Without you, I'm nothing

Chapter 2

The soles of my shoes squeaked on the highly polished floor as I walked down the brightly-lit corridor. I reached a door,it was the only one in sight. It took a while for my eyes to focus on the name engraved into the door. My blood ran cold. Benjamin Cooke. Shakily, I shoved open the door and scrambled inside. Beep. Beep. Beep. His heart monitor sounded in the background as I sat beside him and stroked his cheek. How could someone look so beautiful yet be so ill? His pale, milky skin reflected the harsh glare of the lights overhead, almost blinding me. I didn't avert my gaze though.

Suddenly the heart monitor exploded in a frenzy of loud beeping. I jumped at the noise before realising what it meant. I screamed and shouted, waving my arms about. No one came. I tried to run out of the room to get help but I was rooted to the spot I was stood in. Fat, salty tears rolled down my cheeks as his monitor was silenced. The room was deadly silent but I was freed from the spot I was stood in. I rushed over to him, grasping the front of his T-shirt, he was wearing his favourite one, and shook him. He wouldn't wake up.

"BEN! WAKE UP! I NEED YOU! I LOVE YOU! PLEASE! PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME! Please...." I sobbed onto his chest "Ben..."

"Jon!" I was hit in the face by something soft and... invisible? I blinked, stumbling slightly

"JON!" My eyes snapped open, Ben was hovering above me "Are you okay?"

"Oh my god! You're alive! You're alive" I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him passionately "Don't leave me. Please, I love you" My body was trembling, I couldn't control it

"Did you have a nightmare?" He muttered in my ear

"I dreamed that you died, it was so horrible. No one came to save you" My hand was flapping

"It's okay, it wasn't real" He soothed "I'm real, I'm here. It's okay, baby. Calm down, breathe"

"I.... c-can't" I gasped. I had an uncontrollable impulse to break something, to scream and shout, to throw something.I couldn't stop shaking.

"Baby, what's wrong?" Ben's voice was dripping with worry "Talk to me! Jon!" I launched his pillows across the room. I tried to grab his lamp off his bedside table but he pinned my arms above my head and lay on top of me with all of his weight.

"Baby, it's okay" He plastered my forehead in kisses before moving up to kiss the scars on my wrist, sliding my sweatbands off. I shivered at his touch. He didn't stop kissing my damaged skin until I stopped shaking.

"I put my socks on my feet" I sang quietly, eyes closed and my lashes were damp

"Just so that my soul won't fall through my toes" Ben sang the rest of the line and that was all I needed to hear

"Thank you" I smiled weakly, my body was limp

"Anytime" He sat up "I'm going in the shower, care to join?"

"S-sure" I stammered, my cheeks flushing pink

Ben took my hands and led me into his bathroom. He switched on the shower and started to strip off his clothes. He stopped before he took off his underwear as he noticed I was standing awkwardly, folding my arms over my skinny form.

"Are you planning on showering in your clothes?" He grinned

"No..... I just...." I trailed off and stared at the tiled floor. I didn't want him to see me naked.

"You don't need to be self-conscious around me" He whispered "It's not like I've never seen you naked before. Besides, you're beautiful. How many times do I have to tell you? Let me" I lifted my arms above my head as he lifted up the hem of my jumper and pulled it off. I held my breath, awaiting his reaction but it never came. His hand unzipped my jeans and pulled them down slowly, giving me opportunities to stop him if I wanted to.

"Sure?" He asked as he slipped his fingers in the waist band of my boxers

"I'm sure" He wasted no time in pulling them off, along with his own, and dragging me into the shower.

"I hate seeing these scars on you" He sighed as his fingers traced the ones that adorned my thighs. I mumbled something inaudible as a response "Are these hickies?" His finger pressed into the bruises that decorated my hip bone.

"Yeah" I exhaled

"Who from?"

"Just a girl... fuck" I groaned as Ben wrapped his hand around my cock and started pumping me slowly

"What girl?"

"Jenna!" I gasped "It was a one night stand!" I squeezed my eyes shut as waves of pleasure shook my body, causing my knees to buckle and nearly give way.

"No one but me touches you" He growled "Promise?"

"I promise" I moaned "I just needed someone to take my mind off you"

"That won't be a problem anymore" He smirked before he started to kiss my neck, sucking and biting at my skin "Have fun covering those up" He removed his hand from my cock and dolloped shampoo on his hand. He passed me the bottle but I was already preoccupied with jacking myself off. I needed to cum so bad but Ben stopped me from touching myself.

"Ben!" I whined "Please let me touch myself"

"Nope. C'mon, wash your hair"

"Fiiiinnneee" I sighed, doing my best to ignore my throbbing cock