A/N: The image above does not belong to me. It belongs to the person who uploaded it on the internet.

Tul's POV

I tried to wipe away his tears with my thumbs as fast as I could but the tears just kept coming. I could not wipe them away fast enough.

In frustration and in my intense desire to will him to stop crying, and without stopping to think, I pressed my lips first on one eye and then the other, making him instinctively close his eyes.

When I realized what I had done, I lifted my face from him, and stared at him wide eyed, feeling utterly mortified.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sor... " I started to say when suddenly he grabbed my face with both his hands and kissed me full on the lips.

I could not react immediately. Then slowly, I came to feel the softness of his lips on mine, the way he moved them so gently, his warm moist tongue just very slightly touching my lower lip, making me moan a little bit before I started to give him back kiss for kiss.

Suddenly, he was no longer gentle.

His hold on me tightened. I could feel the urgency of his kiss.

I tried to match his passion but I could feel him overpowering me.

I felt him grab the hair on the top of my head as he suddenly positioned me under him, his mouth never leaving mine as he continued to suck the very life out of me.

He stopped kissing me just long enough to quickly remove the top of his pajamas and fling it away from him, and I thought what the hell, was he trying to flaunt his six abs?

I quickly removed mine and before he could react I shifted him to make him lie under me. I straddled him before I placed my mouth on his, forcing my tongue into his fully receptive mouth, our tongues playing wildly with each other.

I felt his hands grab my lower back, pressing me forcefully into his lower body to make me feel the hardness that poked fiercely against one side of my hips.

Then suddenly, without my realizing it right away, I was lying underneath him once more.

No, I wasn't going to let him dominate me.

I quickly shifted him once more so that he was underneath me.

Unfortunately, our constant shifting of positions had made us go too close to the side of the bed and before we knew it, we both fell to the floor.

I heard a sickening thud.

Max's head, the side that had the stitches, hit the sharp edge of his dresser.

I screamed in horror when I saw bright red blood oozing through the immaculate white bandage that had been taped to the side of his head.

"Ohgahd jeezuz!" I screamed as I half carried half dragged an unconscious Max out of the house and into my car.

I sped down the motorway like a mad man, narrowly missing other speeding cars as I wove in and out of lanes, earning angry honks and expletives from other motorists.

Finally I reached the hospital and rushed him to the emergency room.

"He was just here last night!" the ER nurse exclaimed as she surveyed Max and me, her eyes widening when she realized that Max and I were both half naked.

"How did this happen???" she asked.

There was no way in heaven or hell that I was going to tell her exactly how it all happened.