Stop It You're Scaring Him Novels & Stories

Ethan shot forward suddenly, his hand grabbing ours, his voice raw. “Don’t close your eyes too long, champ. Not like that. Not when we don’t know if—” His words broke off. His jaw locked tight. He stared down at him, eyes wild, and I thought, he’s going to shatter in front of me. I pressed my fingers hard against Ethan’s hand, grounding him. “Stop. Don’t scare him.” “I’m scared, Soph,” he whispered, and it wasn’t a confession. It was a wound.

Don't let your guard down. I feel the body of the tree. It's the end. There's no more space that I can go. I'm trapped. "S-stop! Please! Stop!" hysterically shouting my lungs out. I thought he'll continue to approach me. But in my surprise, he stopped. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scared you. I'm just being casual and tryin' to be close to you. So that we can socialize and talk,"he explained. Not cutting our eye connection. He even didn't blink.

So, it was difficult to say that he was scared more right now or not. But he didn't stop shivering. “That wasn't—” “Don't lie.” My voice immediately silenced him. “You know exactly what you did.”

Whatever, I am here now, he thought to himself. “You need to tell me if you feel scared or if anything hurts, even if you feel bored, or tired or you need to stop and have a meal. Anything, stop me for nothing or anything. Pinch me twice and I will stop. Words will work too, but your mouth might be distracted. Nod or something so I know you understand,” he frowned down at her.

And he’s letting me be that person—even if it terrifies both of us. “I don’t know if I’m strong enough,” I admit, voice shaking. “You are,” he says without hesitation. I shake my head. “I’m scared I’ll freeze. Or say the wrong thing. Or start talking and forget how to stop and just… fall apart.” Jacob cups my face with both hands, thumbs brushing along the edge of my jaw, grounding me again. “Then you fall apart. I’ll be right there to put you back together.” I let out a slow breath, eyes closing for a second. “Why does that make it scarier?”

Scott said, his voice slightly shaky because of fear. He had finally gotten back up, and the truth of the moment had thankfully made him sober. "Silence! I'm thinking of ways to torture him before I shoot his brains once and for all. If any of you say a word again, I swear to the goddess I'll kill him!" My insides tremble with fear, what had I gotten my boy into?...

Tugging my hands on his torso . "Uh..well Amy ?" He stuttered . "Yeah?" I asked . "Don't you think we should go down ? I ...uh..Quinn and Austin must be worried ." He said, I looked up at him . He was looking at the ground down . I can tell he was really scared to death . "You are scared ." I tell him trying to control my laugh . "No , I'm not ." He said as sternly as he could . "Okay okay , I get it . You are . Maybe we should go ." I said dramatically, waving my hair back.

“But most of all… I get scared.” I freeze. Scared? Him? “Of what?” I whisper. His eyes hold mine. “Of how badly I want you.” My soul: shuts down, reboots, errors, crashes, sends distress signals. He moves closer. “Scared of losing you. Scared you don’t feel the same. Scared that one more day of pretending we’re not—” He stops. Breath shaking. Jaw tight. Heart wide open. “—that we’re not becoming something I can’t walk away from.”

Have fun tonight. Moments later, texts from Aiden poured in like a storm: [Chloe, why would you say that? It was a dumb game. It didn’t mean anything.] [Where are you? Why aren’t you picking up?] [Come see me. Right now. Please.] I didn’t respond. I powered off the phone and set it aside. Then, I looked up at Elder Healer Maureen, who was watching me with concern. "We can go now," I said. "There’s no one I need to call."

He shook his head and laughed softly. “Why’d you stop?” I asked with a pout. Before he could answer I asked, “Was I doing it wrong?” Oh, I hope not. How embarrassing! “Oh no! You did nothing wrong, Kay. I stopped because if I didn’t take a break, it was going to go to the next level.” He replied hugging me. “I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable with me… I don’t want to scare you off.”