Complicated

Chapter seven

I woke up laying next to Kian. I smiled and cuddled closer, wrapping my arms around his waist and buried my face in his shirt. He smelled like chocolate and something else I couldn't quite catch what it was. It was kind of a mix of something manly and sexy, that's how I'll explain it.

After laying there for a minute or two I got bored. I tried to stay still until I felt him shift which made me look up. He stretched and opened his eyes, I quickly acted like I was asleep so it didn't look like I was being an absolute creep. I felt him push some hair out of my face and pull me closer. I pretended to wake up and looked up at him, "Hi." I said smiling, "Hey, how'd you sleep?" To be honest, I slept like shit, I'm surprised I didn't wake him up with all the tossing and turning. "Pretty good, how about you?" he kissed my forehead, "Pretty amazing, I mean I was sleeping with the most beautiful girl in the world." I started laughing "Cheeseball!" I said as I hit him with a pillow.

I got up and realized that my room was empty. I walked into the hall leading to the stairs and heard voices downstairs. I walked back to my room and started changing. I slipped my pants off I trying to hide my scars. I heard a low whistle, "Damn baby! I've got the hottest girlfriend in the world! WOOOOOO!" I laughed and ignored him as he continued to holler. I walked to my  dresser and grabbed black lace panties and walked into my closet to change my underwear.

As I walked out I tried hiding my thighs from him, but failed. "What's that scar from?" My heart sank and I felt  my breathing hitch. "Uh.. W-What?" I mumble as I try to look busy. "The scar on your leg? What is it from?" I grabbed a brush, "I don't remember." I grabbed some jeans and put them on but before they were fully on I felt him grab my hands and turning me around, tripping me in the process since I was taken by surprise. I fell to the ground and my pants had fallen below my knees and showed everything.

He sat there for a second taking it all in and before he could process what he was seeing I got up, pulled up my pants, and ran for the closet. I heard him run after me but I was to fast. I locked the door and sat in the corner farthest from the door. He knocked, "Ryanne what are those from?" I didn't answer, instead I silently started crying. He knocked again, "Please let me in?" I sniffle in response. "Are you crying? Please let me in." I crawled to the door and unlocked it. I crawled back to the corner I was in and pulled my legs to my chest looking at the floor. He opened the door and walked over to me, pulling me into his lap as I cried.

We sat like that for a while and I finally clamed down. "Was that what you were crying about yesterday?" I shook my head yes. "And is that why you have a bandage on your arm?" startled I looked up at him, "How did you know about that?" I asked. "I noticed it when you were sleeping. I just assumed you had got hurt or something."  I looked down. "Why do you do it?" he whispered. "I started when I was in the 5th grade. I was bullied pretty bad. My parents didn't help either, they were gone a lot of the time, they still are, but when my parents came home they'd get drunk and hit me. I started doing it to control the pain." I looked at my hands, "I developed an anxiety disorder and a slight eating disorder. For a long time I cut off the group. I only really talked to Max and Harry, they are the only ones that know. Well, they were." Then I realized something and I looked up at him, " You can't tell anyone. Please." He kissed my forehead, "I'd never do that to you Ryanne. I do want to help you get better." I looked back down at my hands and didn't answer. "Promise me you'll call or text whenever you're about to?" I didn't answer, "Please Ryanne?" I sighed, "Okay, but no promises." I whispered.

He picked me up and took me too my bed and got under the covers with me. He pulled me close and I wrapped myself around him and he wrapped his arms around me and put his head on top of mine. I started to drift back to sleep until I heard my stomach growl. He started laughing, "Maybe we should get some food?" I laughed, "That sounds good, but can we go to McDonalds or something? I'm craving their hash browns, like bad." He laughed again, "Yes mam. Go get dressed." I got up and started walking towards the closet, "Oh and babe? Wear some shorts or something, you have a good body." I blushed and shook my head.

I grabbed black ripped skinny jeans, a black crop top with a white alien on my breast, and my grey vans. I put my hair in two braids and put eyeliner on. I grabbed my purse, a grey hoodie, and phone. "Okay, I'm ready to go." he stood up, taking my hand. "Alrighty, you look good by the way." I blush and look at my feet, "Thank you." I looked though my bag to find my keys and realized they weren't in there. "Hey wait, let me find my keys real quick." I walk back to my room and saw them on my dresser. "Found them!" I said as I walked back to Kian. "Finally, I'm starving."

Hey! It's been so long! I'm sorry I haven't updated in like a bazillion years, I got in a lot of trouble. So now I'm using my computer! I'll try updating every other day, but no promises. I also feel like in the next few chapters I'm going to have a bunch of drama because.. Well I love drama. I also love to make people mad (Justice and Becca). So right when things get all happy and shit.. I'll drop a bomb and ruin your hopes and dreams. Anyways, that you for reading.

Xoxo Sierra