Worried for Him

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I make my way to my bed and get myself comfortable next to c/n but making sure there's some space between us. His father has been drinking again. He sometimes too aggressive towards c/n and that's why he came here. He's been doing it for some time now but now it's different. He's going to sleepover now. This is the first time he's done it. You know...c/n and I are not so close...or we don't look close, but we have our times. He trusts me enough to be honest with what's happening.

I stared at the ceiling and then felt a pair of eyes on me. I turned my head to find c/n staring deeply into my eyes. I felt like he was studying every inch of my face, every detail. I then took my time and studied his face too. Those beautiful eyes and that perfect face...

"What?" I asked. He shrugged"I...-I don't know". I gave him a questioning look, he sighed and looked at the ceiling. "I'm tired of all this... I feel like I can't get away from it...like I'm trapped inside...I-I just can't understand why...why me?" he said softly, then looked at me again with a worried look on his face. He tried to move his body to the side but winced. My eyes widened. "C/n are you okay?..what's happening?!" I grew worried.

" yes, yes I'm fine..it was just a small-" he couldn't finish the sentence as he winced again and closed his eyes. I stood up from my bed. "Sit down," I said and pointed at the edge of the bed. He sat where I said and touched the side of his stomach as a groan came out. I gave him a look that clearly said 'show me' he sighed and rolled his eyes but still showed me. He pulled up his shirt and I saw a wound that stood put between all the scars on the side of his stomach. I got the aid kit from the cabinet by the nightstand and took out some things to clean or at least help the wound.

I looked at him in the eyes and he stared back at me. I was worried about him. He got beaten up by his father. Even if he got a bad grade, or if he didn't do something and sometimes for no reason. His father let his anger out on him. It has been like this since his mother died. We have been through so much together and c/n's getting worse every day. What if one day he gets so bad that he ends up in the hospital? My eyes started watering when I was rubbing something on his wound to help him with the pain.

I licked my lips and shut my mouth to stop the tears. I kept on cleaning the wound carefully but then a hot tear fell from my eyes. I felt a hand on my chin and then to my cheek. I opened my eyes as the tears made their way down my cheeks. "Hey hey hey" I heard c/n alarmed

"Hey it's okay," c/n said.

"No, it's not. We both know it c/n, what if one day you get to the hospital o-or even worse....c/n please you....you have to do something. You can't just deal with this like this. It's too risky."

C/n sighed and looked down. "I'll figure something out."

"C/ y-you can't just say you'll figure something out...Anything c-" I said still sobbing and looking at him in the eyes. He cut me off with small smile on his lips "I promise" he said. I put my hand on the side of his face near his neck. He pulled me closer by the waist. We both looked deeply into our eyes. He bites his lips while looking at mine and then his eyes focus on mine.

We slowly lean and then our lips make contact with each other. His hands are now on my neck and on my waist. I bring my hand to his hair and a small moan comes out from his mouth. I put my knees on both sides of the bed trapping him. He puts both his hands on my waist and turns me around without breaking the kiss so that he's on top of me now.

He suddenly breaks the kiss "you don't know how long I've been waiting to do that" he said smiling and I smile back at him "Me too" I give him a sad chuckle because I'm still worried about it and he leans again, our noses touching." it's all going to be okay, I promise Y/n....I promise" He kisses me again and I gladly give in and kiss him back.

Amen Bitch