Pain
Chapter 15 of 17
TheDeepEndWhen I opened my eyes again, I saw Nixon in the chair across from me, his chin resting on the palm of his hand, eyes closed. He made some sort of noise, something resembling pain. I felt something tug at my insides.
Faint light filled the room to tell me it was morning. I suddenly thought of the previous night and shook my head, trying to force away the tears that I knew were coming. My vision blurred as I wiped my eyes.
“Nixon, wake up,” I said. When he didn’t move, I got off the couch and went over to him. I smirked and bent over to brush my lips against his.
“There’s a better way to wake me up,” he mumbled, opening his eyes. He yawned and ran his hands through his hair, staring at me. “You’ve been crying,” he said, touching my face. His hands were warm against my skin.
“I haven’t,” I said, and then I frowned. “Do you need to use the shower?”
He stood, stretched, and shook his head. “No, but you might want to. You smell awful.”
I glared at him.
“I’m not being funny,” he said as he entered the kitchen and opened the fridge. He took a cup from the cupboard and poured some orange juice. He held out the carton to me then smirked.
“Dick,” I muttered and walked up the stairs to the bathroom.
When I shut the door and turned on the water, I went to the sink. I looked up into the mirror and my reflection stared back at me. My eyes looked tired, the skin underneath shadowy, and my hair was messy, tousled, and unclean. I frowned at myself.
I undressed and stepped into the shower, the water soon becoming a source of comfort as its warmth slid down my body. I didn’t move, didn’t touch anything around me. I just stayed frozen, staring at the wall. The heat from the water made me moan as it worked to undo the knots in my back. When the water had begun to feel like hands, however, I turned my head.
And screamed.
With his hair wet and a childish grin on his face, a half-naked Nixon grinned at me. I blinked at him a few times, my eyes sliding to his chest. I shook my head, feeling my cheeks heat up.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I shrieked. “Get out!”
Something flickered across his face and he smirked at me. When he gripped my chin in his fingers and lowered his mouth to mine, all thought to get him out of the shower fell apart. My fingers tangled in his wet hair and yanked, my body aching to be close to his, clothed or not.
His hands slid across my back, nails brushing the sensitive part so I twitched in his arms. When his fingers slid to my hips, my brain blamed the water, the heat getting to both of us. He bit my lower lip and pulled back to look at me.
“You can hit me now,” he said, stepping back to give me room. I watched his eyes roam my body.
“Just get me a towel,” I said.
“Cold?” he asked, smirking arrogantly.
I blushed, and when he turned off the water and handed me the towel, I snatched it and wrapped it around myself.
“I can’t believe you!” I snapped as I got out. “You’re lucky I didn’t scream so loud that the neighbors thought I was being attacked. Asshole.”
As I ran a hand through my hair and held the towel securely with the other, Nixon came behind me. He placed his lips against my neck, and I shivered again.
“I’m sorry,” he said softly. “I thought maybe I’d be able to help you ease some of your stress and pain.”
“By coming into my shower when I’m―”
“Pretty much,” he said, shrugging. “But I cleared your mind, didn’t I?” He smiled and wrapped his arms around my middle, squeezing the fluffy, warm towel into my stomach.
“You’re going to be in a shit load of trouble when my mom―” I stopped and closed my mouth, my eyes widening. Then I burst into tears and turned around, slamming right into his chest.
“It’s okay,” he said, kissing the top of my head. He held me at arm’s length and looked into my face. “Get dressed. I promise I won’t look.”
I nodded, sniffled, and went into my room. After I dressed in a pair of low jeans and a black tank top, I curled up on my bed, pulling the covers over my head. Everything from last night came back and my stomach twisted unpleasantly. It continued to do so until I stuck my head over the side of the mattress and vomited onto the floor.
“Case, you okay?” I heard the knock faintly but didn’t respond. The door creaked open and I heard his footsteps. “Oh,” was all he said when he was close to the bed. “Hang on; I’ll get something to clean this up."
When he shut the door, I wept.
I couldn’t do this and that only meant one thing.
This was the end.
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Anonymous
Nice. This is really getting interesting...
WRITE FASTER! Tiny snippets do not satify me!
Throw us a couple-a-thousand words!!
Author's Response: I have a lot more chapters done, it's just waiting for them to be submitted here that makes the wait longer.
Give me your email and I'll send the rest to you.
Anonymous
Interesting...
Casey is really handling this pretty good, which is surprising. But there is that hint that she has been 'prepared' for her coming-out party.
If only I could have played with my Mom's mind whenever I came home late, or brought a female friend home!
I sense some training coming on also!
Good work!
Author's Response: She does overreact a lot though. I would if this situation was presented. I don't think I would believe anything I was being told.
I hope you like the next few chapters. I'm introducing a new character soon :)
Anonymous
Beautiful.
This is going very well, and I'm really looking forward to the next chapter!
Great work!
Author's Response: Thanks very much.
I'm trying to not make this story too obvious, but it's already unraveling that way.
Anonymous
Nice.
Not cheap, uninteresting drabble, but a very emotionally deep, and realistic meeting of the minds by Nixon and Casey.
I like where this is going, and I'm glad it isn't obvious.
Good work!
Anonymous
Another good chapter!
One of my favorite lines:
“Don’t worry, I won’t ask for any weird sexual favors in return.”
Wasn't expecting that from Nixon. Actually, this story is starting to feel familiar...
Have you ever read a manga called 'Tag'?
Really intersted in what a 'Sweeper' is. Are you preparing to go down a supernatural sort of road?
