Paranoia.

R

Note before: This chapter is longer, bc I promised one, lol. There's a little bit of smut in here. If you can't read that, don't read that part. I'm actually really bad at writing smut so I got help from a friend. Big shoutout to her for helping me being unholy hahhah. Her Tumblr is my-fandoms-imagines and her sideblog is abditorys! Make sure to check that out bc she's an amazing writer. Peace out, yo's.

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I wake up at about 5:56 am with a stinging pain on my back. I look around me, and I see Grayson sleeping next to me in his bed, where he needs to be. He is safe. It worked. It actually worked. I stretch myself out, causing me a lot pain. I walk to the bathroom and look at my back in the mirror. One, two, three, and counting up to thirty-five . That's how many times the rope hit me. I only remembered ten of them. After that, my memory has gone black. Well, let's cover this up.

I walk to the room where the closet is, when I hear snoring from that room. I open the door and look at the bed. Austen is there, sleeping. I quietly walk to the closet to grab a sweater when I hear her voice.

'Eth? Are you okay?' I know she's looking at the rope marks.

'I'm fine, I promise. I survived worse, you know?' She gets up and wraps her arms around me from behind, her body pressed against my back. It made me flinch, because of the pain. She gives me a few soft kisses on the back my neck, and then moves her lips to give me peck on the cheek.

'I know.' She softly runs her hand over the marks, making me flinch with every touch. She removed her hand from the deep wounds on my back, and I don't have to turn around to know she's frowning.

'You're definitely not fine. You need to go to the doctor or something, get those wounds checked. Otherwise they'll get infected.' She sounds worried.

'I'll be fine. Don't worry. Last night was a tough one, so you should get some extra sleep.'

'Will you lay with me?' She asks. I finally turn around to face her, and I'm greeted with a small but hopeful smile on her lips that's aimed for me.

'Only if you want me to.' I answer, but my mind screams yes. Kind of a silly thing to say, I think to myself.

'If I didn't, I wouldn't ask.'

---smut warning from this point---

I apparently fell asleep again, because an hour or two later, I wake up.

'Hello little ray of sunshine.' Austen says with a smirk on her face. She's hanging with her face above mine, letting all her hair hang loose. I spit some hairs out of my mouth and smile a little, even though I can still feel the stinging wounds all over my back.

'YOU SMILED AGAIN!' She gasps. 'YOU REALLY SMILED AGAIN!'

'Shush. Grayson is still sleeping.' I say, and lay my hand on her mouth. She immediately pulls it off.

'Don't tell me shush. This is tha' real me!' she says with a weird accent. She's definitely referring to my wisdom teeth video. Literally the worst one out of our 115 videos 

'Yes, I've watched some videos from you. They're really funny.' She says, seeing the recognition in my eyes.

'I guess. Let's go eat breakfast?' I ask, trying to avoid the topic. Fortunately, it works.

'No, I just want to stay in bed with you.' She says while I'm stepping out of the bed. I walk towards the closet to grab a sweater, but I hear Austen's voice really close behind me. She's so near, I can almost feel her body pressing against my back.

'C'mon, a little cuddling, kissing.' I feel her breathing in my neck when she wraps her arms around me. I keep back a wince from the sting I'm feeling. 'Maybe more.' Though I can't see her face right now, the smirk is loud and clear in her voice.