[CLOSED] make you feel wanted...

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

Britt heard her in the alley, and wandered over. He couldn't see a thing, and took a dumpster to the shin. He gritted his teeth. 'As if I'm not in enough pain. Could have warned me about the dumpster!'

"Mother fuck.." He cursed, bending over and holding his shin. "Zoe?" He looked up, trying to find her in the dark. "Zoey, you're hurt.. Let me help you, okay? Please come here.. I need you, okay?" He rounded the dumpster, careful not to hit it again.

"Zoey, it's just me.. I'm not gonna hurt you.." His eyes started adjusting to the dim light, but he still couldn't see her. "Zoey.."

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[zoey ashlyn martyn]

She jumped as he hit the dumpster on the other side, drawing her knees to her chest, crouched in the corner it created with the alley wall. "I don't need help Britton.." She rasped hoarsely, brushing her tears away angrily. She shouldn't need his help. 'Why do you have to play these games with me? Why do you have to break my heart..? You made me a promise..'

She wiped at her nose, but Britton was begging now and she swallowed, coughing softly, knew he would find her even if she didn't move.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

"No, you don't need it.. But I want to.. I hate to know the girl I think I like is hurt.." He said it out loud, but it didn't make him feel any better about liking her. He felt more of a dork. He was a twenty-four year old falling for a sixteen year old who probably didn't even want him anyways.

"Please, Zoey? I know you're hurt.. And I can't see shit, but I'm not going to leave you here.. Please.. Come let me hold you.. I won't help you, I just want to hold you.. That's all I want, okay? I just want to feel you here with me.." He looked around, but figured he would only trip and fall if he went after her.

"Do you want me to leave..? You don't ever have to see me again if you don't want to.. I won't bother you.." His heart broke at the thought of it, but she was pushing it away, and that's all he could assume.

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[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey swallowed. Honestly she didn't want to be alone, was afraid the guy would come find her. And she did want him to help, because nobody else knew about the previous rape or about what she did. Only him.

She shuddered, standing slowly, and stumbled past crushed boxes and over to him, fresh tears rolling down her cheeks. "You could have told me you wouldn't call earlier.." She whispered, staring at him, standing a good few feet away. She felt like trash, hair unkempt, make up smeared, her shirt torn and dirty, hands scraped up. "I wouldn't have stayed out so late.." But it wasn't his fault, it was her own.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

He heard her moving, and finally saw her in front of her. But he didn't try and move towards her. He put his hands in his pockets. "I tried to finish early.. I honestly didn't know so many people were going to come in tonight.." He looked down at the toes of his shoes. He had realized how late it was and even started turning people away, making them appointments for the rest of the week. He had tried to get out of there as soon as he could because he wanted to see Zoey.

"If I would have know, I wouldn't have even went in.. I wouldn't have left you, Zoey.. I didn't want you to get hurt.." He mumbled, biting his lip.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

She just shook her head mutely. "Part of the job.." She rasped. "Getting hurt." She swallowed, rubbing at a bruise on her arm where she had been grabbed. "You didn't know...I hadn't planned on being out so late."

She had no piercings in, they had been sore after such rough, unexpected treatment. "And I knew you wouldn't call...so I didn't bother going home..I wasn't gonna sell myself tonight, promise..he just-..he came out of nowhere and-..." She bit her lip, staring at him brokenly.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

He saw how hurt he was, and felt terrible. He walked slowly over to her, cupping her face in his hands. "I know you didn't.." He whispered, then leaned down, kissing her forehead. He rubbed her cheeks with his thumbs, looking down at her. "I wasn't going to.. But then I started to miss you.. That's why I tried to finish up early.." He took in a shaky breath, one of his lungs obviously ready to collapse. If he were a human, he would be long dead by now.

"I wanted to see you.. I thought I would eventually be able to get the courage to tell you I like you.." He brushed her hair back from her forehead.

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[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey swallowed. "I like you too.." She admitted guiltily. "But I knew nothing would come of it.. I-...I don't deserve anyone...I sold my soul for love...and now I don't plan on getting it.." she buried her face against him. "I don't wanna stay here...he'll come back looking for me..." She worked her jaw.

"Can we go..? Take me home or something..I just don't wanna be here.." She shivered faintly, and despite being a demon she wasn't all bad, had simply been screwed over by Satan. His little toy.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

"Of course nothing's going to come out of it, Zoey.. I'm a ticking time bomb.. This is just a twisted tale of Romeo and Juliet." He pulled off his jacket, draping it over her shoulders. He guided her to the truck, then helped her in, handing her his blanket to cover up with. And despite her hair being a mess and her make up running down her cheeks, he thought she was as beautiful as ever. He turned on the truck, then pulled out of the driveway.

"So, which way is home?" He asked, reaching over and taking her hand in his. He squeezed it gently, trying to give her some sort of comfort. "Come here.." He patted the seat beside him.

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[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey swallowed mutely at such words, but she knew they were true. 'It's not fair...' Laughter was the only response she ever got.
She allowed him to lead her back to the truck, wrapping the blanket tight around herself and mumbling directions to where she lived.

She gazed at their hands as he took her own, lacing her fingers gently through his, scooting over when he patted the spot beside her. "I dunno why I do it.." She rasped. It would end up being the thing that killed her if she wasn't careful.