Makeup remover wipes S.M.

Chapter 59

She hobbled about two feet and then she fell and she's hurt pretty bad so Geoff's been taking care of her with Jeff's help and a screaming Sydney on the phone. She can't leave in this state. Although I'm sure Sydney's gonna come out to help her friend, and with Sydney would come Brooke and Chrissy. "And that's another one finished." They smile while I finish recording the song. "Alright now go see her," They point and I nod. I'm not gonna argue. I stand at the door where Geoff dabs her wounds groaning as Sydney hangs up to get on the plane, as expected. Jeff holds her hand while she screams in pain and yells at Geoff to stop and let her leave.

"Hi baby girl," I smile softly, my cheeks a tinted pink colour from the cool air blowing on me in the studio. "You feeling any better?" Jeff moves and I sit next to her staring at these awful wounds.

"Not really," she wipes her eyes as if she's not allowed to shed any more tears in front of me. "And how many time do I have to tell to stop calling me that?" She whines and I chuckle. "I'm really sick of it, can't you call your stripper that?"

"I've seen you with a stripper Kat, Reese," I sigh. "She might look and sound like one but I promise all we ever did was sleep together." Jeff facepalms himself.

"Yeah, I know," she rolls her eyes a little forcing me to shake my head quickly.

"I don't mean like that, I mean laying together and sleeping." Geoff stops dabbing her wounds with alcohol and starts wrapping them in bandages. "I'm sorry Reese, I didn't wanna hurt you, especially not like this." She leans on my shoulder.

"You just have to shut up ok? Don't say a word just keep quiet and I'll think." She explains while I slide down on the bed so she can lay down and sleep. "I'll think about us, and I'll think about me, and I'll decide wether or not I'll be here in the morning." I nod while Geoff gives me a signal telling me to talk to her. She's never been able to make up her mind, she doesn't know what she wants or how or when and it's annoying sometimes but it'll always be one of the things I love about her. She's very good at tricking people, that's why she's a great actress. She can say one thing and mean the complete opposite and you'll never really know.

"I love you," I whisper in her ear, she tries to hide her flushed cheeks while she moves to my chest so I can't do that anymore. "And I am so so sorry, that I hurt you but I really do love you." I slip my arm underneath her and pull her on top of me earning a quiet sigh while my body heat radiates onto her. "And I hope you'll keep me around for many, many more years." I'm not allowed to call her out on her childish ways, I'm just not. Doctors say if I do she might be angry and never speak and block all human contact because she doesn't wanna act like a child anymore. That would suck, completely suck, I want her around twenty four seven.

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"Fuck," she groans. Making me smile a little while I brush my hands over her back while my lips slowly fall down onto hers. "Fuck!" She groans a little louder.

"Shawn what are you doing to her?" They all bang at the closed door of our room. "God I swear if you're," I stand opening the door and letting them in they shut their eyes making me roll my own.

"Stop, Stop, Stop, Stop, Stop!" She groans while Sydney's stitches her larger wounds. I lay back next to her, regardless of the smiles I got last night and even a couple of kisses she won't talk to me anymore and I fear that gonna mean bad things for me. "Will you call," she murmurs something to Sydney who nods giving me a small pout.

"I'll help you," I stand but Reese grabs my hand drawing me back to her instead of Sydney, no matter how badly I wanna know she's my wife, and if she needs me I'm gonna be there. "You tired?" I lay back down pulling her head in my chest. "Because you can go to sleep baby girl," I choke on my own words going to correct myself she stops me making me smile. "I'll stay here the whole time and I'll hold you, or I'll leave you alone, I'll do anything you want." I nod and she sits slowly the guys exit the room giving me smiles and excitement with the same hopeful feeling that I have.

"I did lots of thinking last night," she smiles pulling into my chest. "Lots and lots of thinking." Her hand falls between my shoulder blades. "And, I just don't think I could trust you anymore." I'm sure she could hear it, even feel my heart just shattering. "I'm sorry, I know it's not what you wanted to hear."

"I-I don't know what to say?" My jaw hangs agape and I can't find the strength to close it and tell her I understand. "I wish you'd trust me." I mumble my heart starts beating a little fast while I worry about who Sydney was sent to call. I should've known, I should've know from her look. I just hoped for the best.

"I'm really sorry Shawn," she sighs at the fast pace of my heart. "I know it's not what you were hoping for." She sighs repeats herself to assure I comprehend. "We can still do things together, but as friends?" She questions looking at our hands.

"Friends?" My voice cracks slightly. "What about the worst most disgusting couple? The complete worst for PDA, What about all of our little dates, what about all of the things that I wanted to do with you?"

"Friends?" She pulls her hand off of mine staring me right in the eyes. She had a look of plea she wants me to agree.

"No," I shake my head grabbing both of her hands in mine. "I wanna be the couple we were two days ago, I want you to take up all of the time I have left in my life, I don't wanna spend one waking moment away from you." I lean towards her kissing her cheek. "I can't handle just being your friend, not after everything we've been through." My voice cracks while he door opens.

"Sorry Shawn,"