Unpleasant talks

He stirred, finding himself on the floor again. He used his hands to push himself up, and winced feeling something sting his chest. He saw some very long cuts, not deep, but there was some blood. He knew imediately where they were from. He shot his head up and saw Laura laying on the bed. He let his gaze travel around the room, he saw the bloodied sheets on the floor. "Oh no!" He said as he got up and ran to his own room locking the door after himself. He slided his back down the door and started to beat his own head with his fists. "What's going on."

Laura woke up, hearing Adam run out of her room. She shot up, wincing badly as the pain shot through her. She immediately fell down back down. Her eyes narrowed, forcing herself to get up. Laura winced with each step, before she ran out of the room. Trying not to fall down. She went to open the door, stopping when she saw the door was lock, "Adam!" She spoke, before wincing as she fell to her knees, "It wasn't your fault, Adam. It was someone else, it wasn't you." Laura was speaking strong, not wanting her voice to break from the pain she was feeling. He didn't answer her. She hit the door this time, "It wasn't you! It was this person..he..he wanted me to kill you! He kept telling me to kill you, as if he wanted it to happen! And..it was...someone else." Her voice started to break, feeling the pain again, making her clench her fists, "It wasn't you.."

He hugged his knees to his chest. He was silent when he heard her talk. She tried to get trough to him for the second time. "But it was me. My body did that to you. Who was it then if not me?" He said quietly, but she could hear him well.

"A man..a man who is inside of your body..I asked him..I asked him, 'who are you'. And he was went, 'I'll be whoever you want, sweetcheeks.' And that wasn't you. It wasn't your body, it was his. I don't blame you for the pain I'm in right now. I blame that asshole who took over you.." Laura said through the pain. She waited for him to open the door, "Please, please open the door.." She begged, wanting to sit somewhere other then the floor.

He couldn't listen to her pleas anymore, so he unlocked the door and walked to his bed. He went around the bed so when she eventually would come in there was atleast something between them.

Laura got up, forcing herself not to wince. Though she stopped when she saw how he wanted something between them. She looked away, walking in as she stood by the bookshelf. Now she really wasn't going to sit down. She forced herself to stay still, and not tremble. And she was doing a good job, "It wasn't you, Adam..It wasn't your body..And it wasn't you."

He looked away from her, ashamed. "I.... don't know... who it is..."

Laura saw how he looked away from her, ashamed. Her eyes narrowed, throwing the book suddenly on the ground. Wincing immediately after, "DON'T LOOK AWAY FROM ME LIKE THAT!" She felt the tears sting her eyes, she finally knew how he must have felt. When she had did the same after the eyeball incident, "It wasn't you! So don't look away from me, ashamed!"

He jumped when the book hit the ground, his attention on her now. "Sorry...."

Laura looked at him, "Don't be sorry, for something that wasn't your fault. Don't...don't act like this towards me.." She begged, before falling to her knees, "Just don't, I can't handle it..if you act like this towards me...I just can't.."

He rushed forward to her when she fell to her knees. He wanted to go to her, but was afraid to. "I'm scared... It has happened twice already. I don't want it to happen again." He hesitantly forced himself to touch the top of her head.

Laura listened to him, when he put his hand on the top of her head. She felt the hesitant, making her move her head away. Before she grabbed his hand, putting it above her heart. She looked up at him, "Don't be hesitant to touch me..or even be by me..And, it won't happen again..Just fight for the control, it won't happen..I promise!"

He tensed a bit when she placed his hand to her chest. "But how can I fight something I don't even know is there. I have no recollection of switching or anything like that." He asked her scared.

Laura looked at him, "I believe in you. Cause if that person can control you..Then you can fight.." She gave him a smile..

He smiled back. "You sound so sure." He took her hand and squeesed it.

Laura looked at him, "I am sure, I believe in you, Adam. I believe in you so much." She said, smiling wider when he squeezed her hand. She leaned forward, hugging him immediately, "Your strong..And kind, and I know you have the power to fight..So, don't give up.."

He smiled softly at her. "Thanks for believing in me." He said kissing her softly and then pulling her into a hug. "I will do my best to keep him in control."

Laura smiled, kissing him immediately back. She wrapped her arms around him tightly, "I know you can.." She then winced a little bit, "Ow.." She said, before leaning back to sit on the ground.

He sat down next to her, looking at her conserned. "You are in pain, lets get you on the bed." He picked her up in his arms, and took her to his bed. He sat next to her. "Can I ask, what did he do, and say exactly?" He was curious about his other side now.

Laura looked at him, sitting on the bed, "He..he raped me that's for sure. And that's the reason I'm in pain..He raped me both places.." She said, wincing a little bit, "He also at times would grab my hand, and place my knuckles to your heart. And kept telling me to kill you, when he knew I wouldn't do that. And he wanted you dead, really badly. He kept doing it..He did it twice! And every time I would say no..He would take advantage of my weakness..He also hates when people cry. And it seems like..he comes out when your really sexually aroused. Though, he doesn't come out when we make slow love..Only fast and rough.." Her cheeks seemed to blush only a little, "He's tough, I can figure that out. Cause even when I kicked him or hit him, he could withstand it.."

He looked down, and started to chuckle. When he got that out of his system he looked up at her. "You are so naive. You really think I would have done that, if I knew you were gonna go throug with it." He said in a laid back voice. He leaned back supporting himself with his arms, lifting his legs cassually on the bed. He looked at her amused.

Her eyes widened, getting off the bed fast. Wincing badly as she almost stumbled, "You! ..Get out of him, now!" She yelled, "And, shut up, I'm not naive! You fucking asshole!"

He tilted his head with a cocky expression on his face. "Calm down, I'm not in the mood now." He patted the bed, smirking slightly.

Her eyes narrowed, "I don't give a fuck if your not in the mood. I'm glad your not in the mood, rapist! Now, WHO ARE YOU!? AND WHY ARE DOING THIS!?"

He shrugged. "I don't know, you can give me a name, I don't care." He acted dumb tilting his head again. "Doing what?"