Red Lips, Finger Tips.

chapter 8

The guys helped me clean the bar after the gig, after of course MCR told them they had won and to see them
on tour in 2 weeks. Everyones spirit was high, or they were just high, most likely. I felt sick with guilt, like I'd
done something wrong when evidence proves I haven't, hasn't it?
We were walking home because all the money we had, we needed for tour.
"What time is it?" Ronnie slured.
"2.30am" I sighed.
"I was going to say party at hours but I think Katie's tired' he shouted.
"It's fine, party at ours' Robert and Monte shouted.
"But we'll keep the noise down, for Katie" monte whispred.
"I'll invite our guests now" Robert laughed pulling his phone out as we reached our appartment building.
I opened the doors and walked straight into Ronnie and Max's appartment I'll never say it's mine, I stripped as
I walked in the door and went to have a long hot shower before bed.
I threw my clothes across the living area getting angry at myself, for over thinking things as usual. I walked into
the bathroom in only my bra and panties and grabbed a clean towel from the cupboard then placed it on the
towel rail. I tuned the shower on, took my underwear off then stepped into the hot running water. I slid down
the wall and wrapped my arms around my legs tucking myself into a ball and cried.

Two years ago:
"Katie, get your ass here!" he shouted.
I ran to him, to see him sat on my bedroom floor with two bags of mine that I'd filled with clothes and other
necessities.
"What are these, huh? Planning on running away?" he screamed.
My mouth moved but no words could come out.
"Answer me" he said standing up and lunging towards me.
I looked into his colourless eyes but still no words came out.
"I said answer me" he shouted again grabbing my face my face.
"Yeah"
"What? I can't hear you" he shouted shaking my head from side to side.
"Yes" I screamed.
"Well go, I give you 2 nights and you'll be back here with me and you're worthless drugie mother" he said pushing
me to the floor and throwing the bags at me. "She won't even notice you've gone" he laughed leaving me on my
bedroom floor. I grabbed the bags and stole money from the draw in the kitchen and ran out into the cold night air.
At the bus station I bought the cheapest tickets anywhere I could get but my ultamite goal was to get to LA I don't
care how long it'd take me. The bus didn't leave until the next day so I tucked my knees up to my chest, curled up
into a ball and cried on the floor.

The bathroom door opened. I saw someone pick the towel up and turn the shower off, I waited for the steam
to drift away and saw Max looking away from me but moving forward to wrap the towel around me. He
bent down, wrapped the towel around me as best as he could and lifted me up into his arms.
"Max.." I croaked waking up, lifting my head.
"Shhhh, princess" he whispered carrying me into my room, I sobbed into him when he called me that again.
He sat me down on the bed walked out of the room only to bring me another one of his t-shirts for me to wear for bed,
I slowly put it on.
"Stand up" he sopke softly.
I stood up the towel fell down but so did the t-shirt so everthing was covered, Max half smiled at me and began
to leave.
"No Max, stay" I awkwardly spoke looking at the floor.
He closed the door and took his leather jacket off and hung it on the side of the bed, then stripped to his
boxsers. He got into my bed, I crawled in next to him resting my head on his chest and pulling the cover over us.
"You smell" I giggled.
"Well someone fell asleep in the shower" he chuckled making my head bounce loudly.
"Sorry" I yawned.
"No need to be, just sleep" he yawned back putting his arm around me.
I could hear his heart beat getting faster but it soon slowed down again when he began to snore lightly.

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We woke up in an awkward position, I had one leg over his crotch, he had one leg through the middle of mine,
my head had fell off his chest but I had my hand on his stomach while his arm was still wrapped around me with his hand
holding on to my boob.
"Um, yeah" I sais waking him up.
"Katie, I know you've got no panties on so unless you want me to make this more awkward I'd move away from me" he
chuckled in a low rough morning voice.
"Oh" I said rushing out of whatever postition we were in.
"Too late" he groaned in the same sexy moring voice with a smirk."Soooo"
I shrugged.
"You were sober last night.."
"Oh nothing happened I just..'
"Didn't want to be alone, I know. I meant, well look in the mirror" he said pointing to the mirror on the wall across from us.
I looked and saw black make-up streaked down my face, I looked like a member of Kiss.
I shrugged again looking back at him.
"Why won't you talk to me? All we do is argure" he growled.
"Don't do that" I shighed.
"What?" he said with the sam growl.
"That"
He raised his eyebrow and smirked again realising I found it attractive when he growled.
"Okay we argue and we flirt but we can't go on like that forever even I know that, so just let me be your friend! What
were you thinking about?" he said in a normal voice.
"Just stuff" I sighed.
"I got that much" he rolled his eyes.
"I-I-I-' I stuttered looking at the bed sheet.
"Don't trust me enough, don't like me enough, I'm just not good enough, am I?" he said getting angry and storming
out of the room, slamming the door.
"I-I-I'm an abuse victim that ran away 2 years ago, from her mothers boyfriend because she wanted a better life, a happy
life and I don't think she'll ever get one because she dosen't deserve one' I screamed putting leggings on and running out of
the appartment.
I ran to the park where I had slept in before, I found the bench what I'd used as a bed countless times before and layed down.
Weridly I felt at home and at peace here, I never wanted to move.