Wild Hearts {#Wattys2014}

Chapter 87

OH MY FREAKING GOD NOT AGAIN.

I run in between them and try my best to take them off of each other but Cameron punches my arm thinking I was Blake. It was painful and it stung, but I put my strong face on and just held on to my arm covering the spot he hurt.

He realizes that he hurt me instead of Blake and lets his guard down. I see Blake onthe side shake his head as he comes near me, and as Cameron comes to comfort m, Blake takes him by the collar of his shirt. He grabs his to the side and Cameron does nothing but whispers something barely audible. Blake throws him onto the side as he comes to my aid.

"Are you okay...?" He says looking at the light purple skin.

"Just take me back inside?" he nods and plants a kiss on my lips as he helps me to my feet and begins to walk me to through the back door. As I walk through the sand, I can hear Cameron sniffling and I turn around to see him pulling his hair. Im about to walk inside when I hear him yelling out of anger. Blake just shook his head and closed the door. I sit on the living room sofa, letting go as I sink into the heavy pillows.

He sighs as he sits next to me and looks at me. "Ill get you some ice, and something to eat." he says with a comforting smile. He's right back on his feet and goes off somewhere. I lie down and reach for the remote and turn the tv on. I havent watched anything in so long. I never have time. No matter what comes on, I cant get rid of the scene replying over and over in my head. He didnt even realize properly until Blake came over. It didnt physically hurt too much, but it hurt how he did it.

In a matter of a few minutes Blake comes back with an ice pack and a few other things wrapped around his arm. He puts the ice on my arm and slowly feeds me a muffin.I smile everytime he breaks a piece apart to feed me. When I finish the muffin I realize how stupid this whole thing is.

"You didnt have to do all of that, I just hurt my arm, not my whole fucking body," I say as he chuckles and looks at me with a serious face coming up. "Are you okay? Did it hurt?"

I try to give him my best reassuring smile I possibly could have. "Yes, I am, thank you Blake." He nods, but seeming as if he didnt believe me. He gets up with a sigh then take the gray shirt that he brought with the ice pack and muffin, i believe he got that from the drawer of clothing he has in my room from a few times he stayed over. He pulls his Beatles graphic tshirt off and I cant help but noticed how he looks so fit. He definetly has worked out between all the time I saw his bare skin. I look away but as I do that, I see a small symbol on his sides. I cant help but squint.

"What are you looking at babe, you seem very interested..." he says with a smirk, I quickly look away out of embarrassment. "Sorry.." I say. He sits next to me without wearing his shirt and turns around and points to the symbol. It was the Mickey Mouse logo; his round ears very distinct and the inside of the shape is colored in black.

"I got this tattoo when Kale told me your dad died and you were dating Cameron... you know why i got it?" I nod my head, I know exactly why.Our trip to DisneyLand when we first met, the day after my audition. The day he got arrested. He turns around again, and almost symetrically, there was a music note on the other side of his side. Which stood for my show the day my ife changed.

I put my finger on top of the note, and run through the delicate lines. I move to his lap and kiss him.

"You are amazing, and I am so sorry for letting you down everyday. You deserve so much better." I tell him, our lips still softly touching. He kisses me this time, with more control and he lifts his hand to my neck and slides his tongue in. He pulls away in a few seconds, but slightly. "Don't ever say that, we'll get through this. I promise."