James' Point of View:
It was obvious that she was terrified, esspecially after what happened earlier today.
There was a knock on the front door, and I quickly tightened my grasp around her small body.
The fat white police officer went to the door and opened it. He laughed, and opened the door, chuckling.
"You gone and scared us, Miss." He smiled.
"I appologize," the woman said holding a pile of blankets and sheets in her arms. She had blue eyes and wrinkling skin.
She looked at me with my arms tucked neatly around Bay.
"Bay, these are a few blankets Dad and I don't need. We figured you would want them." she smiled warmly.
"Thank you, Mom."
Her mother and father soon left with a police escort, and by then, Bay was ready to break down in tears. She was probably horrified. I understood.
"Bay, you are safe." I told her just before I fell asleep.
I didn't wake up from Bay kicking me, I woke up from her crying. I tried to comfort her, but it was extreamly difficult.
She hid her face in my chest and tried to kiss me a few times, but I stopped her. She wanted a form of comfort and reliablility that only those who didn't care as much, would jump at the opportunity for. I knew she didn't want that right now, but she sure did try and pretend she did.
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Bay's Point of View:
I sat on his stomach and took his huge hands to the hem of my shirt and tried to make him take it off, he kept refusing.
I leaned forward and slipped my hands under his shirt, but he took them out from under and smirked at me through the darkness.
"James..." I whispered.
"No, Bay." He replied.
I laid my head on his chest and began to fall asleep, when there was a knock downstairs.
James and I both jolted upright in our bed and he put his hands on my waist so I couldn't go anywhere.
He moved me off his lap and began to step off the bed, but I caught his arm. "Don't go."
He pushed my hand asside and left the room.
"James..." I whispered in the black room all alone.
"Bay," He replied stepping back inside the room. "It was just an officer."
I breathed a bit easier. "James,"
"Yeah," he replied laying down next to me. I stayed sitting up.
"Distract me."
He took my body down to the matress and then held his body above mine.
He was too far away.
I put my hands around him and pulled him against me.
I kissed his weary eyes and nose and then his lips.
"James,"
This was a rational discision, but it was time he knew.
"Hmm?"
"I love you."
I put one hand on his chest and waited for him to reply, but he didn't all that happened was his heart rate excellerated, and his lips pressed against mine eagerly. I kissed him back but he licked the bottom of my lip.

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Learning How to Scream
Historia CortaBay and James both suffer from lack of privacy, abusive parents and a hard life. They eventually fall in love with eachother, but nothing is easy when you have a crazy family out to kill you...