Who Hurt You?

"Who hurt you?"

On the list of things I could have said, that might have been the worst. In an instant he reacts as if I've struck him, standing up straight and tall while his eyes snap open so wide I can see the whites of them.

Blake withdraws his hand and his nostrils flare. His lips draw back and I can't just see his teeth but his gums and I swear he's dangerous now, not just a cornered animal but one who is bound and determined to strike.

I don't want this. I can't take this. I'm fucking up and I barely even understand why and, ****, I try to assuage the situation but pushing my hand down into his pants to grasp his cock and give him the pleasure that we were both heading towards before I started this.

But he reacts before I can manage to get much more than my finger tips down under. He grasps my wrist and pulls it out, his fingernails digging into the thin skin on the underside of my wrist and making me gasp.

"How dare you?" he snarls, "Don't make the mistake of thinking that you know me."

I can't fuck with Blake. It's not like with Eddie and it's certainly not like it was with Rachel. The worst thing that could happen if I pushed with them is that they'd push back harder, pushing me away.

I knew Blake enough to know that he wouldn't stop there. Oh sure he would push me away, he was doing it now, but then he would make it his mission to make my life a living hell because of it. Because I represented a vulnerability to him that was far more dangerous than the one that Rachel had represented.

She could isolate him. I could ruin him.

Almost violently he throws my hand back to me and I step back, wounded and scared. I shake and I turn but he steps in, an arm coming up and between me and the group. His hand pressed flat against the brick wall as he makes it clear that I'm too much of a danger to let loose.

**** I look to the group for salvation, seeing a fortunate bit of it in this moment.

"And that's why this is possibly the most important place in the whole city," boy-Kim announces triumphantly before holding up a single finger, "Or would be, if not for our next and final stop."

My thoughts move quickly towards freedom. I need to get into the group, to bury myself into them so that I have some buffer of security from them and am able to keep my distance from him.

But there is a problem.

Blake is pissed right now, and he's directing all of his anger at me. He was angry before, frustrated and alone, and to give Rachel and Eddie some security and privacy for their own sake I threw myself in as a buffer between them.

The problem is that, in doing so, I put myself closer to Blake. And right now the biggest issue that I'm dealing with is the simple fact that all of the frustration Blake had been feeling was turned onto me.

I want to walk away, but I know that if I walk away right now the door will close behind me. Blake's got me firmly in his list of enemies and leaving him with that thought will only make it fester.

And it'll be bad. For so many reasons but two main ones.

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