Hey guys, long time no see eh? *smiles sheepishly* I'm sorry it took so long to get this chapter up, I planned to finish writing this and have it updated BEFORE I went on holiday...but that didn't work out so well, I didn't finish it in time and for the past two weeks, I hadn't been able to finish it off whilst I was on holiday as I wasn't allowed to bring my laptop with me.

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Chapter 10

"I'll tell you"

Who knew three little words could scare the shit out of me. Out of all the things to be scared of, it has to be those three words to make me tremble in fear, make a scream fill my throat, make the nauseous feeling in your stomach erupt one thousand times harder. Three fucking words.

I know why I'm scared, Naomi knows why I'm scared, hell, even a fucking ant will know why I'm scared. I'm scared to relive it all; I'm scared to open myself up to the one person who can rip me apart in a matter of seconds. I'm scared that Naomi will see me just as a thing. Not a person, not a bug, not even mud. Just a thing, a thing that can be pushed around. I'm scared that she'll treat me the same as him. I know it's stupid, but really, what fear isn't stupid? Fear of the dark? Stupid, fear of clowns, stupid. Fear of spiders, stupid. Every fear is stupid. What is the point in fear anyway? Why does our mind have to make us become so scared about the littlest things? Making us crap our selves at anything, a bug, dust, roller coasters. Why does our mind think 'This is what I am going to be scared of because it is horrible' What is the point?

I'll tell you why. Because our mind gets pleasure by seeing us cowering away from random shit. It laughs at us, spits at us. Controls us.

I swallow the spit that has collected itself in my throat "The first time I felt fear was when I was seven. Katie and I had the exact same beds, fucking fairy princess-Katie's choice, not mine- I had the cliché fear of there being a monster under my bed. I shat my pants every time I heard some noise from my bed. Every time I moved and the mattress springs squeaked, I would stop moving around and act like a squirrel-You know when it notices you watching it and it just stops and stares, waiting for you to look away before making its escape"

I look over at Naomi who has a small smile on her face; she nods and squeezes my hand.

I look back at the stars "One day I had enough, I was too scared to look so I called for my dad. He came running in with a bat in his hands. When I told him about the 'monster' under my bed. He smiled sympathetically, walked over to my bed and looked under. He pretended to beat it up, making all sorts of noises to convince me. He came out, wiped his hands, smiled, wrapped his arms round me and said 'He's gone now Emsy, nothing can hurt you when I'm around' He held me tightly until I fell asleep."

I sit up and cross my legs. I place our joined hands in my lap and start playing around with Naomi's fingers, following the shape with my finger. Naomi sits up and copies my position, crossing her legs.

"From that day on, I believed him. My dad became my very own superhero. If he was nearby, I knew I was safe. I wasn't scared anymore, the monsters stayed well away. Before I went to sleep, I would warn the 'monsters' in my room that they couldn't hurt me and that my Dad is there to protect me. If Katie was nice to me, I would say he'd protect me and Katie."

Naomi chuckles "How often was that?"

My gaze flickers to her eyes then back to our hands again "Not very" I swallow the lump that has formed in my throat "But that all changed when I started Uni. My dad wasn't there to protect me all the time. I was shitting bricks when he was dropping me off on the first day. When we finished placing my things in the student accommodation, I held onto him tightly and cried, begging for him not to leave me. He held me just like he did eleven years ago, promising that he'll never leave me, but I have to leave the nest some day. When we pulled apart, he placed a ring in my hand"

I take off the ring on my finger and study it. The gold sparkles in the moonlight; I look on the inside and see the elegant writing that says: Robert James Fitch. I hand it to Naomi who studies it, a small smile forms on her face. She places it back on my finger then kisses my hand.

