Cant Wait Another Day || M.C.

Part 13

"I'm having a moral dilemma." I tell Michael and he sits me down, standing in front of the door to the room we are in so no one can interrupt us.

"Does this have something to do with Sheena?" He asks and I raise my eyebrows, surprised that he would even come to that conclusion.

"Yeah, did she tell you?" I ask and Michael's eyes get extra wide.

"Oh my god, dude did you sleep with her?! Shit we might as well start planning your funeral now! What were you thinking!?" Michael yells and my eyes get even wider as I try to process what he just said.

"Woah, bro! NO! I don't have a death wish! Well... maybe I do... I don't know! But I did not sleep with Sheena." I clarify and he is still looking confused.

"Did you... kiss her?" Michael asks and I sigh.

"No Michael I did not kiss her, either. Why do you think I hooked up with Sheena?!" I ask completely confused.

"Well I saw she was wearing your sweatshirt yesterday. I didn't think much of it at the time, but now you have a moral dilemma about Sheena and I don't know, it made sense." Michael says and I lean my head back and 'oh' as I completely understand.

"Well no. That's not it. Listen to me for a second. I don't think I should be telling you this, but like I said, I don't know what to do. I thought about going to Lou and Ian but I don't think they'd help me and you're the next closest person to Sheena I know so I thought maybe you'd be able to talk to her I don't kn-"

"Calum! Spit it out!" Michael says, cutting me off.

"I saw something yesterday and I think Johnny might be abusing Sheena." I say and Michael goes as red as his hair. In that instant I knew I had made a mistake.

"You need to tell me exactly what you saw. Right. Now."

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I woke up the next morning with a really bad kink in my neck and Johnny's head still in my lap. I sighed as I tried to free my arms from under his body without waking him up to check my wrists. Once I got them free I pulled up the sleeves of Calum's hooded sweatshirt and sure enough... 2 bruises that looked like handprints covered both of my wrists. I yanked the sweatshirt back over my hands giving myself sweater paws and rubbed my eyes with the pads of my fingers. I was really hoping that last night would've been a bad dream.

"Sheena..." I hear Johnny's voice from my lap and it causes my attention to shift to him. His voice was soft, numb, and raw. I could tell he'd been up for awhile, just pretending to be asleep as I woke up. I rake my hands through his hair and I watch a tear travel down his cheek to the tip of his nose. I quickly wipe it away, leaning over awkwardly to kiss him on the forehead.

"How can you do that?" He whispers as I sit back up. I could tell he was struggling to speak. The words that spilled out were full of regret and self-disgust. "After what I did to you, Sheena?" With that he gets up off the bed and crosses the tiny room to get as far away from me as possible. Not much, since the room was no more than 10ft wide.

"You were drunk, Johnny. I know that. I saw in your eyes when you were holding onto my wrists that that was not you. There wasn't a trace of my Johnny in those eyes when you did that to me." I say and watch him flinch at my words. "They're just bruises, Johnny. They'll go away after a while. It's okay. I forgive you. Just... stop drinking a half a bottle of Jack. You're not that guy, Johnny. You may put on a bad boy front, but you're a good person. You're not a hard liquor guy. You don't drink whiskey. I've never seen you do that. Don't turn yourself into someone you're not. Stay my Johnny." I got up and crawled over to him. Sitting on my knees on the bed I made myself as level as I could to him standing on the floor of the room. I was still too short, but I made due and wrapped my arms around his neck. "I love you, Johnny Dawson. If that means I have to personally hand you every alcoholic drink you ever have for the rest of your life, well that's just fine with me." I say and try to kiss him, but he turns his head and my lips collide with his cheek. I pull away, surprised to say the least.