Dont Be Afraid of Me ~~ A Starkid Fanfiction~~

Chapter 4

I knew exactly what he'd think. He'd think I was a suicidal bitch who cut herself, when it wasnt like that at all. None of this was my fault. He brought his hand to his mouth. "What happened? What did you do?" he asked, his tone sounding shocked. "I didnt do any of this, I swear!" I said, crawling out from under the bench and standing up. "C'mon, we'll go clean it up." He said. I could tell he was completely horrified by my bloody arms, but he hid his emotions well. He led me to the unisex bathroom in the back of the rehersal room. He lifted my sleeves to reveal the scars that looked a lot worse than they actually were. He wet a paper towel and held it just over my arm. "If it stings, I'll stop." He said. "I just dont want you loosing any blood." He said. He gently wiped one of the open wounds and I yelped a little, biting on the inside of my cheek. "Im sorry," He said "the pain'll stop in a minute." He said, cleaning up the blood on my arm.

"You might need to get a new shirt." He said, looking at my blood-stained shirt. "Im wearing a tank top." I said quietly, slipping the long sleeved shirt off my head. Now my cuts were exposed, and I could tell every time Joey glanced at them. "Why did you..." He started, but I cut him off. "I didnt." I said. "Then how did you get them?" He asked. I sighed. "Sam... Sam my ex boyfriend was violent... He gave them to me once after I blacked out..." I said, looking down at the floor. Joey sighed and shook his head. "Im sorry." He said. "Thats terrible... You diserve better than a scumbag like that." he said. I felt tears forming in my eyes. "Hey, hey, dont cry, its okay, there's no reason to cry." Joey said, pulling me into a hug.

After a few minutes of Joey holding me like that, he brushed some hair out of my face. "I'd never do that to you." He whispered, resting his lips on my head. "No, Joey.... I cant... Im too afraid, and I wouldnt want you to have to put up with me." I said, closing my eyes to hold back more tears. "I'd love you, and tell you how amazing you are, and I'd never ever tell you that you're worth anything less than perfect." He said. I stood up. "I cant!" I said, tears threatning to fall. "Im a worthless piece of shit, and no one should have to deal with me!" I said. Joey stood up, and I looked down at my feet. "June... June, look at me." Joey said, putting his hands on my shoulders. I focused my eyes on his, though tears crouded my vision. "I wont hurt you." He said. "You're safe with me. And I dont want you to ever think differently!" He said, wiping a tear off my cheek with his thumb. "You are amazing, and beautiful, and funny, and sweet, and if anyone tells you different I'll punch them in the face." He added, kissing my forehead. As he pulled away I put my hands up to hold his face, pulling his lips to mine. And it was... For lack of a better word... Perfect.

Its short, but I just wanted to go ahead and put this up for you guys anyway. Hope you like it!