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I bumped into star boy today.

In the bathroom.

He was crying.

His angelic face was stricken with tears and

his eyes filled with pain.

He looked so scared when he saw me. More

scared than he has ever looked.

When I tried stepping closer, he whimpers and

moves one step back.

And then he breaks down into my arms.

He melts into me. And all I can feel is an

unfamiliar warmth spreading across my

face.

And that's when I noticed so many uncovered

bruises.

Angry mulberry was splattered across his pale

skin. Fading orchid and navy as well.


His small frame shook as he sobbed into me,

babbling incoherent thoughts.

I said his name slowly. I asked him if he was okay.

He shook his head and just held me tighter.

After some moments of quiet he finally said something.

"Scared. I'm scared they'll hurt me."

And he pulled off of me angrily and stormed away before

I could even process what happened.


And all I was left with was his tears on my neck and

warmth of his skin. 

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