Author's Response: I am going to go down that road :) Like it wasn't obvious.
No, I haven't. I've actually never heard of it. What is it about?
EdgeOfDark's response: Tag is about a girl who becomes best friends with mysterious girl, who makes her a target for humiliation, rape, and possible death. All of this revolves around cell phones, and the victims doing whatever the text tells them to do... otherwise they get killed.
One of the best I've ever read!
Author's Response: That sounds cool, aside from the rape part. Kind of reminds me of One Missed Call, only they get voicemails, they heard their voice, then they died.
It's weird. It's an Asian movie so yeah, lol
EdgeOfDark's response: Hey, how many more chapters do you have to go?
Author's Response: I don't know. I'm still hoping to not get Writer's Block like I have with other stories. Why do you ask? :D
EdgeOfDark's response: Very curious!
My stories are all outlined, and I know how many chapters there are, and how long they usually going to be. Yours feels 1/3 of the way done!
Author's Response: I just have to figure out things. I mean, I have the main plot, but I need more of a character development for some.
EdgeOfDark's response: Ah! So most of your work is tied up in character development! You do that very well by the way.
Have you peeked at one of mine?
Author's Response: Not yet. I'm sorry.
The next chapter will be up soon, and then you'll be all caught up :)
EdgeOfDark's response: *waits impatiently!* 
Anonymous
Okay, this is getting good, and you know, I'm hooked. I have a bad feeling Casey is in for trouble with this Nixon kid.
What are snake-bites?
Author's Response: Nixon's the good guy :)
Snake-bites: Two piercings just under the bottom lip: one on the left side and one on the right. They can be studs or rings, or even a combination of both.
Anonymous
Uh oh. This is not looking good.
At least she knows what kind of person Jade really is. Sucks how she found out however.
Great chapter! Where's the rest? ^_^
Author's Response: I should just get your email and send you the rest, considering you're the only one whose reading this story, haha.
EdgeOfDark's response:
Boy do I know THAT feeling!!
My jaw really hit the floor when one of my fics turned up as a 'Featured Fic' on TPP.
Originals hardly get the time they deserve anywhere, especially good ones like this. You're a pretty competent writer too, and I hope you keep at it.
I think Original Authors should really support each other. That being said, I'd really like to know what you think about some of my work too!
Author's Response: Oh, I've never had the thrill of knowing my stories were featured for anything.
There's only a few sites I'm apart of, like Mibba, which is a relatively good site as far as reviews and things go. You should try it out.
Anonymous
Wow. Very well done. I could see this so clearly in my mind's eye. You built the scene masterfully, and I found myself wanting more of this tale!
Excellent work!
Author's Response: :DD Thank you so much.
Anonymous
Oh no! Not another Mindwar: Marooned on Earth type of story!
Awww, gee. I was really hoping for something new and different.
That said, it was still writen well, and easy to read... and I liked it.
Author's Response: Casey's not an alien, if that's what you're getting at, lol. That would be too predictable.
EdgeOfDark's response: So what we've got here is a special sub-strain of Humans who play puppeteer with the Normals?
Author's Response: Somewhat. I don't want to give things away.
Finish it! I really like this and want to know where you go with it.
I like how the ticking clock upset her. That has come up in a lot of my stories and it was the basis of my first song. Very good writing!
“What?” I hissed, as I read the answer. “What the hell are you talking about?” I said to him, my voice a little louder than I intended.
Everyone turned in their seats to look at me.
“Miss Sullivan—”
Fuck.
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That was hilarious. Makes me think of things I have written!
Anonymous
Wow.
One wants to get close to these characters but...
Poor Casey really doesn't give much thought to her future or much else it seems. Is Nixon going to be just as irreverent and aimless?
Author's Response: Nixon's probably the most important character, other than Casey, in this story.
EdgeOfDark's response: LOL!
No! Not irrelevant! irreverent!
Is Nixon going to be just as irreverent and aimless as Casey?
Author's Response: Oh, wow, lol, sorry.
He might be. I don't really have much of him thought of yet.
Anonymous
Very good: I like how Casey is tentatively sharing her thoughts and feelings with the reader. That’s something you do very well with your characters.
It’s a shame that she and her mother don’t have a better relationship. What heartache. They could really help one another if they both weren’t so emotionally selfish.
Nice chapter!
Author's Response: Things are just going to go downhill from here anyway, and Casey knows her mom wouldn't believe anything that's going to happen, so she kind of has no one to depend on.
Thank you for the review. The next chapter should be up soon.
Anonymous
Nice!
I like where you're going with this, and it feels totally authentic. Very good job of describing the environment and characters. It's getting interesting!
Author's Response: Thanks very much :)
Anonymous
Hmmm...
That is one crude, intolerant ("Who likes to sit in a small ass seat with some fat kid?"), smelly, lazy slob of a kid.
He seems like one of those people with two definitive sides; not Good or Evil, just Evil and Indifferent.
Needs a serious foot in the ass.
I can hardly wait to see him get torn to bits... He is going to get torn to bits, right?
Author's Response: Well, since the main character is a girl (I guess I should have specified and the name throws people off), I'd hope she's not tore to bits. But someone else gets torn, and they deserve it.
EdgeOfDark's response: Ah... So someone is responsible for the tourturous birth of Evil Casey and Indifferent Casey. Going to be interested in seeing what kind of Monster that is.
Author's Response: Oh, she's not really that bad. Just dislikes most people and is a bitch in the morning. There's far worse than her in this story :)