I Wouldn't be With You, Even if I Wanted to Be (Steve-O Love Story)

"WHAT?!" I yelled after hearing the sentence that left my uncle's mouth. "You want me to share a room with that fucking idiot!" I proceeded to yell at him. Okay I could tolerate sharing a room with anyone else, but Steve-O hell no! He's an insufferable asshole and I can't fucking stand him! I know he feels the same way. Trust me I know it's all my fault we don't get along, but I could careless. I couldn't stand him even before I met him. You could tell he wasn't anymore excited then I was. Grabbing a couple of pillows and blankets I proceeded to make a bed on the floor. "You can have the bed" Steve-O said from behind me, making me jump. "No it's fine, I'll take the floor" I said, not turning around. I felt a hand grab my upper arm. I spun around to face him. "Could you not be difficult and just take the god damn bed" he growled in his weirdly sexy, raspy voice at me. I ripped my arm out of his grasp, I winced at the sudden movement. Clutching my stomach I bent forward. My hair fell over my face as the tears began to fall. Drew really fucked me up. A pair of arms wrapped around me and held me. Picking me up gently, Steve-O laid me on the bed softly. I pulled the covers over my head and fell into a very uncomfortable and restless sleep. I woke up with a major headache. I groaned when I sat up and instantly fell back in pain. I lifted up my shirt to see the damage done on my stomach. A pallet of different shades if blues, blacks and purples covered it. It hurt like a bitch, he'd never beaten me that bad before. Trying again I successfully stood up and staggered across the hall to the bathroom. Slowly taking off my clothes due to my injuries. Stepping into the shower, I hissed in pain as the steaming water hit my bruised body. Soon the pain was replaced with pleasure. The water seemed to just wash away the pain with every second I was in there. I finished up and wrapped a towel around my body and walked out of the bathroom. As I stepped out I ran straight into a flat chest. Looking up I saw the one person I didn't want to see. "You should watch where you're going" Steve-O said to me. I walked away while making sure to shoulder check him on my way. Walking into our room I knew he'd followed me. "Why do you hate me?" he asked me angrily. "Like the feelings not mutual" I said rolling my eyes. "It isn't" is all he said. I grabbed my clothes and walked to the door. "Very convincing" I said before walking out of the room. Going back into the bathroom I put on a Pierce the Veil crewneck, denim skinny jeans and black converse. Drying my hair it went completely straight. I threw my towel in the dirty clothes basket and walked down to the living room. All the guys were already up and it definitely surprised me. They struck me as the type of people who sleep their life's away. I guess I was mistaken. Slowly I made my way down the stairs. A few of the guys saw me struggling, so I was bombarded by them trying to help me. "I'M FINE!!" I yelled causing them to flinch. They've never heard me yell, I'm more of a soft spoken and chill person. Sure I can be quite vocal, but I don't yell often. I just really hate when people give me sympathy. I don't need any of it! They all backed off and let me do it myself. "Sorry for yelling" I apologized quietly. I got a few head nods and smiles from everyone. I wanted to make it clear that I wasn't apologizing to Steve-O, but I decided to keep my big mouth shut and not start any problems. "Oh and good morning" I said smiling. They all chuckled and there were scattered greetings. "Good morning, kiddo" Uncle Jeff said as he walked out of the kitchen. I rolled my eyes, but still smiled and hugged him. "Morning, Dollface" I said back to him. I started calling him that when I was ll and it just stuck. "Did you make any coffee?" I asked. Coffee is the only thing that keeps me sane in the morning."Of course. I knew you were going to be here" he said. "Good I'm going to need it if I'm going to be in a house with him" I said pointing to Steve-O, I'm sorry, but I couldn't hold in my inner bitch any longer.