When it Gets Hard [JC Caylen Fanfic]

8: Why?

*CHEY'S POV*

After we all finished playing truth or dare we went back to our rooms. I was getting ready for bed by brushing my teeth when JC came up and hugged me from behind. He kissed my cheek and I smiled, but looked crazy because my mouth was covered in toothpaste.

"Ya know, I still want to kiss you, even with that all over your mouth" Jc said jokingly.

"It's just toothpaste, not semen" I started laughing so hard.

Jc got really close, bit his lip and whispered "Not yet" then started laughing. I could feel myself blushing and my eyes widen. Before I could say anything Jc was already in the room laying down. I finished in the bathroom and went to lay down next to him. I went to lay next to him, but still laid on the other side of the bed. He laugh and pulled me really close next to him, and kissed my head.

"Goodnight" I smiled at him

"Goodnight, beautiful" he returned the smile. I instantly fell asleep.

*JC'S POV*

When I woke up in the morning I just looked over at Chey and felt so content. I felt like life was finally going the right way for me. I started rubbing her arm and realized it felt a little weird, so I looked at them. To my shock I saw scars. Lots of them. How had I not noticed before? She doesn't normally have her arm facing that way, so that's why I probably didn't see them. It broke me to know that something happened to her to make her do something as awful as hurting herself. I checked her other arm to see if she had some there. She did, even more than on her right arm. Why? I felt so shitty that I couldn't be there for her to help her, to keep her from doing this. She woke up and looked at me with worry in her eyes.

"What's wrong JC?!" she sounded so scared. "why are you crying?" I hadn't even realized that I was crying until I touched my face and realized it was covered in tears.

I looked down at her and all I could manage to get out was a simple "why?" and she looked so confused.

"Why what?"

"Why would you do that?"

"Do what?!" I could tell by the look in her eyes she had no idea what I was talking about.

I pointed to her arms "Cheyanne Sophia Walden. Why would you put those scars on your flawless body?" as soon as I said that all I saw was guilt.

"Justin.. I never wanted you to see them. You probably think I'm crazy." she looked disappointed. In who? herself?

"Chey, you're not crazy. I just want to know why" I kissed her forehead and then she let out a sigh.

"Cameron.. His name was Cameron." she started crying and I just tried my best to comfort her. I wasn't expecting her to say anything else but she started to talk again. "do you remember when I moved? well, I met this boy named Cameron. He seemed really nice, at first. We started dating, but he wasn't who he seemed to be. He was abusive, not physically but emotionally. He always threatened to take my innocence. He would make me do awful things. He said he loved me, as a slave. A worthless, piece of shit slave who would never have anyone but him. I started cutting, all over my body. It was so bad... I.. I even tried to kill myself, by overdosing. Last thing I remembered was Cam coming in and I never saw him again. That's when I was 16. After that I moved back to Texas." She took a deep breath " but he noticed me, a couple months ago he was there, for some event going on. He saw me and tried to talk to me and I ran home but he followed me. I thought he was going to do it. I thought he was going to.. to rape me. I cut myself and that was the last time. That's also one of the reasons I wanted to move so bad, so he wouldn't be able to find me." by the end she was sobbing uncontrollably.

I looked her in the eyes, which were a beautiful gray right now and I kissed her with so much passion. When I pulled away, I hugged her and said "he will never hurt you again. N E V E R. I will protect you. You're perfect, never forget that." and I didn't let go for what seemed like forever.

We just sat there silently holding each other until she finally said something back. "You're why I can still smile". I whipped away her tears and realized then and there that she was the most amazing thing that ever happened in my life. I will never let her go. N E V E R.