The Wounds We Heal

Getting to Know One Another

I woke up slowly feeling the throbbing of my head before the pain crawled into the rest of my body. How much did we drink last night? I was suddenly startled by a soft snore from below me. My head was rested against someone's hard chest and our legs were intimately tangled together. A warmth was radiating from below me as I found my arm draped comfortably over their smooth yet hard stomach. Suddenly the memory of William babysitting me came flooding in. Great, I thought caustically. I lifted my head to look at his sleeping form. He was kind of cute with his tousled blonde hair and his long eyelashes that dusted his gold-tinged cheeks. His mouth hung slightly open and his arm was wrapped around my shoulder with his hand rested on my waist. His skin was surprisingly soft under my touch as he still never managed to find a shirt after my grand entrance. I could feel my face heat up at the thought of what a mess I was last night. Deciding that I had enough of William, I softly pinched his nose closed. "William wake up."

He slapped my hand away. "Go back to sleep princess." With that, he grabbed my waist and pulled me in closer snuggling into my neck. Grimacing, I pushed on his chest to gain some distance.

"Gross William! You smell," I yelled out all while pushing against his chest trying to create more distance.

He let out a laugh and released me. "You're just saying that so you don't fall in love with me." I rolled my eyes in protest. He opened his for the first time that morning and I was caught off guard by his gaze. He reached up to tuck a piece of hair behind my ear and his hand lingered gently on my cheek. "Nice to see you didn't die last night." His eyes seemed to be searching for something in mine. A faint wisp of concern laced deeply into the deep blue springs of his irises. Annoyance bubbled under my skin like a feral beast trying to free from a cage.

"William." His eyebrows raised as if encouraging me to go on. His hand reached up to push the once again loose hair around my face back to be tucked behind my ears. "Get the f**k out of my room."

He laughed lightly as he untangled himself from me to rise. I flopped back covering my eyes with my arm suddenly reminded of the splitting migraine nesting in my sinus cavity. I heard him shuffle around for a bit till he paused.

"Do you need anything princess?" Not having the energy to say anything I gave him the bird hoping he got the gist. With that, I heard him laugh once more as my bedroom door shut behind him. Just as I thought I was going to get some peace my door opened.

"William I told you to f**k off!" I yelled angrily.

"Oh. Wow. Sorry. Wrong room." An unfamiliar male voice stated awkwardly at the threshold of my room. I took my arm from over my eyes and lifted my head to investigate to whom the voice belonged. In my doorway stood a dirty blonde hair boy with electric blue eyes and a strong muscular build. All though he looked almost identical to William, he was smaller in stature.

"Who the f**k are you?" I could feel myself getting annoyed. He smiled awkwardly at me his hand coming up to rub the back of his neck the same way William does when he is nervous. A redness crept up his neck and over his cheeks as he began to blush. Why the f**k was he blushing. I looked down at my body realizing I was only in Williams shirt and panties. Anger rolled through my body and the ferocity ripped its way through my brain.

"Um, I'm Sean. Williams brother," He stated sheepishly. He held his hand out for me to shake it. I looked at it then back up to him my face full of annoyance.

With my teeth gritted together and a low voice, I dared to speak despite the overwhelming urge to scream. "Okay, Sean. If you excuse me, I have to murder your brother." I got up with a huff and blew past him. "William!" My voice bellowed out reverberating off of the walls of the hallway. I pushed his bedroom door open rather gruffly but he wasn't in there. That's when I heard the shower running. I stalked towards the bathroom door, murder on my mind. I opened it gently this time not to give myself away and closed it behind me before subtly twisting the lock. Once I was sealed in the bathroom with him, rather, he was locked in there with me, I stalked past the toilet and sink over to the shower curtain. I ripped the shower curtain back with a hard scowl settled deep into my expression. I hoped that he would incinerate under the harsh glare of my eyes.

