Behind The Scenes // Domilly

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I woke up the next morning still embarrassed. I was never embarrassed but your friend walking in on you and your boyfriend being very intimate isn't exactly something I would want to happen again.

Kyle: I'm coming over today around 1 pm. Just wanted to inform you before I find both of you naked

Me: STAAAP I don't do naked

Kyle: I also thought you didn't do pulling on jeans or swearing but I was wrong there too

Me: I don't want to be naked around Dom and I don't want Dom to be naked around me

Kyle: well I hope I don't get to prove that wrong because that's going too far

Me: didn't you hear us tho and think you should leave

Kyle: when I walked in is when you started screaming at first I thought you were being murdered Jesus why so loud

Me: can you not

Kyle: DOOOOM AAAAHHH FUUUUCK

Me: I hate you

Kyle: FUCK DOM

Me: stop it

Kyle: why would I I'm just quoting your words

Me: when you come over you're going to leave your key to my house here you're never getting in here without someone opening the door for you again

Kyle: I'm not even mad about that because idk if I can ever walk into your house again without covering my eyes and screaming PLEASE PUT CLOTHES ON AND ACT LIKE NOTHING HAPPENED

Me: you should have done that yesterday

Kyle: I didn't think that I would find you like that after you were in the hospital for a week and had just informed everyone you and Dom broke up

Kyle: now go cover up those hickeys or something, I'll be at your house in an hour

I got up and walked to my office to check some emails. My body was itching to work again. I just couldn't sit still and do nothing all day.

I had been reading and replying to emails for almost half an hour when Dom walked in. He stood behind me and leaned over to kiss my forehead. A sharp pain shot through my head and I flinched. Dom took his hand off in panic. 'I'm so sorry are you okay?' Dom asked. I held back tears as I replied. 'I'm fine, it's okay.' But I wasn't okay. I don't know what Dom did, but somehow it was wrong. It felt like I was being stung by bees over and over again. 

A drop of blood fell onto my laptop.

Dom was in tears running around in panic, looking for his car keys. 'We're going to the hospital to get this stitched up, I can't leave you here like this.'

Dom started the car and I just sat there, holding a towel on my shoulder, looking at Dom. His eyes were covered in a thin layer of tears and he kept repeating that he was sorry.

Me: can you come over tomorrow?

Kyle: omg Lilly I know Dom is a God but really? Two days in a row, you must be very happy to see him again

Me: nope, I'm currently going through some stuff with him

Kyle: what?! Lilly are you serious? It's not my fault right?

Me: no no don't worry it's not that kinda stuff, he feels guilty because he left me alone when I passed out even though it wasn't his fault

Kyle: why would he feel guilty about you passing out it's not like he's the one that caused the wound that made you loose too much blood or something

Me: yeah

Me: but the cut just opened up again when Dom touched it and we're on our way to get it stitched he feels guilty again now that he opened it up

Kyle: so you were having fun before

Kyle: jk I'm sorry I hope you're okay

Me: Jesus Kyle, no, I was just going through my emails 

Kyle: I hope it heals well, you must get a pretty nasty scar from this

A nasty scar. Like I didn't have enough already...

The car stopped in front of the hospital. 'I'm sorry, I'm so sorry-' 'Dom, enough.' Dom looked at me. 'Stop apologising, please, I love you.' 'But I hurt you-' 'No. I hurt myself. You are here apologising for something I did. I love you. I love you. I love you. I really, really do love you.' 'Now let's go in and fix this horror movie on my face.'

What do you think of my story? I'm kinda starting to dislike it idk I feel like it's just not as good as before but I'm trying to make the story better