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Chapter seven: Bruises
Chase's P.O.V.
Mr. Davenport comes over from across the length of the hall to talk to me, his steps quite but loudly resounding in my head as my bionics intensify the sound. Of course he wants to talk to me... or so he claims. All the while, thoughts start to run through my mind. None of which make sense but my reasonable side is acting irrational with fear.
Did he hear? Does he know about me and Adam? Oh god! We just started! Literally.
"Chase," he begins slowly as he comes to a stop in front of me.
The forced smile I had quickly falls with his stern expression. I notice how he pauses to think over what he's going to say. I hold my breath waiting anxiously. This is it.
"I know," he continues.
'He knows!' My mind screams.
Those words knock the air out of my lungs. Him saying those two words make me lightheaded and suddenly I feel dizzy. I look to my left only to see Adam walking towards us. I just saw him leave, why is he coming back? Now? This makes matters worse because I start to panic and I can't get rid of the growing fear. The world is now spinning, the edges of my vision growing hazy, and before I know it, everything turns dark.
"Chasey!" Adam shouts.
He's by my side in a second. I hear the worried voices calling my name growing distant and fainter.
Adam's P.O.V.
"Chasey!" I shout worried.
I see him collapse, his limp body falling ready to crash to the floor, and I hurry to catch him in time.
"Nice save," Big D says relieved.
"Is he okay?" I ask.
"I don't know... come on let's take him to the lab," he suggests.
"Why?" I question concerned.
"Adam, I think he's sick," he replies.
"Sick?"
"Yea not like deathly sick just enough to make him glitch. I know he denies it but I want to make sure," he reassures.
I nod and follow behind him, carrying Chase in my arms. Then it hit me. 'Maybe I hurt him!' I did have sex with him. I did hurt him. I knew I hurt him. He didn't tell me anything, dammit!
'God, stupid Adam why the hell couldn't you control yourself!?' I scold myself.
"Adam?"
My attention snaps to focus on Big D.
"Huh?"
"I said lay him here," he gestures towards the table top.
"Isn't that too hard?" I wonder.
"He'll be fine. I don't want to take him to the ER I just need to check his bionics," he answers.
"We have an ER?!" I ask shocked.
"Yes Adam," he smiles.
"…Wait…what's an ER?" I question dumbfounded.
Big D sighs, "An ER is an emergency room where there is medical equipment-"
"Chase!"
He stops mid-sentence and looks at the awakening form in my arms.
"You okay?" I whisper.
"Adam?" he asks groggily.
"Hey Chase," Big D waves.
"Ah! Mr. Davenport!" He struggles immediately to get out of my grasp.
"Chase just relax!" he yells.
"No I can't! What are you doing here?" he panics.
"I live here."
"I know that! Adam he knows!" He shouts pointing accusingly.
His voice sounds tight and forced. Like there's a lump that is threatening him to choke with emotion.
"Knows what?" I ask still rather confused.
"He knows!" He repeats slowly in a harsh yet hushed voice.
Chase's P.O.V.
"Chase calm down and explain 'cause I'm so lost right now," Adam says.
I wince in pain when I shifted in his arms.
"Chase are you alright?" Mr. Davenport asks concerned.
"F-fine," I mutter under my breath.
"Lay him down," he instructs Adam.
"No Adam don't!" I beg.
"Chase…" he questions.
I look at him with pleading eyes until I see the realization in his dark chocolate eyes.
"I can't put him down Mr. Davenport," Adam says calmly.
"Adam put him down," he orders.
"No," he replies firmly.
"And why not?" he asks with a glare directed at both of us.
I swallow the lump in my throat and take a deep breath.
"I-"
"He got hurt," Adam cuts me off.
"What how?" Mr. Davenport asks worrying again.
"Yesterday, remember?" Adam probes.
"Yesterday?" he repeats, "...Oh when they threw you against the locker and beat you… sorry Chase…I forgot," He apologizes.
"It's okay," I whisper secretly glad Adam managed to lie for me, for us.
"Saved it," Adam smiles.
I roll my eyes. Then I taste the familiar metallic flavor in my mouth but I can't stop it from dripping down my chin.
"Let me at least stop the bleeding," Mr. Davenport adds.
"Bleeding?" Adam asks.
"Your lip," he points.
I press my fingers to it and feel the slight torn, I knew it was turn I just didn't know it was this bad as I cup a hand over the flowing blood.
