make a move, anything. He never moved, but something behind him did.
In the blink of an eye Ours had jumped on his back, making Jason let go of me. He started barking and growling at him. I didn't know of to be shocked or laugh. Jason had stepped back to get Ours off of him and was having a standoff with the dog. I quietly started giggling as my guard dog finally did something. I walked forward and crouched down to pet Ours. He stopped growling and yet me pet him.
"Good boy Ours. You got the bad guy." I happily played with Ours as Jason started to make noises between a snarl and curse word. I looked up at Jason cheerily.
"If I can't do something my dog can definitely help me out." He looked like he was about to blow. I guess I made me angrier than he already was. He grabbed onto his shirt on the floor and started making his way to the window.
"Hey wait, you're leaving already?" I stood up as he was pulling his shirt over his head.
"Yes I am." He started opening the window but I quickly ran over to him.
"Okay wait wait. Things didn't exactly go your way..." I leaned over and closed the window then turned off the lamp. I stood on my tip toes so I could just barely look at him. I leaned in and kissed him quickly.
"Cmon, even if we don't have your definition of fun doesn't mean we can't have fun." I smiled tiredly at him. The darkness in him seemed to slowly go away. He felt less tense and didn't seem as mad. A few minutes ago, who knew what would have happened if Ours didn't show up.
"Cmon, stay a little longer." He smirked down at me then leaned down to continue to kiss me. He started walking me backwards over to where my bed was, laying me down when we got there. He hovered over me, not breaking away from the kiss. If only he knew things didn't have to escalate to his level all the time.
