Everyone stopped after Chris' shout. We looked at each other and I decided to go in and see what's wrong.
I walked into the kitchen to see Chris kneeling on the floor picking up broken glass. His hand was gushing blood, and picking the glass up didn't help either.
"Oh Chris let me help you!" I said bending down next to him taking the glass shards and putting them in the trash. I helped him up and pressed a towel against his bleeding palm." What did you do?"
"I don't know. I thought I saw someone outside and I just dropped the glass. I'm a clumsy and delusional fuck," he stated. I nodded as I grabbed the first aid kit that was under the sink.
"Sit on the counter," I say. He nodded and sat on the counter. I quickly went to the window and shut the blinds and curtains. Whatever Chris saw, he wasn't imagining it. He never sees things, when he says he saw something he saw it.I got back to Chris and began bandaging up his hand. First cleaning it, obviously. He sat there watching me work.
"You're so beautiful," he blurted. I looked up at him and rolled my eyes." I love you Jessie."
"I love you too, Chris. Now stop moving you idiot," I say. He stuck his tongue his tongue out at me.
I knew he was smirking or thinking about doing something stupid.
"Hey, I have a perfect pun right now," he said. I sighed not even going to deal with him." Our worst wounds we inflict upon ourselves." He was smirking by now, being the complete idiot that he was. I sighed loudly and put the bandage down on the counter and walked away, done with his shit." Was it really that bad?" He called after me. I nodded my head and walked back to where everyone was.
"What even happened? All we heard was Chris singing a line from London in Terror," Balz said.
I laughed," He dropped a glass cup and his hand was cut pretty badly. I just finished bandaging him up." I completely left out the him seeing someone part. Didn't want to freak anybody out.
"Oh. Well, that's a clumsy shit head called Chris," Ricky says. I nodded and went back to Chris, he was still on the counter and trying to finish bandaging. I grabbed his hands and took the job back. He sighed softly and kissed my head. He smelled of cinnamon and apples, calming me down right away.
"What did you see outside?" I asked softly, not trying get the others attention.
"It looked like a person. But I really don't know," he answered, in the same soft tones voice as mine. I nodded and took another piece of tape to stick the bandages in place.
"Let's have everyone stay here tonight, I don't want whatever you saw to attack them or anything."
"Good idea, I'll go tell them." Chris left after that, leaving me alone in the kitchen.
*Anonymous POV*
I watched as her shadow moved around in the kitchen. Jessie's figure was the same, still as beautiful as when I left it. I honestly want that Chris guy fucking dead. I want Jessie back. I need to make a fucking plan.
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Updating this tonight, I'll update Contemptress tomorrow night.
Xoxo- Leigh
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FanfictionJessie Sanders is a tattoo artist. Chris Cerulli is a singer. What happens when the two meet? Will love be found? Or will all hope be lost?