A Bitter Coincidence

Chapter 9.

Chapter 9.

(Sam’s P.O.V.)

“Nothing grosses me out about you. I like you and your scars.” I kissed Skylar again and I made love to her mouth, showing her through actions how much her words meant to me. Slow, careful and one of the best kisses I’ve ever shared. Of course my Sky wouldn’t judge what I looked like, she never showed a disgust what she felt or when she saw them, in fact she always touched my hand and neck. I stopped and stared down at her, my Sky, mine. I felt possessive and out of control that this sexy, innocent and funny woman was mine. How no one has snatched her up, I have no idea but now I wasn’t ever letting her go and that was scary s**t. She was mine.

“You’re staring Sam.” She whispered.

“I know, I just want to look at you. You’re so beautiful right here, underneath me.” She blushed and broke eye contact, nervously looking around.

“Thank you, I’m pretty sure my hair is a birds nest and my double chin is bigger than ever.” She giggled nervously as I kissed her on the lips.

“Your hair is a mess because I loved running my fingers through it. And you don’t have a double chin, but if you did, I’d kiss that too.” Her breath hitched as she stared up at me. Neither of us saying anything more. I felt her hands move to the bottom of shirt and slowly making their way up my back, skin on skin. I closed my eyes, revelling at the sparks that followed. Her fingers glided over the bubbles of my burned skin, she was feeling the bumps and creases, her touch feather light.

“You’re soft here. Does it hurt?”

“No. Not anymore.”

“Can- can I see?”

I gulped and looked her, noticing nothing but genuine compassion in her eyes, her fingers still running over my skin. “No one has ever seen them Sky, they’re not great to look at.” She continued to look at me, waiting for my definite answer, knowing she wasn’t going to push, made me fall for her even more. After a few seconds more, I leaned back and stood up from the couch, still keeping eye contact with Sky, I whipped my t-shirt off, finally closing my eyes, too scared to look at her reaction. It was so silent you could her the hum of traffic outside, a slight whistle of the wind hitting my window. I heard her move and the next second I felt her fingers back on my left arm. I committed my burn marks to memory, every dent, bubble and crease. The range of angry red skin to pink and purple stretching across my chest and back. It faded into my left neck and hair, if you looked closer you could see where some hair still hadn’t grown back, hence why I kept it long, covering as much as possible.

I stood stock still, afraid that the slightest movement would scare Sky, breathing through my nose, taking some comfort in the fact she was still touching me. She moved to my back, trailing her finger along, sometimes adding more fingers and her other palm. The burn mark is more on my top half, only a few scars on my legs and backside. How my face wasn’t scarred I have no idea. Having my eyes closed still, I startled and snapped my eyes open at the sensation of Sky’s lips on my shoulder blade, she was pecking her way over the left side of my back, trailing kisses across my arm and brought them to the front of me. The softness of her lips felt amazing against my charred skin, she was so gentle, always aware never to apply too much pressure. Making sure she covered areas that haven’t ever been kissed before let alone touched by another human besides the doctors. She came on her tip toes and kissed my neck for the final time, bringing both her arms around my neck causing me to wrap my arms around her, forever noticing how well we fit together. We locked eyes and I was shocked to see tears in hers, causing them to change to a dark blue colour.

“You’re beautiful Sam. Why anyone felt disgusted by your scars is crazy to me. But I hate the fact that they couldn’t take their arses out of their head to realise you went through so much pain and suffering. I’m sorry this happened to you.” She was still whispering, like she was unsure of what she was saying. I kissed her on the tip of her nose, her forehead, cheeks, chin and finally her lips. She kissed me back with as much tenderness in that moment, more than any other we’ve shared. My heart bursting with such feeling.

“Don’t feel sorry for me sweetheart. It was my fault the accident happened.”

“What do you mean? Can you tell me what happened?”

Fuck, I didn’t want to get into this now. If she didn’t consider me a monster after seeing my scars, she definitely would after my story. “I don’t want to talk about it.” Dropping my arms and stepping back from her, the heat of the moment sizzling out quickly. She looked sad, standing there, limbs hanging beside her.

“Sam, it could be helpful for you to talk to me. Please I’d like to know.”

“NO YOU WOULDN’T! If you knew what happened… how I… God. Wasn’t it enough for you see my scars.” I spun around and picked up my shirt from the floor, pulling it over me like a shield. “You’ll walk out this door and you’ll never want to see me again”

She crossed her arms over her, an angry expression on her face. “Don’t shout at me. That’s very presumptuous of you to think that, considering what we just shared. I’m not going to walk away Sam. Tell me what happened, find out for yourself.”

“No.”

“Yes. Does anyone else know?”

“Yeah, of course they do. It’s just complicated.” I started walking away from her and felt my right arm being yanked back. “No.” I said before she could say anything.

“Yes. Tell me.”

“No.”

“What happened ten years ago Sam? How did it happen?” She whispered to me.

“I don’t want to talk about it now.”

“I think it could-.”

“I KILLED MY DAD! I’M THE REASON HE’S DEAD. IS THAT WHAT YOU WANTED TO HEAR?!” I shouted out.