That Which Doesn't Kill You, Just Fucks With Your Mind

Sinematic

{Song: Sinematic by Motionless In White}

I felt the soft cotton sheets underneath my body and I knew I was in my bed. I heard murmurs throughout my room and it was driving me insane.

"I wonder what happened." Ryan whispered.

"She was probably overwhelmed." Ghost chimed in.

"Will you stop talking about me while you think I'm knocked out?" I growled under my breath and opened one eye cautiously. Everyone rushed towards my bed and I held up my hands. "Space. I need space." They understood, thankfully, and backed away.

I sat up quietly and sighed. I noticed a glass of water on my nightstand so I took a sip before absorbing the sight in front of me. They all came back for me. Even though I said not to. I was mad but at the same time it made me feel important. That I was worth pausing tour to come after. I smirked and ranked my finger through my tangled hair in an attempt to look nice.

"So you guys came back." I broke the silence and they all nodded except Ricky. He was too busy looking around my room with wonder. Like he had stepped back in time and was shocked at how everything still looked the same. Chris couldn't keep his eyes off me and so I shut my eyes.

"Can I have a minute with you Chris?" I opened my eyes and his never left my face it seemed. He nodded and everyone left the room. Ricky slowly made his way out but not before flashing me a grin. When the door shut, I patted the space next to me and Chris slowly made his way over.

When he sat down, I reached for his hand. I held it in mine and grazed my thumb over the back of his. The silence hurt but I didn't know what else to say.

"I'm sorry. For what I did. I hope you can forgive me. I know this isn't the first time... But you matter so much to me. You've really helped me stay alive. I believe in a lot of things that I didn't months ago. So thank you." I finally looked at his face and it was tinted pink. Chris was blushing?

I chuckled and looked back down at the sheets. His hand reached for my face and he made me look at him. "I didn't realize how much I loved you until you ran away. Now that I know, I would never let anything tear us apart." His words took my breath away and he knew it. Chris leaned down and his lips met mine. It felt like this hadn't happened in a long time when really it had only been two nights.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. The kiss deepened and he moved his hands down my sides and to my waist. I took this moment to pull him on top of me. We broke for air and he positioned himself comfortably.

"I understand everything going on with you and Rick. And I know he means so much to you. I'm willing to forgive you if you promise to keep the temptation under control." Chris moved down and kissed my neck. His soft, warm hands worked their way into my shirt and over my bra. My breath was caught in my throat so I couldn't speak.

What was happening? He paused his hands and left his lips on my skin. I realized that if I didn't promise, this would stop and I didn't want it to. I nodded my head quickly and took a deep breath.

"What's that?" He mumbled into my skin and slid one hand out of my shirt.

"I promise." I felt him smile and bite my neck lightly. I contained myself and chuckled. Chris found my lips again and covered them sweetly with his own. His tongue grazed my lips, asking for acceptance, and I gladly gave in. Our tongues battled but not for dominance. I noticed his hand was still in my shirt and my face got hot. He noticed and broke the kiss by laughing.

"Maybe this should wait until my cast is off." I whispered shakily and lifted the heavy obstruction. He laughed again and nodded. Chris helped me up off the bed and we stood awkwardly before he pointed to the door with his thumb.