Coveted

|Chapter 5

|Chapter 5

To say my jaw hurt was the worlds largest understatement. By the time my eyes were able to make out colours and shapes, the pain roared through my face. I moaned out letting my eyes flutter close again as my hand weakly pressed against the source of the pain.

"Dude what the fuck?!" I heard Jeremy yell, I was pretty sure he was the one squeezing my shoulder as I rolled around on the ground slightly.

"I . . . I didn't mean . . ." Ian's voice was weak as I felt someone else press their fingers over mine. That same warmth started it way around my jaw but I slapped the hand away before trying to sit up. Jeremy helped as he wrapped his arm around my back keeping me up.

"No healing," I groaned, leaning my body into Jeremy. My head was still spinning and the only person I could trust to not go power crazy was him. He helped me to my feet keeping his grip around my waist tight as I leaned my head on his shoulder trying to clear my vision. He doesn't get to forget. He can look at my face and feel guilty that little shit!

"You're in pain, I can make-" Shane started ready to take a step forwards but I held out a shaky hand making him stop.

"I know but I don't want it." Finally, I was able to make out their faces. Shane looked slightly hurt but he hid it with a concerned frowned, Regan's face was still blank his eyes glued to me as I glanced over at Ian standing hunched in the doorway still. His eyes fell from mine to the ground, his lips parting ready to say something but he sided against it and shook his head before mumbling an apology and disappearing into the hallway.

Seriously?! Sorry! Are you fucking kidding me?!

"Hey come on," Jeremy whispered, leading me out of the kitchen leaving the other brothers behind. We walked out into the hallway, Ian already gone, we made our way to a small door located to the right where a large bathroom sat. The floors were a marble white glistening against the yellow glow from the lights. There was no windows but the here was a half wall separating the toilet from the large shower. There was no door, simply a frosted wall glass to stand behind. A bathtub lay on the other corner opposite the shower, it was large and oval bubble jets lined at the bottom with shelves covered in various products. To our side, the wall was a complete mirror with two sinks besides each other.

Jeremy unwrapped his arm from me letting me take in the massive bathroom. "Wow," I breathed forgetting the pain on my jaw for a second.

"Yeah, it's our favourite room." Jeremy perked in, satisfied at my appreciation. "Designed this room myself three years ago. You should see the fights that go down just to take a shit in here!"

"No thanks," I added quickly, "I think I've had enough fights to last me a life time."

"You know . . ." Jeremy started, his eyes falling from mine as he reached a hand to the back of his hair. "Ian, he didn't mean to do it. When you touched him, he just picked up on what you were feeling."

"Maybe he should learn some control than." I forced out through my teeth before sighing. It wasn't his fault, Jeremy was just sticking up for his brother and I knew exactly what it was, what happened but that didn't change the anger bubbling in my chest. He was supposed to control it and yet somehow, he can't control a single thing. Don't act like it's easy, your normal you don't get to be such a bitch. Neither does he and that's exactly why I'll keep it up longer. Last night he held it against me, I can hold this against him for a little bit longer. No matter how petty, my jaw hurt and it was still his fault. Everything he said before .  . . That was all him.

"Look just take a soak in the tub or relax in the shower, you'll feel way better after. I'll go rough up my brothers ass just for you." He muttered with a smile, his hand gently stroking my cheeks as I let my eyes hold his. As soon as he closed the door, I let my hands yank off my top and I pulled off my underwear letting the water in the shower run. Walking back to the mirror I stared at my reflection, the steam rising up behind me.