screaming **Discontinued**

chapter 23

*Paris' POV*

*the next day*

I hadn't gotten any nightmares tonight or any day whatsoever that I can remember. I woke up very peaceful by the sunlight on my face. it was nice and even nicer was the warmth underneath the back of my head. I scooted closer to it and I heard a low chuckle. oh well probably still half sleeping. then I felt something on my face. realization set in and I jolted awake. what I felt was a freaking hand! I woke up sitting up and a little confused to say the least. my memory was foggy for some reason but realization of what just happened set in and I looked around. I then looked at my bed and saw a very relaxed and a very amused William lying under the covers. I also noticed he wasn't shirtless, thankfully. I could never focus properly if he was. I took the covers at my feet and covered myself with them, even though I was in my pajamas. i just still felt the urge to cover myself. 'What are you doing here?' i signed. 'Get out of my room.' i signed. ''Do you want me to answer your question first or should i just leave?'' he asked with a sweet voice. it made my heart go faster and my palms sweaty. that voice and the tone even made me ignore the fact that he was mocking me. then it hit me and i groaned. 'you're a dream. i'm still sleeping. nice dream to wake up with, a nightmare.' i signed to myself. he broke down in laughter and then he suddenly stopped. ''I'm a nightmare to you?'' he asked with a hint of pain in his voice that i didn't understand. 'Well not really a nightmare, more like pure torture.' i signed. he seemed to understand me pretty good. his expression had turned really sad now and a hint of confused. he grabbed my feet and dragged me closer to him so we were sitting opposite of each other. ''Why am i torture to you?'' he asked engulfing my hands with his. i looked at him knowingly and then looked at my hands. how the heck did he think i was going to explain it to him if he kept holding my hands. which i didn't mind at all by the way but i didn't want to be rude so i had to use my hands to answer his question. 'Well it's because...' i started. i doubted if i could actually say this. oh well i'm dreaming anyway. 'it's because i-i have these feelings for you..' i started. ''You like me.'' William said. i rolled my eyes with a irritated look but still blushed and looked down. he used his index finger to move my chin up, making me look at him again. 'Anyways i mean that i have these feelings for you that i can't act on because you're with Gaby. my relationship with her is already so fragile and i would never do anything to hurt her on purpose. second of all let's think, who would want me? a mute orphan girl that everyone feels pity for. this all together means i can't act on those feelings but still have to see you on regular basis because of Gaby. it hurts so much that sometimes i can't breath. it feels like since the first day that i met you, you already took a piece of me with you and now i'm slowly losing myself the longer this goes on.' i signed. i didn't know how he was able to understand me so incredibly well but i liked it. i sighed happy but sad. i was happy that it was finally off my chest but i was sad that it was all so true. 'And now to the more pressing matters. why are you here?' i signed. ''You want me to help you remember again?'' he said. i nodded slowly unsure where this was going. ''Every morning.'' William said sighing. even though i had no idea what he was talking about i still punched him on the arm. William explained everything and began to feel more stupid every minute. it also remembered how i got my concussion and bruise in the first place. i put my hands in front of my face to prevent William from seeing me blush. i did not want him to see that, no matter how close we were. i was embarrassed and i wanted the ground to swallow me whole. William engulfed my hands and pulled them off my face. i launched myself at my pillow and hid my face in that but William pulled me up again. he got the pillow out of my grip and i did the first thing i could think of. i hid my face on Williams chest. i'm pretty sure my face wasn't red anymore but i kind of liked playing around so i kept going. he chuckled making his whole body shake from laughter. i lightly punched him and it became very quiet. too quiet. i slowly looked up at him through my eyelashes. i saw a dangerous twinkle in his eyes. i had done something i definitely shouldn't have. i slowly sat up all the way and kept looking at him. ''You did not just do that.'' William said. i slowly slid away from him until i was on the edge of the bed. ''Get back here!'' he said coming closer to me. i jumped of the bed and ran to the other side. i heard his feet hit the ground as well and i turned around. i ran to the other side of the room avoiding William by jumping over the bed. William just turned around and walked closer to me. i was planning to run to the other side again but he caught me midway. he wrapped his arms around me and i tried to escape his grip but his arms only tightened around me. he pulled me closer to him and i laid my head on his chest. he relaxed at my touch and i took advantage of the situation. i got out of his grip and jumped on his back. ''Oomphf Paris!'' William said. ''You can't just jump on my back whenever you want.'' he said. i ignored him and stretched my hands. i covered his eyes and let him stumble around for a bit. then he had navigated his way to the bed. i had no idea what he was doing until he threw me on the bed. i squealed and landed face first on the bed. i groaned but didn't roll over or anything. then i was suddenly laying on my back. William hovered above me with his arms beside my head. he leaned down and our lips met in the middle. we shared a long slow kiss and i smiled. then he pulled back and looked at me with a smirk on his lips. ''I told you, you were going to pay for it.'' He said and that was the only warning i got before he started tickling me. i laughed and laughed, even though it hurt like hell. my bruise was giving me no slack at all. it was getting slightly harder to breath. he tickled me further and then he reached the place of the bruise. only a single touch was too much. i shot up and gasped for breath. ''Paris, is something wrong? is everything okay?'' William asked while he helped me up. it took a while before i could breath normally again but when i could i looked at my feet, and avoided Williams gaze. he walked over to me and made me look at him. ''What's going on? i don't like seeing you hurt. it makes me feel helpless. i want to know what's going on and i want to know now.'' William said calmly. i looked to the side and lifted my shirt up bit so he could see the bruise. i heard him gasp and tears sprung in my eyes. ''Paris who did this to you?'' William asked angrily. i shook my head signaling i wasn't gong to tell. ''Paris. who did this to you?'' he asked very calm now. it freaked me out more than the angry tone. i couldn't control the tears any longer and i let them fall. meanwhile William walked up to me and pulled up my shirt a bit more. he now saw that the bruise covered almost my entire abdomen. then he let the shirt fall back down and he looked at my face. no doubt he saw my tears because he pulled me into his embrace. we stayed like that as time continued to pass.