Kicked aside, battered and bruised, how could I ever survive? When someone you love comes at you like you're a punch bag, you suddenly forget to move. You take it because you want them to feel better, you take it because you're scared. Until you break and the only thing that can fix you is his smile, his laugh, his arms, your body in his arms. ________________________________ A fanfic for Joshifer. I'm sorry if I get dates, details and timelines wrong but the whole thing is fictional so I'm just trying to tell a story, enjoy.