Help Me

Bitch

Ryan's Pov 

God, I'm such a bitch. 

First: I get raped. Then I almost get raped again. That only happens to bitches. 

Second: I get beat on by my boyfriend. Shit like that happens to bitches. 

Third: I go crying to my best friend because of everything that has happened. Bitches do crap like that. 

 Now, I'm standing here in the shower at Jace's house thinking about what  to do. Do I just pretend like it never happened? Do I confront him about it? What the hell am I supposed to do? 

I want to go home. I want to pretend like these last two days never happened. But I can't do that. I have no money. Well, I do but only like 10 dollars. I want to lay in my bed and play Call of Duty. Gosh, everything has just gone to shit. 

My life was so much easier when I was a prostitute. 

Standing under the spray of the hot water calms me. Puts me in a trance, takes to me to a place where I don't have any problems. 

I miss when it was just Jace and I. I'd give anything to go back to then. 

Tap. Tap. Tap. 

"Ry....okay?" Jace said. What the hell did he just say? 

"What? I can't hear you!" I shouted. 

"Hurry up. You've been in there for half an hour." He yelled. 

I mumbled an okay and got out. I grabbed a towel and walked out of the bathroom towards Jace's room. 

"I should have some clothes here." I mumbled to myself. 

"You do." Jace said. I whirled around to see him sitting on his bed, looking quite amused. 

"Jesus Christ, Jace! You scared the shit out of me!" I said chuckling. 

"Your clothes are in the bottom drawer." He said and averted his eyes. What'd he do that for? 

I dropped my towel from my waist and got out a pair of boxers. I felt eyes burning into my back. Pulling the boxers up, I turned around and looked at Jace. He looked away quickly and his cheeks got darker. He's blushing! 

That's sexy. 

"Jace?" I snapped my fingers at him. 

"I'm going downstairs." He said and quickly got up, heading for the door. 

I blocked the entryway. "No you're not." 

"Move Ryan." He said, teeth clenched. Why is he so mad? 

"You want me," I stated,"I felt you looking at me when I dropped my towel." 

He cheeks were blazing. "No I don't." He returned. 

"Yes you do." I said and moved out of the way. 

He walked away as soon as I moved. "I want you too." I whispered. 

* * * 

Jace's Pov

"I want you too." He whispered. My heart soared at his words. 

I heard him. He didn't want to me to, but I did. 

I didn't turn around. I just kept walking towards the kitchen. 

That was highly embarrassing. He felt me looking at him while he was naked. Gosh, I have to be more discreet. 

It was a nice view. I had to hurry up and leave the room. I needed air. I had a problem, if you know what I mean. 

I walked into the kitchen and stuck my head in the freezer. It's too freaking hot. 

I went over to the cupboard and got out two glasses. I filled them both up with crushed ice. Ryan and love to sit around and eat crushed ice on hot days. Even on cold days. 

I was about to carry them upstairs to my room when I heard a knock on the door. 

"Who is it? " I called. 

"Is Ryan here?" The man asked. 

"Uh yes." I said and opened the door. I called for Ryan to come down. 

When I saw this man I was amazed at his beauty. This guy is downright gorgeous. Not better looking than Ryan but he's up there. Who is this guy? 

"Hey, What'd you-" Ryan stopped talking when he saw the guy. 

"Ryan, could you come with me please?" The man asked. This guy had to be at least 20. 

"N-no." Ryan stuttered. What the hell is going on? 

The man raised an eyebrow, "And why not? I have a wonderful day planned for us." 

"I'm spending the day with Jace,  Max." Ryan said, looking scared. 

"Wait! Hold on! You're Max?" I asked incredulous. 

Max chuckled,"Yes. I'm Max." I conjured up the nastiest glare I could find. The sexy man was the one that hurt my Ryan. I hate this guy and I want to punch him, but by looking at his muscles you could tell he would beat my ass. 

"And you're Jace I'm guessing." He said. 

"Yes. I am." I said bitterly. 

He turned to Ryan, "Call me later, Love." He then turned around and walked towards his car. 

I closed the door and faced Ryan. "So, that hunk of a man was Max?" 

He nodded, opened his mouth to say something then decided against it. 

"What is it?" I asked him concerned. 

"He's going to hurt me. I know he is. I can feel it." He said softly. 

"Ryan, nothing is going to happen to you, okay?" I said  quietly. 

"He knows that you know. The bruise is fading but it's still noticeable. He didn't want me to tell anyone what happened?" Ryan said, crying softly. 

I gathered him in my arms and we sat on the floor by the front door. I rubbed his back and whispered in his ear,"It's okay." Over and over again. 

Second time this has happened in twenty-four hours. Hopefully we won't break this record. 

* * * 

Ryan's Pov 

It's 11:30. 

Jace is asleep on the bed. I'm on the floor. I insisted that he take the bed.  I didn't want him to be able to hear what I'm about to do. 

I flipped my phone open and called Max. 

He answered on the second ring. "Ryan, I've been waiting for your call." 

"Okay...?" I replied. 

"How are you?" He asked. 

"I'm average I guess. You?" I said. Why are we making small talk? 

"I'm fine. I just miss you and want to see you." He said softly. 

I mentally awed. I can't be happy to hear him say that. He beat me for goodness sakes. 

"Okay and....." I trailed off. 

"Come outside. I want to take you somewhere." 

I got up moved towards Jace. I hung up the phone and placed a simple kiss on his forehead. 

I walked down the steps and out the front door, seeing Max's car immediately. 

I'm so sorry Jace. I love you. 

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