Tame Me

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Quick A/N:
Sorry I haven't updated...it's been a craazy week and this thanksgiving break I promise to update every moment I can. Please forgive me! xxo


Recap:

He looked at me like he didn't even know me. "You just said it. You can't explain yourself out of this one, Burgundy." He said stiffly. My eyes started to get wet, and I realized I was crying. His chest constricted, and he looked down at my blood on the floor. His eyes flickered gold, but then returned to his normal color. He slightly shook his head, and I heard a painful sound come from him before he put on his pants and left me there, curled into a ball, blood and tears flowing onto the bathroom floor. 

Maxine's POV:

Walking back to my dorm with Nellie, I sighed in happiness. Benjamin and I had just spent the day together, talking in the Mess Hall with Nellie and her man. I felt like skipping back to the dorm, but Nellie was fuming beside me.

"That 'friend' of Parker, Jeanne, is a complete slut!" she complained, "She was ogling Dean, and that is soo not cool." I sighed, "Nell, she's just jealous, if you want me  to be completely honest." I said, shrugging. "I know," she said, "but the girl doesn't have to be a complete asshat about it! Christ!" she finished. "Didn't know you were religious." A deep voice said, swooping to Nellie's side. She smiled at the hunk. "Hey Dean." she said, smiling. "Hey babe. I wanted to ask you a question. Parker just got home and he's acting really weird. I was just wondering if you could get Burgundy to come over there and cheer him up." he said laughing. Nellie swatted his arm. "Don't use Burgundy like that!" she said, but laughed after she said it. 

Hearing Dean say that, I did wonder the whereabouts of B. "Actually, Nell, I haven't seen B since that the Red Rover match this morning." I remarked. "Yep." She said, popping the p. "Last time I saw her, Parker was carrying her off into the woods." We gave each other a knowing smirk. "Speaking of mates," I said, "how are you guys? Should we expect pups soon?" I asked with a wink. Nellie flushed and Dean grinned at me and winked. "Probably another month or so. We're working on it." He said kissing Nellie on the top of her head. She turned around and hit him on the arm. "Dean! Nobody wants to know about our sex life!" she fumed as we arrived at our dorm. "But it's so great, everybody should know about it!" He shouted, running away from Nellie's hand and my laughing self. I cackled as we walked up the stairs. "Your man should be a stand-up comedian." I said, wiping the tears from under my eyes.

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We arrived at our Room 119 and gasped. The door was splintered and a majority of it lay in broken pieces on the inside of our room. Shocked beyond belief, we walked carefully inside. Then, we heard a sound that we never want to hear ever again. Gut-wrenching sobbs came from one of the bathrooms that also had a demolished door. Nellie peeked inside and I watched as she paled visibly and grabbed the door frame for strength. I looked inside and saw a broken Burgundy on the floor. She was naked, bleeding, and the source of the sobbing. Stranger still, the shower was on and steam had filled the room. 

Burgundy looked up at our noise. Her eyes and lips were swollen and red, and her mascara was smeared. Her body looked broken, and to be honest, pretty pale. Her tattoos (I didn't even know she had any!) looked dark and inky against her pale skin. She daintily picked herself off the floor, one hand on her chest, the other covering her mouth. Nellie ran to the closet to get a towel for her. When she returned, we slowly wrapped her in a fluffy towel, silent in our work. When we looked up, she had silent tears streaking down her face. We busied ourselves getting her into her bed, not wanting to ask what happened. Nellie got her some comfy clothes and I got some wash-clothes and Band-Aids for her bloody knees. We dressed her and as I worked on her knees, Nellie, to distract her, braided her long hair. 

After we were finished, Burgundy started to shake. "Get some blankets on her Nell!" I whisper-shouted at her, "While you do that, I'll make some hot chocolate." Nellie wrapped her in all the blankets we owned and I made Burgundy her favorite hot chocolate. She slowly calmed down, sipping the warm, creamy liquid. She seemed exhausted, though, and eventually sat her hot cocoa on the bedside table and dozed off. We relaxed, but my mind was going ninety-to-nothing wondering what had happened. There's no way she was raped, I thought, she'd fight off any intruder. 

It wasn't even twenty minutes when Burgundy started to scream in her sleep. It scared the shit out of me and Nellie; we jumped and ran to her bedroom. Her eyelids were still smudged with mascara and her eyes were rolling wildly in their sockets, searching the room for invisible demons. "I need him!" she screamed at me, shaking my shoulders as I leaned over her. "He's all I have! I can't live without him!" she screamed with hysteria. I eventually got her to go asleep again, but it wasn't a good one. All throughout it, she twitched and sobbed here and there, trying to fight off the nightmares that were inevitable.

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Until next time, darlings!