Hush

13

I know it's been forever I'm sorry!!!!!!

Valen

When I woke up the next morning I was surprised to see Braden still there. He'd normally be gone to work by now or something. I know it's not his day off, he never has Mondays off. I look up at him and feel a frown pulling at my lips.

He hadn't kissed me back... Did that mean he didn't want me anymore? Did Zach steal his heart away from me? Was I too late? So many thoughts raced in my mind I hadn't noticed he'd woken up and was staring at me too until he lightly brushed some hair out of my face.

I blinked and looked up at him again, my face an emotionless mask. I was scared of what he might do or say.

We just... Kinda stared at each other for a while, neither one moving or speaking. Until we heard someone coming up the stairs. He instantly moved away, getting up off the bed. I felt more tears sting my eyes and I laid down again, making sure my face was hidden. I felt an odd sense of betrayal.

"Zach, I need to talk to you." He said, opening the door and looking out at the blonde. I blinked and rolled over to look at them, able to see both.

"Yeah friend?" He asked, crossing his arms and arching his brows. He glanced back at me and waved sweetly. I feel a soft blush cross my cheeks and I just watch. Braden looks back at him with a completely blank expression. I feel my blood run cold and I sit up. "Braden don't do anything dumb." I warn him, not wanting him to get in trouble.

"Come on friend," he said before leaning down close to the others ear and whispering. I felt a jab of anger and when the small blonde blushed and I could see the excitement in his eyes I felt like ass. Maybe I'd thought wrong of what he'd do. They walk off and I just sigh and lay back down. I grab my crutches and waddle my way to the bathroom, stripping down and washing myself as best I could, sighing every now and then at the throbbing in my chest. I could just imagine Braden fucking Zach in one of the guest rooms and it hurt. I grabbed a razor and pulled the small sharp shiny object from it, flipping it over in my hands. I knew better, but I didn't care. I drug the blade across the skin on my thighs, hissing in pain, but soon numb.

I let the water rinse off the blood over and over. I knew it wouldn't heal with the blood just pouring off, unable to clot. I didn't care though. The harsh jealousy I felt for that blonde was enough to make me want to break his neck but I didn't know why. "I've been here for a year, why now?" I wondered aloud, shaking his head.

I got out of the shower and dried off, getting dressed in only some boxers and sweats, finding no reason to wear a shirt. I sit on the bed, sighing and rubbing my eyes. My emotions were everywhere. I don't know what to do about them.

Braden came in only give minutes after I laid back down and have me a soft smile. "Hey Valen. How you doing?" He asked sweetly. I frown and arch a brow.

"What did you do to him?" I demanded, sitting up and crossing my arms. He fidgeted some and I bit my lip in worry.

"He knew who you are. I had to get rid of him." He said, his shoulders tense as he looked down.

"Oh my God Braden did you kill him? He's innocent!" I yelled, somehow not surprised but surprised at the same time. Zach hadn't deserved to die. Braden didn't just have the power to take someone's life.

"No, no I didn't. He's just unconscious and won't remember the last few months when he wakes up." He said, scratching the back of his neck. I scoffed, shaking my head. "Braden you can't just do this to people. What if someone else finds out will you erase their memory too? People will know after a while. Hell, even if we came out and said 'Hey I'm here, I'm fine. I don't want to leave.' You'll still be charged with kidnapping and end up in prison." I said, holding my head in my hands.

"Valen... I love you and I don't want you to-"

"If you loved me then why did you fuck him?" I cut him off in a monotone voice. He froze, shocked by my words. "Valen I... I didn't mean to. I just was stressed and you never wanted to give me anything. You seemed like you wanted nothing to do with me and I was giving up hope." He replied, making tears spring to my eyes.

"And what would you have done if I did want to be with you but I decided I didn't want to fuck? Would you go find someone else? I won't be with someone who will do that." I said, shaking my head again and biting my lip. I blinked away the tears and looked up at him. "Braden... I won't be with someone who's going to cheat on me. I won't be with someone who tries to be someone else."

"I'm not trying to be someone else, I won't cheat!" He said, a pleading tone to his voice. I laugh and shake my head. He was so naive

"Every time I cry or things get stressful you become someone completely different than who you were. You become a fake version of yourself. Hell you didn't even kiss me back last night, you pushed me away and just tried to calm me down in this monotone and detached voice. You always do. It's like you think you can't be yourself around me or something but I'm sure you'd do it for someone else." I countered, knowing I was over reacting but not caring. I was stressed and unhappy and I needed to vent.

But it only made him angry. He rushed over and pulled my face close, looking at me for a split second before giving me an angry kiss. "Valen, everything I'm doing is for you," He whispers. I shove him away and run a hand through my hair.

"Then stop. That wasn't even a real kiss. After all the times I let you kiss me then you just give me that when I finally come to terms that I am in love with my damned kidnapper? Hell, even if everything did smooth out... I'd stay trapped in here. If I walked outside they'd know who I am. We'd be screwed. They'd blame me protecting you on Stockholm syndrome and put me in an institution for a while until I finally agree that I hated you or some shit." I told him, a grimace forming on my lips.

"What if... What if you show up in town and when they see you and take you in or whatever you say you ran away. They'll pester you but if you can convince them you'll be Scott free and we can be together." He proposed, kneeling down in front of me, a hopeful smile on his face. I think about it for a moment before nodding.

"Yeah, that might work, but after my leg heals." I finally said, making a grin form on his beautiful face. He heart flutters for a moment and he kisses me again, this time more realistically.