****A/N i dont useually do these author notes much, but im dedicating this chapter to vicky7799 for being a supporter from the start, also i want to wish you a happy birthday...haha sorry for the delay happy late birthday present, here is the next chapter :) hope you enjoy***
“Evan, oh my god, shit, your bleeding heaps, this is all my fault…what have I done” I panicked as I got up from the floor.
I ran to the tap and covered some tissue in water and took it back over to Evan to clean him up.
“DON’T TOUCH ME, stay away, I don’t need your help” he sobbed.
“Yes you do and I am going to help you whether you want me to or not” I retorted grabbing his wrist.
“OUCH” he screamed out in agony, I withdrew my hand.
“Shit, sorry, I didn’t mean to” I said as I leaned in and grabbed his wrist more delicately.
“Don’t” he shivered as I touched him, he was scared of me…my own boyfriend was scared of me…what have I done.
“Please let me clean them, they look really bad” I pleaded.
“No” he panicked.
“Im not going to hurt you, I never would have, I like you Evan, I would NEVER hurt you” I explained.
He looked at me trying to decide whether he can trust me or not.
“Let’s break up” he bluntly said.
“What” I said shocked.
“Break up with me” he cried.
“Why?” I sobbed.
“Because I dislike you” he cried out.
“That’s a lie, tell me the truth” I begged.
“Because you’re on the football team, you could have anyone you want, you will get sick of me, or beat me up” he whimpered.
“I choose you Evan, no one else just you, I will never lay a hand on you in that way, I care for you to much, I can’t stand to see you hurt yourself let alone me hurt you” I sighed, trying to make him understand.
He started to cry again and propped himself up against the back of the toilet seat.
“Don’t cry, please, and don’t run away from me, it hurts me when you do that” I said getting closer wiping the tear that threatened to fall down his cheek.
“Im sorry- im so so sorry I overreacted like that, please don’t hate me for it” he said hugging me off-guard
“I could never hate you” I said embracing him in a tight hug as he clutched to my shirt.
“Ouch” he wailed as he moved his wrist.
“Will you let me clean them now?” I worried. This time he nodded silently.
“I-i-love you Jeremy” he whispered, and I stopped in my tracks, my whole face blushed and I felt like a girl with a school crush.
“Really, im so happy, I love you too” I replied as I finished wrapping the bandage on his wrists.
I chucked the evidence in the rubbish and grabbed Evans bag, as he went to stand up he clutched his head and started to fall.
“Shit are you ok” I said catching him.
“Yeah just a little light headed” he explained.
“well you did lose a lot of blood, here let me carry you” I said picking him up bridal style, without his consent, but I couldn’t help it, he is my boyfriend and I will do whatever I can to help, but when I started walking I noticed he is as light as a feather, and I started to worry again.
“Put me down” he slapped my chest.
“When we get home” I smiled, he huffed at me then gave up.
We finally arrived home, and I had something I wanted to do, so I carried Evan up to my room and placed him gently on my bed, his face was as shocked as I expected.
“Wha-what are you doing” he stuttered.
“Im going to make out with my boyfriend, is that alright with you?” I chuckled, and in surprise so did he, god I love it when he laughs it’s like liquid gold.
“Yes, kiss me idiot” he said grabbing my neck tie and pulling me down to him as he slammed his lips on mine.
I gently kissed him and teased him as I bit his lip, as he gasped I took the opportunity to deepen the kiss, he panicked a little but then eased in, we fought for dominance but of course I won.
We kept at it for about 10 minutes, until I decided to take it up a notch, I trailed my kisses down his chest to his nipples and bit them through his shirt, a small moan escaped his mouth which made me so horny…god I want to hear more.
I pushed him down again as he went to get up and suspended his arms above his head, as I decided to go further I gripped tighter on his wrists.
“It hurts” he sobbed, and then it sunk it that I was gripping them to tight, I let go and sat up in a panic.
“Are you ok?” I worried.
“Yeah fine, just a little sting in my wrist” he said, making my hang my head low.
“Oh no its ok it wasn’t your fault it was mine, if I didn’t cut this wouldn’t have happened” he rapidly explained.
“But if I didn’t lie you wouldn’t have cut to that extent” I pushed.
“Jeremy, whether you did or didn’t do anything wrong I would have still cut today, so it wasn’t your fault” he said hugging me.
“Can I ask?” I started.
“Anything” he smiled.
“Why are there so many, why do you do it?” I asked in curiosity and concern.
“I can’t explain why I do it, but I have so many because each time a have a battle to fight in life or within myself this is what I do…they are my battle scars” he explained, and I finally understood something, he was really a strong person, but I am determined to stop him cutting once and for all.
“Wow, I never thought of it that way” I laughed pulling him into a hug.
“No one does” he smiled back.
“I have an idea, how about e cook up some popcorn and then what adventure time” I smiled.
“YES!!!!” he giggled as we raced down the stairs.
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