The Trouble With Love (SHOEY Fanfic) DISCONTINUED

Hold Me Down! (Chapter 6)

I stir slightly and open my eyes to the bright morning light.

Silence.

I feel a wave of nausea and warmth hit me. And this isn't the first time, it's been every morning, waking up to silence.

I need to see a doctor about this. There has to be something I can do to stop these anxiety attacks...

I take a few deep breaths and massage my stomach. I roll over onto my back and realize I was on the floor instead of bed.

Wait... Izzy is here. Calm down, Joey...

I get to my feet slowly and see Izzy still asleep in my bed. My nerves calm down and I sigh. No anxiety attack this morning. I take one last glance at her before walking out the bedroom.

She better not jump up and scare me again... That crafty girl...

I walk out into the bathroom groggily. The whole house is filled with the morning sunlight, but it doesn't affect me. I feel like I haven't slept in ages...

I pick up my razor and shave around my beard, defining my jawline. I quickly rinse the razor and put it away, into a drawer.

I started fixing my hair and my thoughts shifted to Izzy, the events of yesterday, and Shane. This is all so exasperating...

I should never have let Shane kiss me the other day. I liked it too much to push him away, though. I liked him too much to push him away.

I guess I've always had a crush on Shane, I was just too scared to admit it to myself. I never thought I would be gay. No matter how many girls I dated (not a lot), my mind still wandered to men.

I never even went out with a guy, so I can't say I was completely gay. I have kissed Shane before though.

He was dared to kiss me when I came over to his house to film a video. I swear, it scared me at first, kissing a guy, so I didn't kiss back. But I got this weird feeling I've never felt. I really liked that kiss, and Shane's lips tasted amazing.

Lets just say one little kiss led to big feelings...

I finished styling my hair and walked out of the bathroom to see a sleepy Izzy shuffling to the living room.

I sat down on the couch and patted on the seat next to me. "C'mon, Iz. You're still tired. We can cuddle on the couch for a while."

She nodded with her eyes almost closed. As she sat, I put my hands on her shoulder to pull her closer to me.

She let out a small scream and wriggled out of my grasp.

"Izzy? Are you okay? Let me see!" I stood up and moved her shirt sleeves.

There, on her shoulder, and a huge bruise.

"What the hell, Izzy..?" I moved her other sleeve and saw bruises on her other shoulder. I looked at her, and she was fully awake, and crying.

"Who did this to you?!" I stepped back and clenched my fists. Fear seeped into her eyes and I knew something was not right. She's never afraid of me.

"Tell me, Izzy! I can help you!" I started to beg, hoping she'd tell me. I can't let her get hurt again.

I know she already cuts, but she never told me why... Was someone hitting her?

Izzy looked down sobbing and hugged me.

"S-s-Shane."

My heart stopped. Shane abuses her?! My small piece of perfection abuses his own sister?! No. This can't be real.