A dark haired girl sits on her bed, rolling her eyes as she watches her dark haired boyfriend clean up her room, which is littered with clothes, a torn condom and an empty vodka bottle. Her white vest barely reaches the top of her legs and its ripped holes show hints of her black bra. Her delicate frame looks fragile, easily breakable. The boyfriend is wearing his usual attire of baggy jeans, blue t-shirt and skater shoes. His hair is messy, he hasn't touched it since he woke up this morning. He picks up the empty vodka bottle and shoves it in a plastic bag.

"I guess this shows what a good party it was last night!" Freddie joked as the vodka bottle was put out of sight. Effy shrugged, smiling faintly at him. "God Effy, your room is a state.." he mocked. He gently picked up each article of clothing, careful not to handle them too roughly in case he damaged them. Effy's clothes always tore easily, the material was never strong enough. Not like her.

If only he knew.

"Stop cleaning, you're being a pussy," Effy said. She laughed when Freddie placed his hand on his hip and raised an eyebrow. Continuing to tidy up, Freddie picked up the torn condom wrapper. "Clearly someone's been having some fun. You shagging someone else?" he joked again, pretending to be offended. Effy chewed a fingernail, trying to look as if she was guilty. She liked this slagging off thing they sometimes did. Freddie placed the torn condom wrapper into the plastic bag and then put it down on the floor. The room was clean again. "Cause if you were shagging someone else, I'd be quite upset.." Freddie said, making his way towards her. She giggled as he took her hands and gently pushed her back down onto the bed. He kissed her collarbone and she ran her hands down his back, pulling his shirt off. His fingers spread through her knotted hair, bringing her lips closer to his. He placed butterfly kisses over her neck, her collarbone, her shoulders. Effy closed her eyes, blocking out everything. More butterfly kisses. Her arms, her stomach, her hip. Slowly, gently.

Her eyes shot open.

This was too lovely. Too gentle. Her heart beat faster than its usual pace. She felt as if the ceiling was moving down towards her, about to crush them both. More butterfly kisses over her legs, knees. No. He was taking too much time. It was like he was poring over every part of her. She felt like she was an experiment and he was the scientist. She felt too exposed. He moved his butterfly kisses back up towards her stomach. His lips decorated a little pattern. The ceiling was coming down faster. It was becoming more terrifying. She had to stop this. She had to -

Her breath caught. Effy coughed, trying to breathe. She couldn't. She felt like someone had wrapped their hands around her neck and was squeezing to the point where they wouldn't let go. This was too consuming. He was too close. This wasn't right.

"No!" she yelped, breaking away. Her whole body was shaking and her skin crawled. It was as if spiders were walking all over her. Freddie stared at her with a wounded expression. "Effy? What's wrong- what?.." He reached a hand out to her but she slapped it away. "Don't touch me!" she shouted, backing up against her headboard. She watched Freddie's face fall. He didn't know what had just happened. Neither did Effy to be honest but she knew she hadn't liked it. "Effy.. babe.. what have I done?"

Effy shook her head with her eyes tight shut. She couldn't look at him, see his upset face, knowing she was the one who'd caused this. She knew he loved her and she loved him too. But she couldn't show it. What was wrong with her?

Freddie dragged himself away from her and pulled his shirt back on. His mouth was set in an angry line. Tears glistening in her eyes, she quietly whispered, "Freddie.." and reached a shaking hand out to his back. He shifted away from her touch. "I'm getting sick of this. You always push me away. Why can't you just accept that I love you?"

Effy's tears fell as he put on his shoes and flung his skateboard under his arm. "See you later, Ef."

She flinched as her bedroom door slammed shut.

(I don't know whether this is good or not, but hope you enjoyed!)