Beautiful Pain

Teddi has been beatin, brusied and neglected by her mother ever since her dad left them. One day her mother pushes her over the edge by throwing a beer bottle at her and it smashing into the back of her left arm. Raged, she packs a bag and leaves for the ER and not planning to come back. In the parking lot she passes out and an innocent bystander to the rescue. Harry to the rescue I should say. Once Harry helps Teddi he feels a deep connection between them. He feels as though he's responsible for her. Keeping her safe is becoming one of his first priorities. Not only for a crack in the road but of her abusive mother. Will he keep her out of the harmful grasp of her own mother or will she slip away back into a dark painful life?


16. Not ready

Harry's POV:


Teddi didn't really want to do anything. I had asked her multiple times over the past week to go do something, but she always declined. Her words were always minimal. I didn't know what to do. where now in Connecticut and Teddi was in our bedroom. Her bruises were quickly fading away but you could still tell they were present on her fair skin.

I felt someone's arms wrap tightly around my waist. I turned and looked down at the little angle behind me. She didn't look up at, just keeping her face buried in my bare back.

"You alright?" I asked her as she didn't move. She shook her head lightly. I turned my body so she was now nuzzling into my chest. I rubbed her back, trying to get her to talk. She hasn't spoken in days and I was getting worried.

Teddi started to rub the butterfly on my stomach. She normally did that when we where watching something on the telly at night and was getting a bit tired. I looked over her head and read the stove timer read twelve thirty. It was getting late and I knew she was going to be out soon.

Teddi looked up at me cautiously. There was something new in her eyes that I've never seen before. She slowly raised to her tippy toes and reached for the back of my neck. She stroked the peak of my neck and pulled my face close to hers. The kiss was sweet. I snaked my arms around her waist and pulled her closer to my warm body.

Teddi actually surprised me when she nudged her head and her mouth began to quicken. She seemed to tighten her grip around my neck. Her lips seemed to be quicker as her tongue asked for access. I allowed her in and she intruded my mouth, exploring. I began to walk backwards slowly and she followed me. I worked my way back trying to aim for the bedroom door.

As i hit the handle with my back, Teddi began to play with the buckle of my belt. I smiled against her quick mouth. Pulling away for a moment to let her unfasten the buckle and pull it from my belt loops. Our mouths crashed back together as she ran her hands across my chest.

I opened the door behind me and we flooded in. I backed up until the back of my knees hit the base board of the bed. I pulled away again, thinking all about the dirty tricks I've learned through the years. I scooted back on the thick, plush, white duvet sheets. Man, what I could do to-

I looked up and found something I wasn't ready for. The most innocent girl standing at the end of this bed, looking down at her hands, pondering on what to do. She wasn't ready and I could see it plainly across her face. When I looked up I was expecting some chick I picked up in a bar or an after party and got her a little tipsy. I was expecting to look up and see a girl staring at me like she was thinking about what to do with me. Not a girl trying to swallow her fear and do something she really didn't want to do.

Teddi didn't know I had made this realization. She now swallowed deeply, as if swallowing her fear, and kneeled onto the soft bed towards me. She met me on the duvet and started to kiss me again. Now I noticed the hesitation in her lips. I pulled her away and she had a deep fear blazing in her eyes.

"What?" she asked, trying to make her voice smooth.

"I'm not doing this when you feel this way. Your upset and don't know how to handle your emotions and I'm not going to let you do something that you are not ready for." I stared into her eyes as she still traced the butterfly, looking down at her hands.

"But I am." she said with a little hesitation.

"Oh, really?" I asked quickly. I jumped over top of her. Letting her small body lay on the plush duvet. I leaned over her and harshly suck on her neck, not too hard so it would leave a mark. Just slowly I began to grind my hips into hers. Her surprised gasp made my point to start to come across. I ground my hips harder as I came around and bit her lip. I playfully pulled it back.

Her eyes were wide and I could tell it was too much for her. I rolled off her and let her breath. Her breaths were quick and uneven.

She rolled over to face me, "I'm sorry." she whispered quietly. I just shook my head.

"Don't be, I took it too far." I apologized

"No, no. I was making you follow my move and I know it wouldn't be your first time.." she trailed off.

"That's it." I cut in, "I wasn't thinking with my head. I was thinking with.. other things." I chuckled and placed my hand on her hip as she stared lovingly into my eyes.

"Thank you." she said. I just nodded

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