Learning How to Scream

Chapter six: Part two

He ignored my desperate pleas, so I grabbed a fistful of hair and tugged. He stopped and came back up to my face.

Josh and Jason pounded on the door and Brianna yelled my name now that I stopped screaming.

I pushed James away from me, and he stood up on the bed, towering over me.

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing..."

"Liar!" I giggled.

He bent down and grabbed my hands lifting me to stand up next to him. I was short in comparrison.

I pushed him against the wall like he did to me and then I winked before running across the room, turning on my stereo. I turned up Fences by Paramore and turned to find him right behind me.

I squealed as he scooped me up in his arms and carried me bridal style to the bed. He placed me down on it gently, and walked away toward the bathroom.

I watched him. He delicately tried to remove his shirt, but hissed at the pain. I got up and helped lift it over his head.

"And it's obvious that you're dying, dying,

Just living proof that the cameras lying

And oh, oh, open wide, 'cause this is your night,"

I hummed along as I delicately slid the shirt from his muscular body.

When I got the shirt off his arms, he rested his hands on my hips.

I tip-toed to lift the shirt off his head, but I was too short. He held my hips tight and lifted me. I took the shirt off and tossed it into the hamper.

I looked at all the buises and scars on his body. He grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my hips, then body, then arms and head. He tossed it into the hamper and began to trace scars from my stomach.

He got on his knees and took off the rest of my pants. I stepped out of them and he tossed them into the hamper.

He slipped out of his pants and left them on the floor. I saw every scar on his body. He saw all of mine.

Ironically, the song Fix you by coldplay began on my stereo.

"When you try your best but you don't succeed,"

I just stared up at him as he put his arms around me.

When the line came, he said "And I will try to fix you."

He leaned down and kissed me slowly.

We walked to the bed, his lips never parted with mine.

We layed on the bed.

I heard a gun shot and gasped.