Painkiller [ON HOLD]

Fourteen

I sat down on the sand and she sat on my lap. We watched the sun rise over the ocean.

"Thank you for waking me up... this is beautiful," she said with a bright smile.

I started kissing her neck. "Not as beautiful as you."

"Smooth," she giggled. She suddenly became nervous. "Hey umm... have your friends said anything about us yet?"

"They asked if I stole your v-card yet."

"My virginity? I had that stolen a long time ago by my..." She stared off into the distance. She stiffened. "Umm..." She took a deep breath, "Anyways, it would be me stealing yours," she forced a laugh. "That is..." She sighed, "If another girl hasn't already."

"I've never been interested in a girl that way. I mean, girls have tried but I always deny them."

She looked surprised, then sad. "Even me?" She looked as though her heart had been shattered.

I'm scared to go further with you... knowing what he did to you...

"I don't want to answer that..." She had puppy dog eyes, begging for an answer. I gave in. "Fine... I've never been interested in a girl that way until I started falling in love with you... but that's not my goal." Her expression brightened. She seemed happy to hear she's the only girl I've been... sexually attracted to...

"Then what is your goal? If it's not sex..."

"To make you happy." She smiled at me, then kissed me. "How cold do you think the water is?"

"Pretty cold." She playfully shoved me. "Why don't you go find out."

I stepped into the ocean and quickly ran out.

"Thank you for solving the mystery." I smirked and lifted her up. "No!" she giggled as I brought her into the water. She splashed me.

A couple hours passed by and people started showing up at the beach.

"Let's head back to the hotel," I said. We walked back. "I'm going in the hot tub."

"Wait for me!" We raced each other to the hotel room. It was only eight in the morning.

I beat her to the hot tub and got in. When she got in, she wrapped her legs around my waist and started kissing me. She moved my hands below her hips. "Sorry. I knew you wouldn't do that on your own."

I'm scared to.

I didn't know if it was wrong of me to be scared to make advances while she clearly wasn't. My fear was accidentally triggering that memory of her uncle.

I softly kissed her collar bone. Without thinking, I gripped onto her tighter. I then stopped when I realized what I was doing.

"I don't mind..." she whispered.

I looked at her. "Why don't we take a walk around the city? Maybe stop at a few shops and get breakfast."

"Ok." She kissed me once more before getting out of the hot tub. She dug through her bag and grabbed a pair of short-shorts and a short sleeved shirt. She looked at me and showed me her wrists. "Would my cuts be noticeable?"

She still had the bandage covering her newer ones. I looked at her thighs, the cuts were healed for the most part, none of them were scabbed. "I think you'll be fine."