Secret

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Author note:Uuuh.. it wasn't planned to be this but there's self harm in this chapter.

His house was small but warm and welcoming.I told him to take a shower and I was gonna make a soup.The kitchen was a bit messy but I found all I needed.I put some hot soup in a bowl with a spoon,some bread and I brought it in his room.It was really clean but original.There were star on the ceiling , black and white vintage  postcards everywhere on the walls and paper butterfly at some place.Seem like he is an artist.When i entered the room I saw him on his bed trying to put a bandage on his arm." oh- did you you hurt yourself?Are you fine?"he quickly raised his head to see me and rolled down his sleeve to cover his arm."I'm fine." He said annoyed."Let me take a look." I sat down on the bed,close enough to him."NO,DONT!" " ...what wrong scara?" I said." nothing! Just...leave me alone."I looked at him with a really confused face,he never acted like this with me before.Why now?Why this reaction?I wanna know... without realizing I pinned him on the bed " he-hey stop it!"and rolled up his two sleeves to see... fresh cuts,some still bleeding.Of course he was moaning a little bit of pain but he could only blame himself.I was angry." Scaramouche...do you cut yourself?" I said on a mad but calm way."...yes.Anyway nobody care about it and.."" I DO!""...Nobody should""... why?Why you do that?"" ...because I think I deserved it.""but you did nothing wrong!!" " Are you sure about what you say?" I looked at him scared,nervous,angry,sad.I mean,what could he have done that bad?

I'm really really sorry it's very short but the next chapter is probably gonna be longer!Thank you to all those who read my story,it mean a lot to me!

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