Falling for you : A reamy story

Um...? ~ 21

"Amy?!? What are those?!?" She said pointing to the bruises and cuts on my body. I walked away from the door slowly and felt the throbbing on my ankles. It hurt so bad. I winced every time I stepped and felt a tear in my eye. "Amy stop, let me help you." She walked up behind me and carried me in her arms. She carried me to the couch and set me down. "Im sorry for yelling. What the hell happened?" She said calmer this time.

"I was in a accid-" i was cut off by her getting off the couch and walking to the TV.

"I knew this would happen" she muttered and I barley heard her. "This is why I didn't tell you." I was angry. Maybe if she told me this could've been prevented, but she didn't and it wasn't.

"Well maybe if you told me this wouldn't have happened." I said with sneer. I was mad at her. She should've told me instead of making me worry. "I was so fucking worried about you Reagan. You never answered me and I had no earthly idea if you were okay. I only came to make sure you were okay. I only came because I lo-...." I stopped talking when I realized what I was about to say. I never told her that before. She turned around and faced me. I was biting my lip. She walked over to me on the couch and placed her hands on mine. I was fidgeting with my fingers. She sat on the table in front of the couch and looked at me.

"I love you." I looked up and she let out a breath. "And im sorry."

"I love you too." I leaned in and kissed her lips softly. She kissed me back with passion. I breathe against her mouth and pulled away. "And your forgiven." She pulled my knuckles to her lips and softly kissed them. I forgot to mention that there was a bunch of purple cuts on my knuckles. I laughed as she kissed them.

"You taste like blood." She winked at me and I laughed at her.

"Look who's kinky now." I watched her lick her lips.

"Damn straight."

"Not possible you're a lesbian." She laughed at my horrible joke.

"Only for you baby." I yawned and fell asleep.

When I woke up I was in my bed. Im guessing she carried me upstairs. I was all alone in my room.

"Oh good your awake lets go." Lauren walked in dressed better than usual

"Go where?" I was confused and then looked at the floor gasping what I saw.

"Yeah you did that this morning now lets go , I'm taking you to the hospital." I nodded my head so violently my head would've popped off. "Amy you are not disagreeing look at the floor." She pointed to the spot of dried blood and throw up and I scooted back on my bed.

"Im not going."

"Yes you are." Reagan came in with her leather jacket on and boots.

"Rea?"

"Amy lets go." They came over to me on my bed and took one arm around each of their shoulders. They carried me to Lauren's car and I couldn't fight them I was in so much pain.

"Please dont." I begged as they buckled me in. "Lauren please..."

"Amy..."

"No dont you dare Lauren."

"Reagan's right."

When we left I threw up in her car. Throw up... And blood.