Habits

Fresh Wounds

Cory's POV

Me and Naya were both listening to Lea whimper behind the bathroom door. She's been in there for quite a while, just crying and occasionally hitting the wall with her fist.

"Lee, come out." I try to make my tone as soothing as possible.

"LEAVE ME ALONE!!!" Her yell is cold hearted and broken. I've only seen her like this once, in freshman year, when her problems were at an all time high.

"Naya, you can go. I've got this one."

"You sure?"

I nod to her response and focus my attention to a fragile Lea.

When the front door closes, that's my cue to try and convince her to come out and talk.

"You have to come out eventually."

"Cory, I swear to god, if you say one more word, I will kill myself."

"Stop feeling sorry for yourself and get out here." I say calmly.

"Just give me time!!!" Her crying continues.

"Fine" Is all I have to say.

My laptop is on my bed, the website is probably still up. Slowly but surely, I open the computer and struggle to watch my girlfriend, helpless and on the wet locker room floor crying.

In the background, is the unknown laughing of two girls.

A noise stops me from watching the entire video, a light thud noise, followed by a gasp and whimper.

The thud noise sounded like something small and metal...she's cutting!

"LEA MICHELE SARFATI, YOU OPEN THIS GODDAMN DOOR!!"

"Please, just let me do this." She pleads.

"No way in hell!" I back up from the door to get a running start then demolish the door back and into a wall.

Lea has her back to the tub, with a small but new bleeding cut on her already damaged arm. Her face is full of sorrow and regret.

The devilish object was bloody and next to her side. Without hesitation, I pick it up and walk out of the bathroom.

"What are you doing?!" She screeches. "I need that!"

Totally ignoring her, I open a window and chuck it out past my backyard, into an area full of bushes and trees. There is no way she could get it back now.

"Why the hell did you just do that?"

"How bout you tell my why the hell you would cut yourself again? I thought we were past that and ready to move on from it for good!!"

"DONT YOU GET IT? This is something that I will never be able to shake off, this is with me for life and it's something you'll never understand!"

"Nothing in life can get this bad, to make yourself bleed."

"Really? How bout losing your mother to your always drunken father? Oh! What about having two bitches video tape you basically naked then posting it onto a porn website?"

She drags her hands through her hair and takes a breath.

"All I want is to bleed, cause it'll make everybody happy." She scoffs.

"When you bleed, like right now, it makes me want to cry because I would do anything, and I mean anything, to make you the happiest person on this Earth!" When I finish yelling, she looks at me like never before.

A look of need, she needs me.

We both simultaneously crash our bodies onto each other. Her lips on mine taste so good. So, so good.

I pick her up and hold her tiny body, she continues to kiss me while I walk us over my bed. I drop her on the bed first, so that I'm on top.

A tugging force makes my shirt come off, followed by hers.

Her hand trails up and down my chest and stomach. Finally, her hands settle on my belt, taking it off and throwing it across the room.

"Your mom won't be home, right?" She asks looking deeply into my eyes.

"Not till late tomorrow, double shifts." Having a busy mom, sometimes gives you perks. Like this one for instance.

With my answer in her head, my jeans slide off rather quickly.

Her jeans recently came off as well, leaving us in a very suggestive situation.

She takes my hand and places it on one of her breasts. Her eyes follow mine, waiting to see how I'd respond.

Gratefully, I take her bra off.

I remember our first time together. She was so insecure about how she looked, I was barely able to take her shirt off. She attempted to move her hands over her stomach but I moved them and kissed her stomach with meaningful kisses.

"Everything about you is perfect, and I mean everything."

She nods and let's me do the rest of the work. She was my first, I want her to be my last.

A life without Lea isn't even a life.

It's just misery.

We are bare all over and closer than ever. I always loved the feeling of her skin and the smell of her hair. She always maintains a fresh and clean flower scent.

"How do you do that?" She asks while burying herself into my chest.

"Do what?"

"Make my worst days feel like the best of my life."

"That's the funny thing about love, when 2 people love each other, it's stronger than any urge to cut or cry."

"Then we should do this more often..." She whispers.

"You honestly feel like cutting that munch?"

She nods.

I drag her up out of my chest and towards my face.

"Do you want to know a secret?" I ask kissing the top of her nose.

"Please." She responds.

"Do you remember when you dated that Josh kid?"

She nods her head but looks like she doesn't know where this conversation is going.

"Every day, it killed me to watch you guys hug and kiss each other because that's all I wanted to do with you."

She dated Josh about 2 years ago. I've known her for 9 years but I've liked her for 3 and loved her for 1.

"He didn't know how to kiss. Maybe it's because we didn't fit but you, your my missing puzzle piece."

I leave her one more lasting kiss before we both fall asleep cradled in each others arms.

So this is true love.