Part 9

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I wake up with tears rolling down my cheek. I punched the pillow I'm cuddling twice. I hear someone groaning in pain, that I realized it wasn't a pillow.
K- OMG, Payton! Are you okay!
P- what do you think?
I decide to take matters into my own hands. I grabbed his hand and pulled him into the bathroom.
P- what are you doing?
He says in an annoyed tone
K- I was gonna help you but not with that attitude
He rolls his eyes and I take a good look at him.  He has a black eye and a busted lip.  Dang, I'm strong.  I start cleaning his lip and taking the excess blood off.  I guess the health class at school was actually useful.  I grab an alcohol pad and put it on his lip.  He flinches then starts tapping his foot.
K- can you stop that?
Payton glares right into my eyes
P- make me
I glare right back and sit on his lap facing him.  His face immediately turns red.  After a minute, I feel a poke and I realize what it is.
K- control that!
P- i cant, it has a mind of its own!
I roll my eyes at him as I continue cleaning his lip.  I finish cleaning his lip and lean back to throw out the pad.  I lean too far back and fall back, luckily Payton catches me by the waist before I hit the hard tile floor. 
K- thanks
He just keeps on looking at me with a smirk on his face.  Payton doesn't take his hands off my waist.  He pulls me in closer to him.  At this point, our faces are a couple of inches apart.
K- what do you think you're doing?
P- what I've been wanting to do for a while now. 
He leans in and kisses me.  I freeze not knowing what to do, I start panicking a little bit.  Payton breaks apart smiling, but when he sees my face, he frowns. 
P- shit, did I do this? I'm so-
I stop him by putting my finger on his lips
K- Payton, I'm sorry.  I don't feel the same way
I look at him and he has a hurt face, I feel so bad.
P- oh
K- I'm soo sorry
I start crying, he brings my head to his chest which I cry into.
P- shh, it's not your fault
K- yes it is, Payton.  I'm sorry but I need my space, I hurt you.
P- that's fine
He forces a smile at me
We get up and go to sleep.

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