(Art at the top belongs to Matt aka boyf-_-riends , Go check out his art book, I want more art M- .-.)

~~~Liam's POV~~~

'S-Stop... Why are you hurting me...?!'

I gripped my head tightly feeling her hitting me harshly. I couldn't stop her.. nobody could. I felt a sharp pain in my head where she had just hit me hard. I felt the tears welling up in my eyes.. crying out in pain would do nothing..

I groaned out in pain. I felt like absolute shit. I tightly gripped my head. It hurt... so much. What happened.

I shivered a bit as I reached out to pull down my sleeves. But...

I realized I didn't have long sleeves on. Actually.. I didn't have a shirt..

I felt myself start to scream before I stabbed my fingernails into my palms. Why... didn't I..

I had to find out what happened, my head was aching, my body felt weak and sore, and not to mention I am shirtless in a random... bed..

I turned around and almost felt myself scream again. R-Ryan was in the bed beside me..

I started to put the pieces together... Ryan was also... shirtless...

Did I..?

Did he...?

Did we...?

I quickly lay down in bed and buried my red face in the pillow. I hate myself. I don't know what happened yesterday... and God knows I don't want to find out..

Well I wanted to kinda find out... but what if I did...

What if I tried... and was successful in doing it...

I felt two arms wrap around my torso and actually felt myself stop breathing.

"stop stealing the blankets, dammit" I heard his voice mumble out.

I couldn't even speak to save myself.

"I know you're awake, love.." he mumbled gently pulling away from the hug he was giving me.

"Don't pretend that you're asleep, Love.." I heard him as he gently shook my shoulder. If it was possible to bury my face deeper in the pillow.

I heard him sigh in annoyance

"... Should I find a way to wake you up~?..."

I felt the red rising in my face before I sat up. "W-What...?"

"I knew that would wake you up" Ryan said drying looking at me. I turned away from him, I didn't want to look at him. I don't want to have to look at the guy who I basically... did it with.

"Kid, will you look at me?" He asked as I felt his hand on my shoulder.

"Let us get a shirt on, then we can talk." I hissed out, probably sounding a bit more angrier than flustered.

"Hey, don't get short with me! Your the one who got drunk and tried to sleep with me..!" Ryan shot out

I felt everything inside me crumble up inside. I fell back down onto the bed.

"W-What happened last night.." 

"... I took you to the bar... you got so drunk... I took you home... and you tried to sleep with me-.." Ryan said with a shrug before grabbing his shirt and putting it on.

"... B-But nothing h-happened... r-right... please tell me nothing happened.."

He just stared at me.

"Ryan.. Nothing happened right."

...

"Ryan... Tell me nothing happened..!" I said a little louder.

"Nothing happened."

"But... h-how did we end up like this..?" I asked already dreading the answer.

"You. You were very persistent I swear to god, You tried to do it first..!" Ryan mumbled with a shrug.

I buried my face in my hands. "I have to go..." I quickly got up from bed grabbing my sweater and shirt that were on a chair and quickly putting them on, it was then I realized... it hurt to walk.

I stumbled down against the wall. "W-What is this fee...feeling.." I mumbled softly to my self rubbing my eyes. Everything was far too dizzy.

"You got drunk, your having your first hangover.." Ryan said as he pulled be back up to my feet.

"I-I have to get home... I-I" I started to try and ramble on.

"Do your best to get home, and don't talk to anyone... you aren't in your right mind.." Ryan said walking me towards the door.

"W-Wait...!" I quickly pushed myself back into his house as I ran towards the nearest bathroom and threw up what seemed like hell.

How could I let things get so out of hand..

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As I walked through the halls of the castle I noticed all the people whispering. I knew I did something wrong that Ryan didn't tell me...

W-What did I do..

I walked into my room, throwing off my jacket and sitting down on my bed sadly.

"Liam.."

I felt my self start to shake. I knew she would be here. 

"You want to explain... what you were doing in the front page of every paper with... HIM!" Marnie threw a newspaper in my face. I couldn't focus on it due to the tears already welling up in my eyes. Though as I stared at it a bit longer I saw... Ryan... and I... kissing.. outside the..bar..

"What the hell were you doing with him..?!" She screamed at me her eyes turning a bright blue.

"I-I.." I started trying to come up with an excuse.. but what could I say?

I was too late, I felt her hand harshly against my cheek. I fell back again feeling the tears well up in my eyes.

"Why the hell were you with him, you slut!!" She roared at me kicking me harshly in the chest. I felt myself coughing out more blood.

I couldn't even scream out to save my life. I felt her hitting me and beating me all over. I slowly stood up. Maybe.... I could make a run for it.

Before I could even get up all the way I felt her push me back again. The familiar taste of blood came into my mouth and I felt blood dripping from my nose.

I fell down to my side hugging my chest, usually once I fell and gave up... so would she.. but instead I was greeted with her kicks to the side and my back. Once she finished she stormed out of the room leaving me alone.

I let out chocked sobs as I cried my eyes out. I hated this. I haven't been beaten like this sense last month..

I stayed on the ground crying for a good while. I cried a bit before I heard a small tap on the window..

I sniffled as I got up slowly walking towards the window seeing a dark green snake. I let out a small whimper before opening the window.

"W-What are you doing h-here...?"

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I'm so tired, i woke up at 7 am so I'm running on little sleep...

again, I'm a bit tired-

so uh, yeh-

I hope you enjoyed but I just want to sleep, so uh yeh-

ALSO IF AUTO CORRECT MESSED UP THIS CHAPTER I'M GOING TO THROW SOME hANDS-