"He told me that his Dad got it done when he was born, back then he couldn't wear it so his dad put it away. When he turned 18, he found it again. It could only fit on his pinkie and even then it was tight. I tried to give it back to him, but her covered my hand with his, closing my hand over the ring and said 'Now I'll always be with you, no matter where you are' He placed it on my finger, gave me on last hug before driving back home"

"I met Ben" I swallow the fear in my throat "At Uni, he lived in my building. We decided to meet up on the Saturday and chat, we found out that we lived really close together and even went to the same fucking college and everything. Soon, we got really friendly, he was my best friend. One day though, he told me he liked me more than a friend. I was out at this point, I told him I was gay, he was really cool about it" I smile at the memory.

"He seems nice" Naomi says confused.

I scoff "That's what I thought. When it was the Christmas holidays, I asked Ben if he'd like to meet my family. I told my mum, she's in denial about me being gay so she thought that Ben was my new boyfriend. I tried telling her, but she wasn't having any of it 'No daughter of mine will be that. Why would you want to be them when you have such a lovely boyfriend like Ben' she'd used to say to me. Anyway, when Ben came over, I begged for him to pretend to be my boyfriend. He agreed as he understood. My mum brought it...But after a while Ben and Mum started to believe it a little too much. After a year of Ben and me pretending, I decided to tell my Mum the truth. She wouldn't believe me, telling me I'm corrupted. Ben turned to me and asked why I was talking such rubbish, I was with him and that I loved him. Ben got it into his head that we were actually dating!" I chuckle darkly.

"When we left, I started to laugh and said to Ben that he can drop the act now. He didn't know what I meant 'what act?' he asked dumbly. I said the whole boyfriend thing. He looked at me confused and said 'I am your boyfriend' I laughed again and told him I was gay again. Then I felt a sharp pain in my cheek, blood ran into my mouth. I realised then that he had hit me, I was so shocked that I didn't even resist when he grabbed me roughly by the arm and started dragging me back to the hotel we were staying in. He pushed me into the room" I sob quietly as I remember, flash backs crossing my mind.

Naomi moves and wraps her arms around me and starts to rock me back and forth "You can stop if you want to"

I shake my head and push back the tears "No. I'm fine. He closed the door behind him and walked over to me, he pushed me onto the floor. I was so scared; this wasn't the Ben I knew. He grabbed my arms and started shaking me yelling at me that I was not a 'fucking faggot. I'm not like that and that I love him and belong to him" then he stood me up and brushed me down. He wrapped his arms around me and sobbed, started to say he was sorry and not to leave him."

"It started to get worse though. I wasn't even dating him but he was getting really over possessive. He took my phone and looked at all the messages I had sent to Cook and Effy. Once Cook had sent me a flirty text, Ben went ape. He-he punched me in the stomach, face and hip repeatedly."

Naomi gasps and holds me tighter "Did you not tell anyone? Your Dad?"

I nod "I couldn't tell my Dad. He would be so broken; I couldn't handle seeing him broken. I tried to tell my mum but she wouldn't listen, she'd say I was lying even though the proof was all over my face from the black eye to a cut lip. She'd tell me that I deserve whatever 'punishment' I got from Ben because of all these 'unholy' thoughts I'd have about Woman"

"That's bullshit! You didn't deserve that Emily, no one does" Naomi wipes away the tears that had escaped. I didn't realise they had fallen; I fell so numb, just remembering his fist punching me over and over again.

"Mum forced me to stay with him; she still wouldn't accept me for who I am. That's what your mum is supposed to do isn't it, love you unconditionally. But she didn't, she said that if I told the police or anyone else that she would disown me as a daughter. She'd chuck me out Naomi! My own fucking Mum said that. Ben suggested we'd move in together, I declined. I didn't want have to come home every day and get a punch in the face for the slightest thing I did wrong. But then he-he-" A sob escaped my throat; Naomi ran her hands up and down my arms comfortingly.

"He didn't..." Naomi trailed off.

I shook my head "He almost did"

"Almost?"

I nod:

Anger shows in his features, venom fills his eyes "Muff munching slut" he spat, his grin turned evil "You need to be shown what a real man can do"

He grabs my neck, trapping the air from leaving and entering my lungs. "Ben!" I say "Ben please, don't"

"Shut up!" He drags me into the sitting room and pushes me down roughly on the settee. He climbs on top of me.

