Save Me From Myself

Chapter 6

💟LYZAH'S POV💟

Trevor carried me to our room and laid me on the bed. I fell asleep soon after that. After a while, I felt cold. I woke up, but kept my eyes closed. I felt him take of my shoes, then my jeans. No, he's not some pedophile, he's just a loving, caring boyfriend. He also straightens or curls my hair while I'm either brushing my teeth, or applying make-up. Even though he doesn't like it when I wear make-up, a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.

Anyways, after he removed my shoes and jeans, he climbs into bed. I felt him scoot towards me, then pull me closer. I tensed, but then relaxed when he slung his arm over me. I couldn't help but smile. I'm safe in his arms. Right where I belong.

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I woke up groggily. My throat was dry and my neck was stiff. I look over and Trevor wasn't there. I frown and sit up with a groan. Good Lord, my neck is killing me! I need some aspirin.

I get up from the bed, and goosebumps immediately cover my body. I walk over to Trevor's dresser and grab his Rolling Stones T-shirt and put it on. Then I grab his favorite pair of grey sweats in put them on standing up, almost killing myself in the process. It's weird, he likes grey sweats...

After I tighten his sweats to where they won't fall off my hips when I walk, I head to the bathroom while rubbing sleep from my eyes. I bump into the doorway and stubbed my toe.

"Son of a.... Smurf that hurt!!" I yell. I didn't want to curse, I don't know why. I curse on a daily basis. I guess the whole coma thing messed with my brain.

"Lyzah, what's wrong?" Trevor says out of breath from the doorway of the bedroom.

I scream. "Oh, God! Trevor! You scared the crap out of me." I said, placing my hand over my pounding heart.

"I'm sorry Ly, I didn't mean to scare you, I heard you yell. I ran up here to see what happened." He said. "Now, what happened?" he added, resting his hip on the doorframe.

"Nothing. I was just being a klutz and stubbed my toe on the door frame. But I'll be fine." I said pointing to the door frame of the bathroom.

"You sure? I could get you some ice and some aspirin." Trevor said with raised eyebrows and a concerned look.

"I'm positive, Trev. My toe will be fine. But could you get me some aspirin please? My neck is sore." I said rubbing the back of my neck.

"Of course. I'll be right back." He said walking down the hallway.

"Wait a minute." He said coming back into the room and stands in front of me.

"Yes, my love?" I say innocently, batting my eyelashes and wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Is that my shirt?" He says, poking my stomach.

I look down at the shirt I'm wearing. "Why yes it is." I say, smiling.

"And.. Are those my favorite grey sweats?" He asks again, pulling the waistband and snapping it against my side.

"Whaat?!" I started, my voice high pitched. "Wh- how did those get there?" I look up at the ceiling. "Casper!! You idiot! How dare you!!" I finished.

Trevor removed his arms from around my waist and went into hysterics. He laughed so hard he was literally on the ground. I looked at him with a raised eyebrow and a hand on my hip. He was still laughing uncontrollably and he was clutching his stomach.

Trevor moved from the ground to the bed. I don't know how, but he did. He's laying on his back, with one knee up, and his hands over his face, still giggling. I roll my eyes and walk quietly over to the foot of the bed and slowly crawl over to him. I look at his face while I sit/straddle his waist. He moves his hands from his face to my waist. I put my hands on either side of his face, on the pillows. After Trevor stopped giggling like a little schoolgirl, he talked.

"You know, if you were anyone else, I'd rip those sweats off of you and choke you with 'em." He said with a smirk. I smiled, cause I missed his smirk.

"And you should know, that if you did do that to me, it'd be my turn to follow you to the hospital." I said. It was my turn to smirk.

I lean down, slowly to kiss him. Apparently it was to slow for him, because he reached up and placed his hand on my face, and pulled my face towards his. The kiss was slow but passionate, and gentle but firm. It was the kind of kiss that seemed to last forever, but never wanted it to end. It's like we were stuck in time, it was just us. And I loved every minute of it.

I pulled away, and looked at Trevor. He smiled at me, and sat up. I sat up too, so I don't end up head butting him in the nose. He placed his hands behind him, to keep him up. he takes my hand in his, intertwining our fingers, and turns my wrist up. We both look at my wrist, where a white scar lies. We both run our fingers over the scar simultaneously. He looked up at me.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. "Lyzah, I have something to tell you." He said.

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Cliff hanger!!! Lol. Sorry for that, lovies. I hope you liked it. You know what to do.

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