Mercy

Chapter 17

There was a warm calming feeling wrapping around me when I finally started to wake up. It only took me a few seconds to realize that feeling was that of Liam’s strong arms. I didn’t have to even open my eyes; I could sense him as I breathed in the scent that could only belong to him. His arms were wrapped protectively around me, holding me securely to his chest. This time there was no fear just a calm that I wanted to last forever.  As much as I wanted to lay their forever, the urgent calls from my bladder were not going to let me enjoy it much longer. Finally, waiting as long as I could, I slowly slipped away from his arms. He let out a soft grunt as I pulled my body away from his but he didn’t wake. There was something so adorable about him lying there. His usual stern look was relaxed and his face seemed softer, more innocent. Though, deep down, I know there is nothing innocent about this gorgeous creature.

                Trying to be as quiet as I could be, I slipped into the bathroom; easing the door shut with a soft click. I took a seat and quickly did my business and washed my hands. My reflection quickly caught my attention – my hair was all over the place and my eyes were heavy with sleep but there was a huge smile on my lips that I hadn’t realized was there. How could just sleeping beside him have this type of effect on me? I knew it wasn’t just being beside him but how quickly he jumped in and taken care of me today. His soft side was enough to make me melt right in my spot. Doing my best, I tamed my wavy hair and slipped back into the bedroom.

                Even though all I wanted was to slide back into his bed and stay cuddled with him for the rest of the evening, the loud growling in my stomach said differently. Should I wake him up and tell him I’m hungry? I let out a soft sigh as I looked over at him again. There was no way I could wake him, he was too peaceful. So without another thought I crept quietly from his room and headed down stairs. As I rounded the corner to the kitchen I was suddenly reminded that it was movie night as I stood face to face with a full kitchen. Every eye in the kitchen was now locked on me and my disheveled appearance. Trying my best to ignore all the stares I made my way to the fridge; grabbing myself a bottle of water and a slice of pizza from the counter. I was just about to make my escape when none other than Bianca stepped directly into my path. There was a smirk etched into her face that made me feel sick. “Well look who it is…the house tramp.” The words flew from her tongue like fire and I could feel my cheeks burn. My heart began racing when I tried to step around her but she quickly moved, blocking my path yet again. “Who would have thought that you would be into being roughed up and whored around?” All eyes were back on me and I just stood there. I couldn’t think of anything to say to her, I was in shock. What was she talking about?

                “I have no idea what you are talking about…” I finally chocked out as I took a step away from her. “Aw, hunny we all know what Laim is into, it’s not like he’s ever been shy about it. Though I never would have pictured Little Miss Ice Queen to like getting…” Suddenly she was cut off as Liam pulled me behind him so that he was a barrier between us. Even though I could hear him yelling I was stuck in a daze. What had she meant by all that? What was Liam into? Did everyone think whatever she thought? My mind was racing and I could still feel my heart hammering away in my chest. I was so caught up in what was happening in my head I hadn’t even noticed that Bianca had stormed off and that the whole kitchen was now empty.

                Liam rested both of his hands on my cheeks, moving my head up slightly so that we were eye to eye. “Sam…you okay?” He asked but I couldn’t speak I just stood there with a blank look on my face.  After I don’t know how long I slowly pulled away from his touch. The look on his face as I pulled away from him was unforgettable. He looked like I had just slapped him. “Baby...what did she say to you?” His voice was full of anger and I could see his body tense up; his arms reaching for me again. She hadn’t said much, so what was I supposed to say? “Nothing… it’s getting late I should probably be getting home.” My voice was thick and scratchy. “No, you aren’t leaving.” He said softly as he scooped me up into his arms and headed for the stairs. His actions quickly shook me from my dazed thoughts. “Liam…stop…what are you doing!?” I yelled but he didn’t answer. In fact he didn’t say anything until we were safely in his bedroom with the door shut behind us.

“Listen, Sam, I didn’t want you to leave anyways but I sure as hell not letting you leave without talking to me.” The tone in his voice took me by surprise; it was firm but held a lot of emotion. “What do you want to talk about?” I answered softly as I crossed my arms across my chest. He moved closer to me, wrapping his arms around me protectively. “What did she say to you?” He repeated his previous question, but this time his voice was softer. “I’m not really sure…” What had she said to me exactly? He look on his faced showed that he was worried about my reaction. “Listen, whatever she said was probably fucking bull shit. She’s just pissed because I’m not fucking her.” He nearly yelled, was bubbling over with anger, I could see it in his eyes. “I…I…” I mumbled, taken aback slightly by what he had said. “Fuck…listen…” He took me by the hand and pulled me over to the bed and sat me in his lap. “I am not going to lie, you’ve probably heard about my past with girls and I am not going to deny it. But all that is so different from what I feel towards you. I can’t take all those things back but I can do my best to prove to you that it’s different.” His words were rushed; almost panicky.

“She said she was surprised that I let you rough me up and whore me around.” I blurted out, my hand covering my mouth slowly when I realized what I had said. His eyes were wide, staring at me in disbelief. “She what?!” He yelled, pushing me off his lap and onto the bed. In one swift movement he was off the bed and headed to the bedroom door. “Liam don’t!” I yelled and he stopped dead in his tracks. He kept his back towards me and I watched him take a few deep breaths.  He slowly turned back around, I could tell by the look on his face that he was doing his best to keep his temper under control. “Bianca and I had a different kind of relationship and it was 100% consensual - I would never do that type of stuff without it being something the other person wanted. Now I think she is just jealous because she can see it’s different with you.” He rubbed his hands over his face in frustration.

“What do you mean? What kind of stuff?” I asked softly. I knew from the second I started to fall for this boy that there would be some things I would have to get past.  “It’s not important. I feel like shit knowing I’ve had to say this much to you. You don’t deserve to have to think about that stuff.” The thought of him being intimate with anyone made me so angry. I have no idea why, he wasn’t my boyfriend and I knew about his past but hearing that still pushed me over the edge.

We just stared at each other in silence for a few moments, it was like neither of us knew what to do or say now. “Are you going to come back over here or are you waiting for me to leave.” I finally said, with slight humor in my voice. He seemed instantly relieved as he jumped back onto the bed and pulled me into his arms. “Thank god!” He mumbled before smashing his lips hard against mine. It wasn’t the usual soft kiss but instead it was hard, needy and downright HOT. I threw all my fears and concerns out the window and as I climbed into his lap; his hands welcoming me by grabbing my waist. His taste, his smell, his touch; I was drowning in all of him and I was enjoying every second of it. When we finally pulled back we were both panting heavily from the lack of oxygen. My hands ran through his hair, messing up the well-kept style leaving him grinning. “I want you so badly…” He groaned, leaning in and nibbling softly on my swollen lips. As his teeth bit at my sensitive skin I couldn’t help but let out a soft moan which made his eyes light up. “Fuck…” He whispered, dragging his lips across my skin as he kissed and sucked on my neck. “Liam…” I whispered harshly, my voice wavering at his touch. “Yes, baby?” He mumbled against my throat, his hands roaming over my hips and waist. “I-I…” Another soft moan escaped my lips. I was out of control at this point; he had my body screaming for more. “Wait…” I did my best to snap myself back to reality. If I didn’t stop this now it might go farther than what I was ready for.  As I pulled myself back I could see the slight hint of disappointment on his face. “What’s wrong? Did I do something wrong?” He asked; laying back on the bed with me still perched on top of him. “No...no…” I whispered softly, lying down so that my chin was now resting against his chest. “It’s just…” at this point I was at a loss. Should I just tell him the truth and risk him running for the hills? This man had way more experience than I could imagine, what would he say if I told him I had none?