Fear fills my veins, I start kicking at him, I push against his broad shoulders but he doesn't move. I scratch his face, splitting the skin. Ben growls in pain. He grabs my face, pushing my cheeks together painfully.

"I need to teach you what happens to lesser when they don't do as they're told" he snarls. He spits onto my face, I whimper.

"Ben, please, you're not like this"

"You don't know fuck about me!" he shouts, I go to speak again but he slaps me "Shut up, I'm talking. You ignored me through secondary school and college. I sent you roses and presents every day but you just threw them away. It hurt that you didn't care. Now it's your turn to feel the pain I felt"

He pins my arms above my head and leans his weight on my thrashing legs, he pushes his hand up my top and roughly gropes my tit. As he takes it out, he scratches all down my torso, causing the skin to break. I scream out in pain.

"See, not so nice is it?" A sob sounds from my throat, he slaps me across the face again "No! Don't cry, your suppose to be enjoying this"

He reaches for my skirt and yanks it down, along with my knickers "Lovely" he snickers. I swallow back the bile that has risen in my throat. He digs his nails into my thighs; I bit on my lip to stop myself from screaming.

"Stop" I beg

He snickers "No, I'm just getting into it. It's not the same if I just wank off" I feel his excitement against my leg; he reaches down and undoes his trousers. I close my eyes and try to not think about the pain about to come.

I hear a thud then Ben's entire weight just lifts off me. I hear grunting and groaning, I open my eyes and see Freddie and Cook both kicking Ben repeatedly over and over again. Effy's ocean blue eyes appear in front of me, worry fills them. She strokes back my hair then kisses my forehead. She pulls up my skirt and knickers then wraps her arms around me, holding me tightly and proactively, just like my Dad did on the first day on Uni.

"FUCKING CUNTING PRICK! DON'T YOU FUCKIGN TOUCH HER YOU DISGUSTING FUCK!" Cook shouts each word every time he kicks Ben.

"Cook!" Freddie starts pulling on Cook, Cook continues to kick him "Cook!" Freddie says shaking Cook. Cook turns to him, anger in his face, but soon it vanishes when Freddie motions to me. Cook quickly pulls me up from Effy's embrace and pulls me into his own. Hugging me tightly.

"I wish I got here sooner. If anything happened to you...I fucking love you" Cook says into my hair, I feel his tears fall onto my hair as he sobs. Soon I start crying, the shock finally worn off. Cook holds me as we both sob in each other's arms.

Five minutes later, Cook, Effy and I are sat on the settee and watch as Police Officers grab Ben, place hand cuffs on him then guide him out the door and place him in the police car.

A police officer stand in front of us "Hello, my name is P.C Wilde. Which one of you is Emily?"

"Me" I say weakly. The officer smiles warmly.

"Emily, is it ok is we take you down to the station, we need you to make a statement"

"Why does she need to make a fucking statement? He fucking abused her! He would've raped her if we didn't get here on time!" Cook exclaims, standing up.

The officer remains calm "I'm sorry Sir, but we need one from her to put him on trial. I'll need one from you Mr Cook as well as Miss Stonem and Mr Mclair to say exactly what you saw"

Cook nods and sits down. The Officer motions for us to stand up and follow "Don't worry, you won't be seeing him for a long time" He points to the police car that drives away.

Naomi holds onto me as I sob into her arms, she strokes my hair and whispers sweet nothings into my ear until I calm down.

"He treated me like shit Naomi. But I guess I was treated correctly-"

"How can you say that Emily? No one deserves what he did to you, especially you! Do you understand?"

I shake my head "He only treated me how I treat others" I whisper.

