New Beginnings (undergoing editing)

Chapter(8) Bonding/Mishaps

By: Quinn XCll
Song: U & Us
Not my song it's from YouTube

There's a sexual scene well the beginning of one...
James POV
Once it's six in the morning I move Liza a little bit and slip out from her grasp. Last night was rough, every four minutes or so I'd have to say something comforting into her ear to keep her asleep. She was right about the nightmares; they're really are bad. She mumbles in her sleep and there were a couple times were she basically described some kids at school beating the crap out of her until she couldn't even stand.

It was bad, she had about seven panic attacks while she slept, even with the sleeping pills I had put into her drink. I think that's the only reason as to why she didn't wake up from the nightmares. The pills that she drank were just enough to keep her asleep. She also didn't drink all the milk that I had given her either, only about one third of it. So that might be another reason as to why she still got the nightmares.

I go up the stairs to mine and Toby's bedroom and sit down on our bed. Toby's eyes slowly flutter open like a butterfly's and I kiss his forehead then do start a shower for him. When I go back into our room, he is awake and throwing his work uniform on to the bed. I grab a hold of his hips from behind and he moans. I feel dominant as well so when he tries to push me on to the bed, I flip him over so that he's on the bed and then I take the belt off of the floor and I tie his hands to the bed frame above him restraining him slightly.

I make sure that he can still breathe even though his face is stuffed into a pillow. I strip him naked and then---

Liza's POV
I wake up breathing heavily panicking slightly from the panic attack that I just had from my nightmare. When I calm down a bit, I finally feel Mark's arms hug me from behind. I lean into his arms and he picks me up, bridal style. He walks around to the couch and sits down with me still in his lap like a child.

Mark pulls up the blanket that I had originally pulled over top of me and ask "do you want to talk about it? Are you okay?" I think about lying to him like I what I normally would. But then James words come back into my brain, 'stop lying. We won't hate you' so I decide not to lie to Mark. But I really don't wanna talk about it.

"Sometimes I'll talk about them, but for right now I don't want to... but no I'm not okay and it kind of feels like I never will be again." I tell him. He hugs me and I lean my head against his shirt.

"Thanks for not lying kiddo."
"No problem Mark now breakfast?" I question him. He nods and I say "yay..." kind of sarcastically. I mean I love the food that Lewis makes, but after a rough night is hard. Last night was weird too. I didn't even wake up during the nightmares, just listened to the person telling me to calm down. Which in hindsight was definitely James so I kept him up most of the night.

Oops. He's going to hate me. No no he's not. He said that he wouldn't hate me. No matter what. I take a deep breath and I'm sat down on top of the counter while I watch Lewis make eggs, sausage and French toast. Mark hugs Lewis then kisses him on the cheek. "Ew" I say while giggling my ass off.

Lewis turns a shade of bright red while Mark just kisses him again. I keep giggling at Lewis's bright red face that keeps getting redder. Then there's thuds coming from the stairs and a few seconds later Toby and James come down the stairs. There hair is all disheveled and messy. Bed heads. When Mark turns to face them, he starts to laugh and says "good wake up call huh Toby?" Toby turns bright red, but not brighter than Lewis's face. His cheeks were so bright red that they'd make a firetruck jealous.

But what I don't get is why it's so funny? They have messy hair who ca- oh oh they had sex. That's they have sex hair that they didn't bother comb out. "Eww". I say scrunching up my nose at the realization of what they had been doing a few minutes ago. Toby, James and Mark look at me while Lewis (I assume) has zoned out and looks like he wants no part of this conversation.

"Damn right 'ew' you aren't having sex for a long time kiddo. It'll be over our dead bodies before you have it." Toby says, James kisses his cheek gently but says.

"Language she's a child." He scolds Toby. Who just nods and mumbles a "whatever!" Then runs into the living room before James can get mad. I laugh at their childish behaviour after James runs after Toby laughing out. "I'm going to get you and then I'm going to tickle you!!" I hear a thump and I assume its Toby's body on the floor and a fit of giggling is heard.

Then Lewis turns off the electric frying pan and unplugs it. He gets some plates down, hands them to Mark and then he leaves to get the table set for breakfast. I grab the glasses for him after jumping off the counter on to my good foot. I take the glasses over to where Mark was setting the table with forks, knives and spoons and of course plates. I set the glasses down on their spots at the table, then fill them with orange juice, and I see Lewis coming behind me with a frying pan full of eggs. He scoops some on to everyone's plates and then sits the frying pan down on the table that way there if anyone wants more, they can have some more without having to get up and walk to the kitchen.

Then Lewis leaves and comes back and does the same thing that he did with the eggs again but except this time with sausage, then he leaves and simply grabs a stack of French toast that's piled a mile high on the table for people to pick at. Except for me, he puts some on my plate that way there I get what I need before the pigs get there turn with the food and it's never seen again.

Toby and James are called in for breakfast and they sit down at the table across from me and Lewis. Then Mark's at the end of the table. And on the other end of the table is all the food. So I'm sitting beside stacks of food. Everyone sits down at the table like they should and the moment when Lewis says "dig in" they all turn into pigs and it's a fight for survival.

Me and Lewis were smart enough to just let them do their thing, we had already made our plate before they even sat down. So as they nearly gouge each other's eyes out me and Lewis look at each other and swallow the food that was in our mouths then fist bump in team effort and say "falallaalallala!!" Like they do in the movie Big Hero 6.

That's always how I do my fist bumps. I'm surprised that he even knew that movie! So at the same time we both say
"you know Big Hero 6?" In unison
"Yes! Best movie ever!" Again unison
"I was sad when the brother died." UNISON! THIS IS CREEPY.
"Oh my god same I cried for like a week straight!" Oh my god Unison
"Unlike ME!" Then we both burst into laughter and so does the rest of the people sitting at the table.

I guess that they were listening to the conversation that we just had because they all looked either surprised or mortified that we kept that going for so long. And honestly so am I! That was the funniest thing ever. For once I feel like I'm normal. Like I wasn't just some messed up child that's depressed and has anxiety.

I liked that feeling and I would like to keep it.

After we finish up breakfast Toby and James make a run for it out the front door after kissing me on the head. James had to drive Toby to work and Then he'd go to work himself. Then it was only me, Lewis and Mark left all altogether.

Lewis starts to clean up the dishes and clear the table then Mark comes over to me and I just show him my wrists. There're tiny crescent moons edged into my wrists. Then I showed him my thighs, looking away. I can't look at them, my thighs I mean. The scars are hard to look at. Mark nods and I pull up the pj pants that I had been wearing.

He takes my wrists again and looks at them. I must've dug my nails into my skin a bit to hard during one of my nightmares last night. I still don't know why I stayed asleep throughout all the night terrors. I see my chocolate milk on the table in front of the living room's sofas and pick it up. I carry it over to the kitchen and pour the rest of it down the drain.

By now it was warm and gross so I couldn't drink it. And the sleeping pills that I'm now realizing were poured into my chocolate milk. He doesn't mix them very well apparently, because there was all this white powder sitting at the bottom of the glass.

That little bitch spiked my freaking chocolate milk!! Of all the things to spike, they could've spiked my orange juice but no just had to go and ruin my chocolate freaking milk. But I mean I do appreciate the though. He was only trying to help, so I wouldn't be mad at him.

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