We walk to the end of the hall and into a large room.
"This is my room." He says
"Cool."
"Do you want to take a shower?" He asks
"Yeah, I probably need one." I grimace. I probably smell like blood and B.O
He shows me his bathroom and gives me a shirt.
"First we need to tape up your arm." He says
He takes out a roll of medical tape and wraps me up.
I hadn't noticed until now but there where dark shadows under his eyes.
"Ow!" I complain
He snickers "Do you want help?"
"With?"
"Taking your sweatshirt off"
"Ummmm.... What, no?!"
"Try it yourself." He smirks.
I try taking my sweatshirt off and
"HOLY, SHIT FUCKING CUNT BAGS THAT FUCKING HURTS!" I hiss.
He laughs " Mouth of a sailor this one."
"Fuck off. Just help me get this off."
He helps me wearing a smug smirk." You need anymore help?" He waggles how eyebrows.
I flip him off and push him out. God he's annoying.
.....
Once I'm out of the shower I slip the shirt on after I put on my bra and panties. But I can't find my jeans.
I walk out into his room I want to scare him but what I see scares me.
He was s standing facing away from me, his back is covered in bruises, and there is the word LIAR cut into his shoulder blade.
I silently pad up to him. I trace the word on his shoulder with the pad of my finger.
He sighs " I know what your going to ask. It was my dad."
Hey guys I know it's been a while but I'm going to update again today at some point to make up for it
🖤💕🖤 ILY all - Writer337
PS. I'm wanna have a cool goodbye thingydingy its peace out my homies
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The Change
General FictionI carry her out to the truck and set her in the passenger seat. She whimpers and reaches for my warmth again. I hurry around to the other side of the truck, then start it. As I reach the door she is still in the seat but I can tell that something is...
