I Don't Need Your Help (wxg)

Chapter 43: Flustered

Melissa's POV

I woke up with a familiar weight on my body. I looked down and surely enough a certain someone had their head on my chest, using my breasts as pillows. I smiled at the sight of her, hair all over the place, a little frown on her face and lips pouted, such a cute little baby she is.

It's been a few days since the incident and I had a lot of time to think about what happened. How could I not notice it? Of course now that I think back to it, I realize that it'd been pretty obvious, the long sleeves, the flinching and everything else. But I was just piecing it together with the abuse and eating disorder that the idea of this didn't even cross my mind... She's been through so much. I can't even begin to imagine how hard it must've been, to go through all of that alone.

If I could just take all that pain away, I'd do it in a heartbeat. We talked a bit more about it last night, she explained everything and said she wanted to tell me, but didn't know how and that she was also ashamed and scared. And I completely get that, I just wish I knew sooner. I mean what if she cut even deeper and I'd find her too late? What if- No I have to stop thinking about that.

I made her promise me that every time she felt like cutting herself she'd come to me no matter what, so I hope she'll keep that promise. I tried to be as supportive as posibble, I didn't want her to feel guilty for not telling me, I tried to reassure her as much as I could.

I looked at the clock beside my bed and decided to wake Y/N up, so we'd have enough time to get ready. "Angel, time to wake up." I whispered into her ear as I caressed her Y/H/C hair. "Mmm, not yet Mel. Please." She whined not even opening her eyes, making me smile a little. She can be so cute sometimes, she's my precious little baby. "I don't wanna hear it pumpkin. Come on. Don't make me drag you out of bed." I warned, scratching her scalp. "But you're so comfortable, you're like the perfect pillow." She finally opened her eyes and looked up at me through her lashes. I chuckled softly before kissing her scalp. "Well I can see why you'd say that, since you're laying on my boobs, but we need to get up angel." I kissed her a few more times all over her face, making her scrunch up and whine.

When she finally got up I took in her half-asleep state, she was wearing one of my shirts, the fabric swallowing her figure, since she was way shorter and smaller than me. "You look really cute in my clothes baby." I stepped closer to her, putting my arms on her shoulders. "I love wearing your clothes, it feels like I have you with me you know..?" She looked down, her face red. She's so shy sometimes, it's unreal. "Aw, look at you standing here in my clothes, blushing like a cute little thing." I smiled, kissing her cheek and forehead, making her squirm and hide into me.

"Let's get ready alright?" I asked, seeing her nod her head. I took some clothes from my closet and tried to put together an outfit. I chose a plain white blouse, with some black pants and simple accessories. I laid it out on the bed before taking off my sleeping shirt, I turned around with the blouse in my hand and my eyes connected with Y/N's. Well not really because her eyes were somewhere else. Lower. I smirked, loking at her red face, mouth agape as she stared at my chest that was covered by a black lace bralette. "My eyes are up here sweet girl."

As soon as I said that, her eyes snapped anywhere else, but at my eyes and chest, the red colour trailed up her neck and cheeks. "I- I wasn't- I'm not- I just-" She stuttered, trying to find her words, to no success. "It's okay angel." I chuckled, walking closer to her. "You're so innocent aren't you? Look at you getting all flustered after staring at my chest and being caught hm?" Her eyes were glued to the floor now, too flustered to make any eye contact. "Look at me Y/N." I said softly as her eyes trailed upward, only to land on my chest again, making her gulp. "Not at my chest sweet girl. At my eyes." Finally her eyes met mine and I could tell she was trying really hard to mantain eye contact. She was so flustered. "Good girl. There you are. See not so hard is it?" I whispered leaning closer to her.