Naomi grabs my face and turns my chin until I look at her "You don't treat people like shit. I haven't seen you treat Panda like shit, you defend JJ whenever someone starts yelling at him. You and Cook are like brother and sister, two peas in one fucking pod. I can tell you and Effy are close as well"

"I treated you like shit Naomi. I've treated Katie like shit, I treated Mandy like shit, I've treated every girl I have ever shagged like shit. I'm a horrible person" I say

Naomi grabs my face in both her hands and stares into my eyes "You haven't treated me like shit Emily" I will "Katie, I don't know, I never see you two communicate"

"We don't have the best relationship" I mumble

"Mandy was a whore" true "Did you care about the girls you fucked?" I shake my head "So it doesn't matter if you treated them like shit"

"I'm still horrible. I'm not a nice person Naomi. I used to be, but-"

Naomi kisses me before I can finish "You" *kiss* "Are" *kiss* "Amazing" *kiss* "Just" *kiss* "The" *Kiss* "Way" *kiss* "You" *kiss* "Are" She presses her lips against mine for longer, fuck I love her kisses. I feel her tongue run along my bottom lip, I open my mouth, letting her tongue slip into my mouth. Our lips mould together over and over again. The need for oxygen over powers us and we pull apart. Naomi pulls on my bottom lip before letting go.

I bite my lip and raise my eyebrow "Did you just quote Bruno Mars?"

Naomi smiles innocently "Maybe" Her face turns serious "I mean it though. Don't let anyone tell you different. Because baby you're a firework, come and show them what your worth. You don't have to feel like a waste of space, your original cannot be replaced" I laugh at her and kiss her cheek.

"You're such a nerd" I snuggle into her side and Naomi wraps an arm round me

"You don't have to be a shell, no" Naomi sings, I look at her and smile "You're the one that rules your world, oh" I nudge Naomi playfully "you are strong, and you'll learn that you can still go on, and you'll always be a, a pearl" I push her onto the ground and start to tickle her.

Naomi squirms about, cute little giggles escaping her rosy lips "Em, Em stop please" she says through giggles.

"Will you stop singing?" I ask, smiling down at her as I continue my attack on her body giggling myself.

"Yes"

"Promise?"

"I promise" I stop my tickling, Naomi lies her head back, panting heavily. I place my elbows on either side of her head, my legs fit between hers as I hover above her. Once she gets her breathing in line, Naomi looks up and smiles. I tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear and smile back. I soak up her beauty. Her flawless skin, rosy lip, perfectly shaped nose and those eyes. So fucking powerful, like they have x ray vision and can see through me.

"God I love you" My eyes widen at what I've just said. NO NO NO fuck no, I shouldn't have said that. Fuck. A bright smile forms on Naomi's face, she looks so breathtakingly beautiful, fuck, how can you not love that?

I wait anxiously for Naomi's reaction, she smiles at me before biting her lip then slowly leaning up towards me. She stops her lips just centimetres from mine, her hot breath blowing against my lip. I look down at her lips and lick my own. I look back up at Naomi's eye and notice they are a shade darker. I smirk, I blow slightly on her own lips, making them quiver. It's only a second until Naomi's closes the gap and her lips have crashed against mine. This kiss isn't like the last one, slow and tentative. This is lustful, passionate and needy. Tongues and teeth crash together as we kiss frantically. Our hands roam over each other's bodies, trying to explore them. I move so I'm straddling and sit up, but Naomi's lips follow mine so she sits up as well so our bodies are flush against each others. I push slightly at her shoulders; she moves away and gives me a confused look, her eyebrows furrow together. I smile at how fucking adorable she looks and kiss between the eyebrows. They un-furrow and she smiles. I undo the buttons on my shirt and shrug out of it, quickly disregarding it.

I move my hands to the bottom of my tank, but Naomi's hands stop me. I raise my eyebrow at her, she smirks then lifts my top, her hands exploring the newly exposed skin as she goes along. Soon my tank is thrown away like the shirt and I'm left in my bra and trousers. Naomi bends forward and kisses from my stomach, up through the valley of my breasts, along my collar bone, up my neck and along my jaw before reconnecting our lips together.

Naomi places her hands on my back and pulls me closer to her, a moan sounds deep in my throat at the close contact. But not close enough. Naomi hastily shrugs out of her jacket and I pull her t-shirt over her head. I push on Naomi's shoulders telling her to lie back down on the blanket. Once her back connect with the floor, I kiss my way down her throat and along her collar bone, stopping to suck on her pulse point. I bite and suck at her neck, hoping to make my mark so people will know that Naomi belongs to me, and only me. I rub my finger over her nipples and feel them go hard through her bra. Naomi sits up slightly, un clips her bra and tosses it away. I take a moment to stare at her perfect tits.

