Featherless Pain | 18+

~Chapter 1~

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I woke up with a slight panic, the loud alarm was ringing its deafening sounds. I try to open my eyes despite the sleepiness that still lingers around, wanting to drag me back into the effortless slumber. When I reach out my hand to turn the alarm off, I notice that I really need to go up now, or else I know i'll be late for work. Slowly i drag myself out of bed and start making my way over to the bathroom. I quickly rushed myself to do everything i needed to do before i headed out the door, just stopping by the fridge to grab an apple before i went through the front door, making my way over to work.

I arrived with 10 minutes left before my shift started. I swung the doors open to the store, the scent of the metals and wood flooded my nose as i quickly made my way through the hardware store, giving some quick good-morning greeting before reaching my locker. 

"Morning Liv, didn't sleep much huh?" said a familiar voice from behind me with humor in his voice. 

"Is it that obvious?" i stated before even turning around to look at the friendly face of my coworker. His lips formed into a grin before placing his hand on my shoulder, squeezing it, trying to reassure me.

"well.. I've heard my chest is a pretty good place to sleep on" Tim said with a glint in his eye, shrugging before walking away to work. I scoffed and smiled at his attempt to make a flirty comment. 

"Mhm.. i'm sure you've heard that dozens of times" i raised my voiced a little so Tim could hear,  while i closed my locker before walking towards the register.

Time flew by and my shift was soon over. My feet was hurting and locks of my brown hair had fall down, framing my face, showing its been a hectic day. A man walked in through the door and made his way through the store, searching for something in particular. I've seen him before. My gaze froze as i soon noticed myself staring at him. His messy brown hair was pushed back, he had a slightly tight, black t-shirt, showcasing his biceps and toned body. His grey sweatpants sure did the trick as they hung loose on his hips. When my eyes traveled up to his face again i saw that his eyes already was on mine. My cheeks flushed bright red and goosebumps trailed down my spine. Oh fuck. I shyly brushed the strand of hair behind my ear, and kept my gaze down at the counter, trying to keep my hands and attention busy. 

Before i could dare to look up again in his direction, i could already hear him exaggerating a cough to catch my attention. I looked up towards the handsome man standing in front of me. His features were rough and manly, broad shoulders and a devilish smirk was on his lips. All my thoughts was directed towards him. Towards Jack Micheal's. 

His body was tall and he slightly towered over me, even though the cash register and counter was between us. He really enjoyed how he made everyone nervous in his presence.

"Do you mind helping me find some rope and duct tape?"  his voice was deep and soft as his eyes told a whole another story. He looked everything but nice and soft. I cleared my throat before opening my mouth to answer, trying to gather strength to look into his deep, intimidating eyes.

"err- Yeah! Of course, its- its this way" my voice came out as nervous and shaky, i cursed at myself in my mind before walking over to the aisle, that had all kinds of ropes. He grinned after seeing how i reacted, before following me.  While walking i could feel his eyes on my body. That just got me even more nervous. Why did he just have to ask me? I'm sure Tim would of helped. I gathered some courage before parting my lips to speak once again. Trying to not sound how i feel.

"So.. here's the ropes." I directed my gaze towards the shelves instead of looking at the incredible hot man standing beside me. He took a few steps forward and started looking around before grabbing a bag of what he wanted. A red woven, pretty coarse rope. I looked at him and i blushed slightly when i found his eyes roaming all over my body, making me curse internally. Focus Liv. He looked down at the rope that was placed into a firm grip in his rough hand, before turning his eyes up to meet my own, and that devilish smirk appeared once again onto his lips. I blushed once again and started to fiddle slightly with my fingers, biting my lower lip.

"Was there anything else i could help you with?" i said while looking up at him with my doe eyes.  His jaw tensed as his deep golden eyes changed for a bit, looking even darker, if that's possible. I felt so small beside his dominating aura. His presence alone could make anyone feel small. His eyes was glued onto my lips. A few seconds of deafening silence passed, he started to take a few steps towards me, closing in the distance between us. I didn't dare to even look up at him, knowing his eyes was already directly on me. He leaned his head down ever so slightly.

"I wanted some duct tape darlin'.." his voice was low and husky, barely above a whisper. It sent shivers down my spine and i took a step backwards, trying to get more space between us, before parting my lips to speak.

"..sure, just foll-" 

"I can help you  with that." Tim's voice was a bit harsh, cutting me off as his eyes was drilled onto Jack, who now was turned, so he was facing Tim now instead. 

"Did i ask for your help?" Jacks jaw tensed up once again as his gaze was intimidating and would make most people crawl away, avoiding his burning gaze. I switched my gaze to both boys as they kept staring at each other, if looks could kill..

"No Tim, its okay i got it, thank you though." My lips turn up into a genuine smile towards Tim as i took a step towards him, gesturing with my hands. Tim met me halfway as he placed his warm palms onto my shoulders and looked at me to make sure i was okay with helping Jack. I nodded my head and moments later he had already left. As i started to turn back around to face Jack and apologize, i bumped into his chest as he was already standing very close to me. My cheeks was burning as i started to frantically apologizing for my clumsiness and the moment with Tim, and for our  terrible customer service. Before i could get far, i felt his hands on my shoulder, like Tim did moments before, but oh god, his touch was almost burning my skin. His hands held so much power. 

AN: Please make sure to tell what me what you like so far, and what you think will happen :)

I'm all for getting better lol and idk if i should carry on with writing this? is the length good or not? idk if people would be interested in this story lol but eh. 

Thank you for choosing my story.

- Missy