The truth. // 7

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*TW// trauma, ptsd, physical and verbal abuse, self harm, death, negative stuff*

Adora's POV.

"Adora, what happened?" Catra's eyes were full of rage.

"Thats- thats nothing. I accidentally scratched myself."

Catra looked at me with her brows furrowed. She held my wrist tighter and quickly pulled up my sleeves.

There showed my arm, full of scars, most of them old. She lift it up a bit higher revealing a few new ones from... before the concert.

"Try again. What happened, Adora?" Catra said, her voice a lot more softer than before.

My hands were shaking and my knees felt week. I was going to cry. Infront of Catra.

I don't understand. A lot of people ask me about them but I managed to lie my way through it. Glimmer only knew this because I needed a place to stay. But, right now? Catra is an exception. I want to tell her everything and just sob in her arms. Catra was worried, she cared about me and she doesn't deserve one of my lies.

I was holding back my choke, but it didn't work. I cried and covered my face with my hands. Suddenly Catra removed my hands from my face, and looked at me gently. She pulled me in for a hug, she held me tightly as I sobbed on her shirt. She was so soft, you can feel her short fur under her shirt.

"Im sorry, you don't need to tell me right away. Im just really worried. At the concert when you were changing, I.. I saw your scars and some big healed wounds. I want to help you, Adora."

She saw them, I should've been more careful.

I slowly look up at her, tears starting to form in her eyes.

"No, I... I want to tell you the truth." I didn't know why, but I want to tell her.

*RINGGG*

"You wanna skip?" Catra looked at me and smiled sweetly. She reached out her hand and I nodded and accepted it.

I notice that my make up has stained her shirt.

"Oh no, I stained your shirt." I giggled, as I tried to wipe it out, failing in the process.

"I suppose you saying you dont know how to do make up was a cover up?"

"Yeah it was." I said, guilty that I had to lie.

*time skip*

Me and Catra were now headed to- anywhere, really. We just got out of school.

"Your house or mine?" Catra said our fingers still interlocked.

"I don't really feel like getting caught by Glimmer, but... I guess there is a place we can stay."

I haven't been there for 2 years, I hope I dont regret this.

"Sure, here." She hands me a helmet. I stood just before her motorbike, a bit hesitant to ride. I take the helmet as she got on top of the bike easily.

"You scared?" a smirk plastered on her face.

"Pffftt, no." I said, hiding the fact that I am, indeed, scared to ride the bike.

"Just hop on, then put you hands around my waist."

I nod, and hopped on the bike. I hesitate to put my hands on her waist.

No its not because im shy.

Then suddenly a pair of hands grabbed mine and put it around her waist.

"This is so you won't fall." She started the engine, and made the bike vroom a few times before finally moving. I quickly tighten my hands around her waist and shut my eyes as a reflex. I slowly open them when I realised im safe. I look up to see Catra, focused on the road. She looked so pretty.

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