Chapter 10


"Aslyn! What da' hell are you doin'?" Spot yelled.

As soon as Spot had entered his bedroom, he saw the knife slice quickly, painlessly across Aslyn's skin. He watched in horror as she allowed herself to be drawn into the hopelessness of the cuts that shrouded her wrists.

" Stop!" Spot yelled, pulling the knife from Aslyn's hand.

"I can't!" She whispered through clenched teeth, "I can't stop."

Tears leaked from her eyes as Spot fell to the floor next to her. He slid the knife across the floor, away from Aslyn and surveyed the damage she had caused herself.

"Why?" Spot choked out, allowing tears to slip from his eyes, "Why would you do this?"

"Because," Aslyn sobbed, "I'm nothing but a burden to you. You're seventeen, Spot. You're too young to have to care for someone else, to have to constantly look out for me. I don't want that for you."

"But I do," Spot said, cupping her chin in his hands and turning her face toward his, "I want to care for ya', Aslyn. I don't care if I'm only seventeen. I don't care if your brother's after me. I love you, Aslyn. I love you, and I want ta' spend the rest of me (*my) life with ya'."

Aslyn looked into his eyes, and Spot kissed her forehead gently. She turned her head up to him and kissed him on the lips in return. He wrapped one of his hands behind her neck and used his thumb to make small circular motions on the soft skin he found there.

"I love you, too," Aslyn murmured, "I'm so sorry."

"Don't be. Just tell me you'll never do 'dis (*this) again."

"Never," Aslyn whispered, kissing Spot.

"Well, let's get ya' fixed up," he said, helping her to her feet and leading her into the bathroom.

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"I'm sorry," Aslyn said again, once Spot had finished bandaging her arms.

"Will ya' stop sayin' 'dat already? You apologized once and 'dat was enough. I don't need ta' hear it every two seconds," Spot said, smiling and kissing the top of her head soothingly.

Aslyn nodded and traced Spot's lips with her right index finger. She then kissed him passionately. He returned her kiss with equal infatuation and slipped his tongue into her mouth. With every moment and every kiss the couple's passion grew. Spot pulled a finger up and down Aslyn's spine, causing the hairs on the back of her neck to stand on end. Aslyn let her hands glide over every inch of Spot's well-muscled chest and arms, until they came to rest on his collarbone. She then placed her hands behind his neck and pulled his body closer to her own. Spot guided her backwards onto the bed and laid her down gently. He kissed a line down her jawbone and onto her neck. He kissed the skin underneath her ear and then back up her jawbone and then to her lips. As he kissed her, Spot slid his hands under her shirt, caressing the skin on her stomach ever so gently. Aslyn ran her hands along his chest once again and tugged at the buttons on his shirt. She needed to see more of him. She needed to touch every inch of his body.

Upon feeling Aslyn pull at his clothes, Spot looked up. He looked into Aslyn's eyes and asked, "Are you sure 'bout this?"

Aslyn nodded, unbuttoned Spot's shirt, and slid her hands over the smooth skin beneath it. Spot smiled and began to remove Aslyn's shirt. As he let it fall away from her, he caressed her breasts gently, allowing himself to take in the beautiful curves of her body.

"I love you," Spot whispered in Aslyn's ear before he let himself continue his adventure to discover her body.

"I love you, too," she murmured in reply.

Soon, Aslyn and Spot were completely undressed. They sat for a moment looking at each other, each taking in the other's body. Spot leaned down to Aslyn and kissed her passionately.

"I'm goin' to…" he murmured, but Aslyn placed a finger over his lips and nodded before he could finish.

Spot entered her slowly, carefully, knowing he had to be gentle. Aslyn gasped when he did so. But she knew that Spot could never hurt her as much as Matthew had.

She pulled him closer to her, willing him to push further into her. She moaned softly as Spot began slow, rhythmic thrusts into her body. She moaned again when Spot came and fell beside her on the bed.

"I love you," she sighed as he wrapped his arms around her.

"I love you, too," he said, cherishing the warmth of her body and the beauty of their lovemaking.