"This was from the punch I received…great I get no bruising but instead a busted lip," I sigh.
"Have any idea what could've caused it to bleed? Yesterday you seemed fine…then again yesterday Tasha took care of you while you were asleep," he said.
"She did?" I ask surprised.
"Yeah… Anyway here," he hands me an ice pack and a paper towel to clean the blood.
"Sorry Chasey," Adam whispers in my ear.
"For what?" I mutter with the ice pack on my swollen lips.
"It's my fault," he replies, but I can hear how smug he feels.
It takes me a while to catch on to what Adam was referring to. But when I do realize it, I start to blush. My cheeks now have a light hint of pink and my ears are red, I'm definitely flustered. The memory of Adam's lips against mine played inside my mind. His warm breath on my neck sending chills down my spine. His warm touch leaving hot trails on my body. I shudder and close my eyes as I bury my face in the crook of Adam's neck. I don't need to moan now. Not in front of Mr. Davenport.
"Adam take Chase to his room," Mr. Davenport says.
"Alright," Adam nods.
Before leaving he calls again.
"Chase…I know you're being bullied…We'll talk about this matter when you get better and the hidden bruises fade," he sighs.
I nod.
Once outside in the hall that leads to our rooms Adam stops and places me on the floor helping me stand.
"Bruises?" He questions with narrowed eyes.
"…Adam," I begin softly, reaching out to him.
"These assholes gave you bruises?" He continues angered.
"Adam please," I beg for him to listen.
"Chase, were you even going to tell me!?"
"I..."
"I could've seriously hurt you back there! You were roughed up I knew but beaten I didn't know about!" he yelled.
"Adam shh please!"
"No Chase! I feel like a total ass now!" he hisses.
"You're mad?" I ask in a small frightened voice.
"Of course! I am enraged!" he shouts.
He let's go and I almost topple forward. I wince again from the burning pain in my entrance and the bruising from the day before.
"Adam," I whisper hoarsely.
"Don't Chase," He huffs and walks away.
I'm pretty sure he went outside to burn a few things with his heat vision. He glitches when he's mad and right now he's furious. But he's mostly mad at himself. Now I feel like a total idiot.
Adam's P.O.V.
"I knew it!" I mutter under my breath pacing back and forth.
I'm so fed up right now. I feel stupid for even touching Chase. I knew he was tossed around but I didn't realize they were beating him and I had only made his life more miserable when I picked on him. And now of all the times I decide to fuck him. I tore him from the inside out without knowing he was physically hurt. The damn lighting in the bathroom didn't help because I couldn't see any of them. How I wish I could take it all back.
"Adam?"
I sigh but I don't turn around.
"Please Adam, don't be mad," Chase begs in a small voice.
"You lied to me," I grit.
"No…I just didn't tell you," he replies nonchalantly.
"Chase there's no difference when it's concerning your well-being. I finally got the chance to confess to you. We ended up having sex and I didn't even consider that you were badly hurt," I mutter.
I feel Chase as he shuffles towards me. I don't move. Not even when his arms wrap around me from behind.
"Adam we made love…it wasn't just fucking and sex…I love you," Chase whispers sincerely.
"Why would you love an idiot, inconsiderate, dumbo like me?" I ask.
All of these traits are true. I'm not smart, I'm not considerate and I'm a big dumb idiot.
"Then you're blind," he sighs again.
"What?" my head tilts to the side.
"You're smart when you want to be, you're very protective, and you're very kind and sweet," He replies softly.
"Chase-"
"There's more," he says.
I can feel the smile on his lips.
I finally turn around only to be greeted by a pair of longing warm lips against mine. He's on his tip-toes and it's endearing.
"I love you Adam Davenport," Chase smiles lovingly.
"I-I love you too Chase…I'm sorry. I'll definitely be more careful next time," I promise.
I pull him on to my lap as I sit down on the ground and stroke his light brown hair. He closes his hazel eyes with a smile on his face. I place my hand under his shirt and he shudders.
"Does it hurt?" I ask carefully.
"No…just leaves a hot tingly feeling," he whispers.
I kiss his cheek and move to his neck. I suck a bit to make a hickey.
"You're mine," I growl seductively.
"Mm not now Adam," he moans.
"Come on round two," I grin.
"Careful remember," he chides.
"Always," I reply.
I pick him up and walk back inside the house. I haven't forgotten those jerks that hurt him and they'll pay. All in due time that's for sure.