"Jesus. f**k Missy you have to stop doing that!" He was standing there back to me looking like he was about s**t his pants. He gulped when he realized my expression. I stepped into the shower with him still in the t-shirt and my panties. He was looking at me weird now unsure of what was happening. "We have to stop meeting like this Missy." He said before turning around. The cool smirk was quickly wiped from his face as he gave me a quizzical look before replacing it with one of stoicism. What are you doing?" His voice sounded confident but the hint of fear lingered underneath. I reached past his head our bodies grazing for a second when I did and his eyes went wide. I felt his member twitch against the smooth bare skin of my thigh. His hands instinctively went up to grip my hips and his fingers dug in a little as I stretched further up and past him, I could feel his chest pressed against my erect n*****s through my soaked t-shirt. but now was not the time for s****l tension. Now was the time for murder. I grabbed ahold of the showerhead and turned it on the hardest setting before dislodging it from its holster on the shower wall. I brought it back down to me before turning it directly into his face. He jumped back and sputtered as the water entered his airways and I turned the showerhead to face the bottom of the tub. "Jesus f*****g Christ missy! Why?!" He was looking at me startled with a hint of anger.

I gave him absolute daggers. "Why am I n***d William?"

He stood up straighter coming closer to me. He towered over me as he glared down at me. "You f*****g asked me to. Do you not remember?" He was seething. Good.

"You're telling me that you were entirely comfortable taking orders from an overly inebriated me? Because I asked you to f**k me when I was drunk?" I had crossed my arms over my chest the water still spraying violently from the showerhead. William looked shocked for a second before a cool smirk settled on his lips. He reached back to turn the shower off his eyes never leaving me. His eyes settled on my toes and trailed slowly up my body pausing briefly at my panties where his smirk seemed to grow before traveling up again. His eyes paused once more at my chest where my n*****s were poking through the thin cotton of his t-shirt that now hung tightly to my drenched body. I shudder suddenly reminded of how n***d we both are. His eyes found mine and there was something about his eyes that I couldn't look away from and was too afraid to blink. He leaned in so our faces were inches apart. Our noses brushed and his forehead leaned against mine. Usually, I would push him away but this time I was captured in his aura almost frozen in his gaze. My breathing turned shallow as his eyes flicked to my lips.

"It's nice to know that drunk you wants me to f**k you." He whispered with a cocky smirk.

"f**k you, William." It was meant to be a warning but it barely escaped my lips in a breathy whisper. He leaned in a little closer so his lips were brushing mine as he spoke.

"Gladly." He growled out. Suddenly there was a knock on the bathroom door.

"William can you f**k your girlfriend later we have to go!" Sean yelled through the door. William pulled away from me and grabbed the towel hanging on the towel rack next to the shower. Again his eyes never left mine. He stepped out wrappings the towel around his waist but not before I got a good glimpse of his firm posterior. His smirk found his lips again before he spoke.

"We didn't have s*x last night Missy. You were whining about how heavy your clothes were and were too drunk to change. You asked me for help so I undressed you. I was going to leave you in your underwear but you didn't have any on so I gave you my shirt and put some panties on you." I blushed furiously embarrassed that he had seen me n***d.

"Great," I growled out.

"And for the record, I don't need to get you inebriated to get you to f**k me." With that, he walked out leaving me sopping wet in the shower wondering what the f**k just happened. I sighed and peeled the drenched shirt up and over my head before turning the shower back on. I took my time to wash carefully to shave every inch of my body clean while the conditioner soaked in my hair. When I was finished, I scrubbed my body with an exfoliating sugar scrub to evade razor burn. After I had finished and rinsed the conditioner from my hair, I turned the water off and wrapped a towel around my body. I left the bathroom to find the apartment quiet. Happy with the peace and the space of William not being around, I dropped the towel as I gathered a duffle bag. I put my work clothes, spray-on deodorant, sneakers, socks, wallet, phone, and phone charger in a bag. I quickly threw on a b*a and panties along with joggers and a t-shirt. I made my way out of my room and to the front door to find my sunglasses and keys. Looking in the bowl on the entryway table, I was a little embarrassed to see the metal flask laying amongst the items. Sheepishly I made my way to the kitchen with it in hand to refill it. I looked around to make sure the coast was clear before opening the cabinet under the sink and reaching back behind the cleaning supplies to find the false back of the cabinet. I slid it over revealing a stash of alcohol bottles. Deciding to be a bit nicer to myself this time, I chose to fill it with serpents bite knowing the apple-flavored whiskey would be a little easier on me rather than the Vodka from last night. After filling the flask to the brim, I closed it before bending down to stash the alcohol and replacing the false backing. I stood up pushing the flask to the bottom of my work bag making my way to the doorway of the kitchen. I paused to turn off the light where the glint from the dry erase board that Alexis and I kept to write little notes to each other. I reached over grabbing the magnetic pen before writing a note that read "At work. don't wait up." With that, I left the apartment careful to lock the door.

