Band One-Shots (Open!)

Why Didn't You Tell Me? (Christian Coma)

"Maia, talk to me. What's going on?" CC asked. I shook my head, gripping his shirt as I cried on his shoulder.

"I can't." I sniffed. He rubbed my back slowly and softly till I finally calmed down most of the way.

"Now, why can't you tell me?" he asked softly, holding me close. "I just can't." I whimpered.

I couldn't tell him that my boyfriend Seth had caused this. I couldn't tell CC that Seth has been abusing me.

I couldn't tell him because I was scared to death that Seth would hurt CC like he hurts me every day, because I know CC wouldn't let him go unpunished.

CC sighed and pulled me onto his lap, accidentally grabbing one of the many bruises on my legs.

I yelped in pain, jumping away from him. "Maia what's wrong?" CC fretted, his eyes scanning my body.

And that's when the floodgates broke open. I told him everything, all of it. Everything Seth has done.

By the time I was done, CC was pacing in front of me, shaking with anger and his hands were balled into fists.

"I'm gonna kill him. I'm gonna fucking kill him." he muttered, going to retrieve his car keys.

I jumped up and grabbed his arm. "CC you can't please!" I sobbed, "I don't want him to hurt you!"

"What about him fucking hurting you?!" he shouted, "I care far more about your safety than getting a bruise or two!"

"What if he tries to kill you?!" I cried, still not letting go of him, "I can't lose you! I love you!"

His eyes widened. "You, you love me?" I bit my lip as I finally released him and looked to the ground.

"Maia, why didn't you tell me?" he asked softly, setting his keys down and pulling me into his arms.

"I was scared." I answered, hugging him tightly. He chuckled. "Maia, I've loved you for so long...

"I just never made a move because of Seth, but I think now he can just go fuck himself with a cactus. You should've told me."

I giggled at the mental image, and he lifted my chin so that his brown eyes met my green ones.

He tangled his fingers in my black hair with white and red highlights, then slowly leaned down and pressed his lips to mine.

I placed one hand gently on the side of his face as our lips started to move together seamlessly.

He slowly walked me backwards till the back of my legs hit the couch and pushed me down, then crawled on top of me.

"Like I said. You should've told me." he murmured, running his hands up and down my body.

I nodded breathlessly as he pressed his lips to my neck, kissing and sucking in random places.

"F-Fuck, CC..." I gasped, feeling his hand slip between us to tease me through my thin jeans.

"Come here." he muttered, hooking my legs around his waist and lifting me off the couch.

"Where are we going?" I asked. "He treated you wrong. So I'm gonna show you the queen you are." he answered, walking us to his bedroom.

He kicked the door closed behind us and pinned me to the wall, kissing me passionately.

I grinded my hips against him, scratching across his back. "Fuck, Maia..." he groaned, leaning his forehead on my shoulder for a moment.

He moved us over to the bed and set me down gently in the middle of it, pulling his shirt off before joining me.

"Tell me to stop at any time." he murmured, moving my shirt up a bit to kiss just above the line of my jeans.

A quiet moan escaped my lips as he tugged my waistband with his teeth, and his lust-filled eyes flickered up to meet mine.

"May I?" he whispered, running his hands up and down my inner thighs slowly and gently.

"Y-yes." I stammered, subconsciously bucking my hips slightly, searching for more friction.

"Relax, my queen. I promise I'll take care of you." he smiled, sitting between my legs to unbutton my jeans and tug the zipper down.