Aaron wakes me up in the middle of the night, "I see you told my brother what happened? I'll be gone after finals. I would get you back for this, but it seems like I've done enough damage. I promise I'll check on you every night. I'll try not to wake you up. It would do you good to keep your window unlocked. You know what?" He takes a hammer and breaks off the lock on the window, "There. Let me make myself clear. You are not allowed to take the tubes out until the end of the semester. I'll come find you for the final stage of this... Take the bandages off." I do as I'm told. Pulling out two tiny chains, he bends the ends and threads them through the tubes. One for the cheek and one for the forehead. It's like he's giving me stitches. A tear falls down my cheek. Once done, he uses the side of his finger to wipe the tear away, "A pretty face like yours should be ruined by tears." Our lips meet for a moment. "Let me help you bandage up..." Our lips meet again. "You are just so perfect... I'm making you prettier. Leave the chains and tubes in for a month, okay?" His hands dance across my skin as he covers the chains with cloth and tape. As he finishes, he ties my hands and feet to the bed posts, "Just let me... uh... just let me touch you..." What is happening? His hands goes under my shirt and lift up, "Who is this? It's not me. Why is it not me?"
I try to fiddle with the ropes, "It's my best friend. I didn't know you back then." This is scaring me.
He pulls out a knife, "It has to be me. You are mine." What? Why is he doing this? Why me? The knife traces the outline of Jaiden's face, leaving a deep wound. "I'll take you to the tattoo shop to get it redone with my face. I'll pay for it..."
Quintin walks into the room with his phone out to take a video, "Hey! Stop it!" Putting the phone on the bookshelf, he pulls Aaron off of me. "What the hell are you doing?" Stop him! Aaron escapes out the window, leaving no evidence of him ever being there. Except for the video Quintin took. "Poseidon, are you okay? You're bleeding pretty bad. Should we go to the hospital?"
Quade comes in, "I heard yelling. What's going on? You woke everyone up. Wha..." He sees me bleeding pretty bad. "We have to get you to the hospital!" More people start to fill the room to help me up. What just happened?
Garret grabs a red towel and applies pressure to my wound once we get into the car, "What happened? Who did this to you?" Why did he want the face to be him?
Quintin sends the video to everyone, "What was that guy's deal? He said that you were his. What did you get into this time?... Sorry. I didn't mean to sound condescending. Why did he do this?" I don't know. It hurts. The wound is deep.
I text Wren the video of his brother cutting me, "He's been bothering me ever since I stopped doing drugs. I don't know why he said I was his though. I don't think I ever lead him on or anything." It hurts so bad.
"What do you mean 'lead him on?' I thought he meant that you were his customer and he wasn't gonna let a customer walk away from him." I see why he would think that.
"Um... he was kissing me... and he got jealous when he saw Jaiden's face on my stomach. He was trying to carve it out and was saying that he would pay for me to get a tattoo of his face... He even said that I was pretty." I'm shaking from just remembering it.
"Well, this time we have video of what happened. He can finally get put in jail for what he did to you. We'll take care of you, don't worry." I think I'm bleeding to death. I'm getting cold.
"Thanks. Let's get inside. I'm getting cold." They all look at each other and carry me inside. The world fades in and out. "Hurr..." I pass out from blood loss.
I wake up to Bobby sitting in the chair next to me, "Hey, how are you?" Why is he here? My stomach aches.
Trying to sit up, "Um... what happened? I remember Aaron cutting me and being taken to the hospital..." Ugg. I have a massive headache.