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After finishing up the shoot, I made my way back to the changing room. It was on days like this that I was glad I brought a change of street clothes. I need a drink to slow the pounding of my brain against my skull. I pulled the black skinny jeans up my legs before slipping the red bralette over my head and settling it snugly over my breast. The best thing about being a model is having a team of professionals to do your hair and make-up so that even in simple street clothes, I looked amazing. I pulled my Vans up and over my feet before grabbing my bag and car keys and making my way out of the building and to the car park. I pressed the unlock button on my key fob where I heard the hello chirp of my red Nissan 350 Z before pressing the remote start where it purred to life. I swiftly got into my car where I placed my bag in the back seat, turned on some music, and made my way out of the car park and to the nearest bar. It was at least 7:30 in the afternoon but after this morning's events, I was more than willing to pregame the night. I pulled up to a stoplight when I heard my phone ding loudly. I dug it out of my back pocket glancing at the screen briefly before feeling my heart hit my asshole. It was my sister Lena.

"Hello, little sister. Give me a call." It read with a huff. I didnt want to talk to Lena right now. Suddenly my phone began ringing. Her caller ID displayed promptly on the screen of my phone. I declined the call and returned my eyes to the road as the light turned green. My phone began ringing once more before I reached over and put it on silent. It buzzed lightly in the seat next to me as she continued to try calling me. Trying to ignore the noise of her insistent calling, I made my way further into the city before arriving at one of my favorite outside bars. I threw my car into park after finding a good enough space before grabbing my phone and wallet and making my way out of the car. I stole a glance at the screen seeing I had 10 missed calls from Leana but what caught my attention most was the last text message from her displayed proudly at the top of my screen. "Your read receipts are on jack ass." I rolled my eyes and stuffed my phone back into my pocket before making my way into the bar further ignoring my older sister. I was at least 4 rum and cokes in before a man sat on the stool next to me. I looked up at him from under my lashes with the glass pressed up against my lips as I drew a long sip from it. He smiled at me with feigned seduction.

Are you here alone? He spoke lowly while resting his arm against the bar. He was quite attractive with his dark hair quipped short on his head and his emerald green eyes sat perfectly in the angular features of his face. He wore a nice black button-down with the top two buttons undone and black dress pants with nice brown dress shoes. On his neck, a gold chain glinted against the dim backlights of the bar. I could smell the faint hint of his Dolce & Gabbana cologne. He smelled of money.

I smiled seductively drinking him in slowly with my eyes. "That depends, are you buying?" My hand came up to toy with the small diamond necklace hanging elegantly around my neck. His eyes flicked to where my hand rested on the little dip between my collar bones catching a glimpse of the bare cleavage peeking out from behind my bralette. His gaze there only held for a fraction of a second before his cool green eyes settle back on mine. They held a dangerously intoxicating amount of mischief swirling behind a smokey hint of desire.

"What are you drinking?" He asks me, his voice laced with desire as a seductive smirk danced delicately over his plump lips. I hold my cup out to him smiling with my form of seduction.

"taste," I stated simply. Suggestions played heavily in my eyes like a dense fog. Without taking his eyes off of me, he brought the cup up to his lips slowly before allowing the liquid to pass through his lips and onto his tongue. He lowered it back onto the bar softly laying it down on the coaster like a throne of invitation. As the bartender went to slip by us, he softly and slowly lifted a hand to gain her attention. Without breaking eye contact, he spoke.

"Two rum and coke please." I smiled at him pleased with his reaction. Suddenly, mischief took over and I watched his gaze turn quizzical at the shift in my aura.

A sly grin found its way onto my lips as I reached my hand into my bralette. I watched his eyes widen at my action before confusion and amusement settled in as he watched me pull a small baggie out from my cleavage. I held it up so he could see the two tablets resting inside. "Have you ever done Molly?"