"So fucking beautiful" I say before attacking her nipple with my mouth, nibbling and sucking on it. Naomi arches her back, moans sounding out of her mouth as I flick my tongue over her hardened nipple whilst I palm her other one.

"Fuck" she mutters as I turn my attention to her other nipple. I kick of my converses then push my knee up into Naomi's centre, enticing a low guttural sound from her. She starts to grind herself down onto my knee, needing more friction. I hitch her leg up and pull her closer to me, causing a sweet little moan to escape her lips. I kiss my way down her stomach, nibbling every so often.

I slip my thumb in the top of her leggings and slowly start to pull them down revealing green spotted girl boxers. Once I pull her legging off, I start kissing my way up her legs, I stop at her thigh then do the same to her other leg. Naomi's breathing becomes shorter as I get closer to her throbbing core. I kiss just above the waist band of her underwear before slowly pulling them down her legs as well.

"For fucks sake Em will you hurry up!" Naomi demands a little frustrated, I laugh kiss her on the lips again before kissing the same trail down her stomach to her lower abdomen. I breathe onto her swollen nub, causing Naomi to moan. I chuckle again before running my tongue through her wet folds.

"Jesus..." Naomi says breathlessly. Fuck she taste so good. My own knickers become wet just from the smell and taste of Naomi. I suck and nibble on her nub of nerves, making Naomi moan harder.

"Oh my god...Emily" she says as I enter her with two fingers. I kiss my way back up to her whilst pumping my fingers in and out of her. Naomi grind herself into my hand, short breathes coming out of her lips. I kiss her deeply on the lips then rest my forehead against hers, pumping in and out of her and circling my thumb on her clit. Naomi grabs the back of my neck and crashes our lips together in another heated kiss. She breaks away as she starts to come to the top of her ecstasy.

I feel her walls tighten around my fingers as she rises to the top. Her eyes shut, a loud moan leaves her mouth and sweat shines on her forehead. I keep pumping, bringing her down slowly. I pull my fingers out once she gets her breathing back to normal. Just as I'm about to lick my fingers, Naomi grabs my hand, moves it to her mouth then slowly sucks her own juices of my fingers. Nothing has turned me on more.

She takes them out of her mouth and smiles at me "Tasty"

I blink several times, trying to calm my racing heart down.

"Em, if I'm going to lay on this hill completely naked, then so are you" Naomi raises her eyebrow at me. I smirk, recovering from my earlier shock and lean in and kiss her. Naomi un- clips my bra and flings it away before rolling us over so I'm on the floor. She moves back and smiles, her eyes running the length of my torso, noticing the scars caused by Ben, his mark left on me. I try to cover them up but Naomi's hands stop me.

"Don't" She moves her hand a lightly traces her finger down each scar, sending shivers up my spine. She leans down and kisses each of them, making my underwear even wetter. "So beautiful" she mumbles. I scoff, Naomi's eyes look up at me, she moves up my body until her face is inches from mine.

"You are beautiful, they are beautiful as they are a part of you" she kisses me chastely before kissing her way down my body, stopping at my chest to suck and nibble on my nipples. I moan and arch into her as she flicks her tongue around my hardened nipple. I feel her smirk before she moves onto the other one. I run my hands through her hair, pulling her mouth closer to my chest. She pulls away, making a popping sound before continuing her descent down my body, her kisses leaving a fiery trail in their wake.

What Naomi does next is probably the sexiest thing in the world. With her teeth, she bites onto the waistband of my knickers and drags them down my legs, all the while keeping eye contact with me. They twinkle mischievously as she drags them of my legs and throws them in the same direction as my other pieces of clothing. Naomi lifts my leg up and starts kissing up the inside, making my pussy even wetter than before. Just as she reaches my centre, she moves down to the other leg and does the same thing. I moan in anticipation as I watch her rosy lips get closer and closer to where I need them most.

