*Ash’s P.O.V.*
After I had taken a shower, I realised I had forgotten to take some of this ‘Casey’s’ clothes. I wrapped myself in the towel I had found in the bathroom. It was tiny. Still, hopefully no one would come in while I was getting dressed..
I went out to the bedroom, weaving in and out of boxes. I felt bad staying here when they only moved in a few days ago, but I really didn’t want to go back to my place. I opened the wardrobe and grimaced. All the clothes were brightly coloured and cheery looking.
I was shifting threw them, looking for something that I would wear when the door behind me opened. I shrieked and grabbed at my towel, fully aware of how short it was.
“Ash?” I let out a sigh of relief, then blushed. It was Eoghan, and I was wearing practically nothing. I was dithering around like an idiot when Eoghan came into the room, shutting the door behind him. He turned and looked at me.
“Ash.. Look at you..” I looked down, embarrassed. The bruises were dark, some of the older ones yellowing. Eoghan crossed the room to me. Putting his hand under my chin, he tilted my face up to him.
“You’re still so beautiful..” He kissed me softly, his other hand tangled in my damp hair. I kissed back, his one remaining snakebite pressing against my lip. He kissed me, then all my bruises, going from my forehead to my shoulder. I stiffened a little, feeling a little uncomfortable. I wasn’t ready for anything yet..
Eoghan stopped, obviously having felt me stiffen, and he pulled away from me.
“I’m sorry, I just..” I felt embarrassed, especially with the way I was dressed. I gestured to the wardrobe. “I should, um, get dressed.. or something.” Eoghan kissed me lightly again.
“Ok..” he stroked my cheek. I stepped back and turned to the wardrobe again. I was flicking through the clothes again when I felt Eoghan wrap his arms around my waist. I smiled to myself.
I sighed again when I found nothing, the smile sliding off my face.
“Here.” Eoghan pulled out a pair of dark navy-blue jeans. They were probably the darkest item of clothing in the wardrobe. “I’ll give you one of my t-shirts, you’ll probably feel more comfortable.” I smiled widely.
“Do you have any Bullet For My Valentine shirts?” He better! They were my favourite band and I had like, all their albums. I’d snuck out to their concerts and everything! Eoghan stuck his tongue out at me.
“Of course I do, they’re my favourite band!” OMG.
“Me to!!!” I jumped up and down a little, my towel slipping. I stopped. “Whoops!” I pulled it back up. I took the jeans from him and went into the bathroom. “You go get that t-shirt!” I called to Eoghan from behind the closed door. I heard shuffling off and the door close.
I pulled on the jeans and heard the door open again. He’s back with the t-shirt! I really wished I hadn’t left all my stuff back at the house but there wasn’t much I could do..
I went back out to the bedroom, in the jeans and my bra, expecting to find Eoghan. But instead there was a girl about my age sitting on the bed. She got up once she saw me.
“Hey, I’m Casey! It’s nice to meet you! I hear we’re going to be room-mates for the next while!” Eoghan’s sister, Casey. That’s who she was!
“Hi, nice to meet you too.” I must sound so boring to her, because she was so bubbly. I knew that much about her already. “I’m just going to find Eoghan..” I needed that t-shirt, I was freezing standing here!
“Oh, ok! His room is last on the right. I just want to let you know that you can come and talk to me anytime you like.” Casey looked meaningfully and the bruises. What the hell did she mean, when she said it in that tone..?
“Um.. thanks, I guess..” I looked around awkwardly for a moment before going to Eoghan’s room.
*sorry it’s so short L *
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Let Love Bleed Red
Teen FictionAsh lost her brother and mum when she was 12, and since then she's been abused and self harms. What happens when a new guy with eyes like the sea turns up at her school..