Broken Doesn't Mean Fixed

Me too

Reins POV
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I got a call from Harley surprisingly telling me not so good of news. I can't believe Skylar has... Amnesia. I was so worried about her but I don't even actually like her right now. I knew she was just trying to et me to feel better but I was dying! Well it felt like it. I was sitting on the same swing Harley pushed me off of when we were just kids. I felt the chains and I thought of how he didn't grab the chains he just... Pushed me. I put my head in my hands and leaned against my knees. Skylar has now tried to commit suicide three times already. I couldn't believe her. I was far more depressed than her. But trust me... I wish I was in second place in this competition. I looked at the sand under me feet and I started pumping my legs so I could get a little height to swing. I closed my eyes and imagined me swinging in a flower field with a healthy body and amazing looks until I felt hands on the bottom of my swing. I quickly opened my eyes and fell backwards off the swing. Some muscular arms caught me and I look up at the person to see a boy. He has glasses, thick glasses and he has his hair whiffed up and he's wearing a simple black t-shirt with some black jeans. He put me down and I was a little scared.

"Sorry, I just love this swing and it looked like you needed a push," the boy blushes. I tuck a peace of hair behind my ear with my bony hands.

"Well, I've had enough experience with people pushing me on swings, and they weren't good ones," I laugh awkwardly. The boy laughs with me and the he realizes I don't know him.

"Oh hey, um, my name is Jason," he smiles holding out his right hand and shoves his left in his pocket.

"Well hey Jason, I'm Rein," I grab his hand and shake it quickly making sure he couldn't feel my bony hands. He stuck his hand in his pocket matching the other hand shoved in his pocket.

I looked at the swing again and sat down. Jason walked to the swing beside me and sat down. I had no idea why he hasn't ran yet and screamed and said I was a monster.

"Why haven't you started running yet?" I blurted out covering my mouth with my hands. Jason widened his eyes and looked over at me.

"Because, you not a monster Rein, your just a human being like the rest of us trying to make it through the maze we call 'life'" Jason shrugged. I was so surprised by his answer. I just looked back down at my arms and rolled my thumb over my cuts.

"Me too," Jason pulled up his bracelets to reveal scars. I was so shocked. I've never met a guys who cuts to be honest. I'm sure there are plenty of guys who cut to but I've just never seen any. I looked over at him and half smiled.

"My friend, well I guess my kinda friend, pushed me off their swing when I was younger and now I'm scared to let people push me on swings." I told Jason. He looked over at me with beautiful blue eyes and he bobbed his head and looked at the sand.

"My actual friend actually woke up with amnesia yesterday and now I'm scared as hell for her," I put my head back in my hands.

"Wow that's a lot to take in. It's not as bad as me," he chuckled. I picked my head up and crossed my arms and looked at him.

"Jason, are trying to one-up me in bad days?" I ask with a surprised sarcastic tone. Jason chuckled again and he looked up at me.

"My mom ran away from home yesterday and now my father is even more suicidal than me," Jason smiles sidedly. I slouch. He did one up me.

"And you know what Rein? You make me happy, and I just met you. You wanna go out sometime?" Jason asks. I uncross my arms and look at him with wide eyes. Is he being serious?

"R-really?" I ask. He grabs my hand.

"Let's get better, together," he smiled warmly at me. I can't believe he just said that. That's the sweetest thing any guy has ever said to me. I nodded slowly and I looked at his hands wrapped around my hand. I look back up into his eyes.

"Yeah, that would great," I smiled widely. I punched my phone number into Jason's phone and he said he'd call me tomorrow at exactly 10 am. I smiled and nodded. He got off the swing ad offered to walk me home. I grabbed his hand and looked at our hands together. I was so surprised I grabbed his hand first. We started walking and I thought about how many problems I need to fix.

"You know, being broken doesn't mean fixed," I looked at the gravel under my feet. Jason stopped and pulled me into a hug.

"Let's just start with problem number one and make our way down the list," he kissed the top of my head. I already felt like I've known Jason forever. He's amazing in my eyes.

We arrived at my house and Jason walked me to the door.

"You're parents home?" He asks. I look at then driveway, no cars like always.

"Nah," I shake my head. He looks at the driveway and then back at me.

"Could I come in?" Jason asks. I smile and nod. I let him in the door and we walk up the stairs to my room. I opened the door and sat on my bed. Jason followed and looked at my walls with all my band posters.

"Ptv? Me too," he smiled. I started to like him more and more.