A gasp escapes my lips when I feel Naomi's tongue swipe up my folds before quickly flicking at my clit. Naomi looks up at me and smirks before running her slender fingers along my folds, sending a shudder through my body. She lifts her fingers up, my wetness glistening in the moonlight, then slowly brings them to her lips and seductively sucks it all off.

Still keeping eye contact, she positions herself between my legs and kisses my inner thigh one more time before plunging her tongue into me. I gasp loudly and arch my back, waves of pleasure surrounding me as her tongue continually explores me. I start grinding myself further into her, a low moan sounds within Naomi, sending vibrations onto my clit making me get closer to the edge. I grab at the grass when I feel I'm close to the edge.

"Fuck" I mutter as I feel myself tipping further and further to the edge. Naomi replaces her tongue with my fingers, pumping in and out of me furiously. I grab onto her and pull into an intensifying kiss as I get to the top. I break away from the kiss and moan out in pleasure as my orgasm hits me, pleasure washing around my body. I hold onto Naomi's shoulders, using her as my counter weight from the orgasm. Naomi pulls her fingers out, wipes them on the grass and falls down next to me on the blanket. I turn and look at her, still panting and smirk. Naomi stays silent, looking back at me, curiosity in her eyes.

"How was I?" she asks hesitantly. I smile at her, she looks so adorable when she's nervous.

"eh" I shrug.

"Fuck, was I really that bad?" Naomi covers her face with her hands and starts mumbling to herself. I chuckle and move so I'm straddling her. Naomi still covers her face with her hands, but peaks out through them - like you do when you're watching a horror and you get scared but you still want to watch it- I grin at her and hold onto her hands and pull them away from her face.

Naomi looks at me, worry and embarrassment in her eyes. I run the back of my hand down the side of her face softly then tuck a bit of hair behind her ear. I smile at her then lean down and give her a chaste kiss on the lips.

"You weren't bad. Actually you were fucking amazing. Naomi, you just had to touch me and I was turned on" I smile brightly at her, Naomi smiles back, showing of her perfectly white teeth.

"Really?" she asks, sounding slightly like a five year old.

I nod then lean down to her ear "You're the first one to make me come" I move away and bite my lip. I watch as Naomi's eyes widen the size of saucepans, the look of disbelief on her face. Naomi's hands travel up my back, over my shoulders, down my arms then rest on my hips.

"I must be good then" She smirks, her confidence immediately returning. Her eyes scan my stomach again before looking back at me. She runs her finger over each scar like she did before, but this time she seems to be studying it, the shape, the grooves in it, the odd bump here and there. She bites her lip thoughtfully then looks back up at me.

"Em, how come I only noticed your scars now but I didn't when Mandy ripped your shirt open in the office?" she asks.

I raise my eyebrow at her "You were looking eh?" Naomi's face turns serious, I cough awkwardly "Probably because you didn't know they were there. It's like the room of requirement"

"The what?" Naomi asks confused

"The room of requirement, in Harry Potter. The room of requirement only appears when the person has a real need of it. I know it's not exactly the same, but the principle is. You only see my scars now because you knew about them and you needed to see them to be able to, you know" I explain, blushing at my nerdiness

"You are such a nerd sometimes" Naomi says smiling up at me. I smile back before moving of her and lying back down on the blanket. Naomi opens her arms up for me and I happily oblige and snuggle up to her. I throw the rest of the blanket over us, protecting some of the dignity we- well I have left.

I rest my head on Naomi's chest, hearing her heart beat create its own little lullaby. I feel my eyes drooping slowly, the beat of her heart sending me into a deep sleep. Just as I'm about to drift of, I hear Naomi whisper

"I love you too"

This is night, is the first night in about five years that I fell asleep with a smile on my face

So? Everyone happy? If not I ensure you will get a full refund, but do review to tell me why you did/didn't like it. I'm a bit nervous because I've never written a sex scene before so fingers crossed it was good

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