Counting Down The Days

Chapter 5 Johnnie

(Note- Physical abuse and rape in in this chapter, if you're sensitive please read at your own risk, and Kyle and Johnnie have been friends for months now, enjoy. Much love ~Nicole)

I heard the door open and slam shut as I rushed off the couch and when to go greet Hunter. He instead pinned me to a wall sloppy kissing me and forcing his tongue in my mouth. The smell of alcohol was present in his breath as he literally ripped the mint green knitted sweater I was wearing down my chest letting the ripped cloth fall to the ground. I felt more exposed without my shirt and more scared. Hunter pulled off of me to throw me on the couch but instead I was rammed into the brick wall of the fireplace. He was angry at the fact I missed the couch because he picked me up and angrily threw me on the couch. I wanted to cry but I knew it was only going to hurt me more. My body was shaking from the core out. Hunter pulled off my black skinny jeans taking the boxers with them as he started to undress himself there was a knock on the door, and it opened, it was Kyle I didn't have to look up to know it was always our thing one knock and open the door. That didn't stop Hunter as he grabbed me and twisted me pinning my face to the couch and as he attacked my neck with so called 'kisses' but was him just biting on my neck. Hunter began to shove himself into me as I scream as quietly as I could into the couch. Kyle came into the room and I felt Hunter get up, I heard yelling as I curled up into a ball on my couch looking away from them. The sounds of almost groans and skin contacting skin met my ears, they were fighting, physically fighting. I don't know how long they were fighting but after the noises calmed down I felt someone's fingers touch my back as I flinched away and looked up.

"Hey, it's okay, it's only me, I'm not going to hurt you," Kyle said as I nodded. Slowly Kyle grabbed the pair of boxers on the ground and got them on me. This is when the tears started, I didn't want Kyle seeing me as weak, and he is just jealous because this is true love. Kyle took his own sweatshirt off and slipped it over me so I was in boxers and a sweatshirt before he picked me up. I was shaking even worse now, I was repeating the words he told me. He wasn't going to hurt me, he wants to help, right? He sat me on the bed and put a thick fluffy blanket over me. He then left the room when my tears started, I was full on crying by the time he walked back into the room with painkillers and water. I took the painkillers and set the opened water bottle on my nightstand as Kyle pulled up a chair and sat next to me. He didn't ask any questions as I picked at the blanket.

"C-c-can you start a warm bath?" I asked.

"Yeah, of course," He said getting up to start that as I tried to get up. There was a sharp pain that shot through me as I sat up. From about my waist down felt numb, I couldn't stand. I wasn't going to let that stop me as I slid of the bed, which was a bad idea as I dropped to the floor.

Kyle's POV

I heard a thud as I rushed out if the bathroom and to Johnnie room seeing him on the floor. I slowly lifted him off the floor as he clung to me.

"He loved me," he cried into my body as I walked him to the bathroom.

"How long as he been doing this?" I asked shutting of the water.

"I-i-i think a year now," Johnnie said "but he loves me."

"Johnnie, you think this is love?" I asked softly.

"He shows it differently," Johnnie said.

"Please don't let him do this to you again," I said.

"I trust him, be would never hurt me," Johnnie said.

"What are these?" I asked keeping my voice low as I pointed at a bruise.

"A bruise, his love marks," Johnnie said.

"But do his " love marks" hurt?" I asked.

"Yeah, they do," He said.

"Then they aren't loving," I said as he nodded.

"I can't feel my legs, everything hurts," He said.

"Do you still want that bath?" I asked.

"He has never gone so hard on me, I can't move," Johnnie said.

"I can help you," I said softly.

"I don't want you to see me," Johnnie said.

"Okay," I said as I pulled the drain to the water and we went back to his room. Johnnie wouldn't let go of me as I tried to set him on the bed.

"I don't want to be alone, he'll come back," Johnnie said.

"Okay, I'll stay," I said, that was my plan but I just agreed with his words. So I got into the bed with him as he was just a ball in my lap. I heard sniffles from him as I rubbed his back and moved the hair out of his eyes. I'm guessing Johnnie was right as there a noise and foot steps.

Its so sad I know.... but MY BABIES WON BEST BRITISH BAND IN THE KERRANG MUSIC AWARDS (Asking Alexandria) and would you guys be cool if I did a Denis Stoff fanfic? Please reply I wanna know, much love ~Nicole