Chapter seventeen - trauma

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CHAPTER TW:
MENTION OF PHYSICAL ABUSE, SEXUAL ABUSE AND EMOTIONAL NEGLECT. ( not detailed or shown, just talked about!! )

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IM LITERALLY SO HAPPY.

YOU 😭 TALKED 😭 ABOUT 😭 MY 😭 FIC 😭 TO 😭 YOUR 😭 BEST 😭 FRIEND. 😭 ILYSM. You have no idea how much that means to me.

What did you say about it???? HEHE I'D LOVE TO KNOW !!!

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What did you say about it???? HEHE I'D LOVE TO KNOW !!!

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"Want to know something funny?" Sapnap said, suddenly. I opened my eyes, looking up at him. "You know how you keep jumping from one friend group to another?" I nodded, kind of shamed that it was that obvious. "Well, I've been waiting. Waiting for you to join our group, because it was bound to happen eventually, especially because we've known each other for that long. I mean, I'd assume you're more comfortable with us then the newish friendgroups where you nearly don't know anyone." Sapnap explained.

I sat up, turning my whole body so I'm completely facing him.
"You've been waiting for me?"
"We all have." Sapnap continued, smiling at me. "You, we've got. Now it just takes Jack and Niki to join us too, and then we'll officially be the whole kindergarten group." he beamed. "Niki and Jack still jump from one group to another, so like I said, it's bound to happen."
I laughed, nodding in agreement.
"Probably!" I half joked.

Another minute of comfortable silence, both of us leaned against the tree.

"Sap..." I started, not knowing if this was an appropriate topic. He turned to me, signaling that he was listening. "What...happened? Why do you have...you know," I paused for a minute, afraid that I might completely overstep his boundaries. "Fear of touch? You don't have to answer, obviously! Just tell me to fuck off and I won't press the topic further, I promise." I added. He smiled, softly.
"It's okay." He said, gesturing for me to lay back down on him, so i did.
"I developed haphephobia at the age of ten. It happened because at home, my father would do...well, the things you'd expect if this was the outcome." He gestured to himself. He took a deep breath, closing his eyes. "Hit me," he continued, "hit me absolutely everywhere, take advantage of me at least once every day. I was considered lucky if I got away once a week. He did that so often, both of those things, that I had to be taken to the hospital by my mother multiple times."

God how I wished I could've grabbed his hand and held it.
"Holy fuck, sap." I said instead, softly. "Is there anything I can do to make you feel better? Or safer?" I asked. He chuckled softly.
"No, it's okay, Karl. I promise." He answered, playing with my hair. "Mine isn't as bad as others. It's mangeable." I sighed, and nodded.
"Promise me one thing, Sapnap."
He made eye contact with me, nodding for me to continue. "Promise me, if there's ever anything I can do, absolutely anything, you let me know. Okay?" He smiled again.
"I promise." He stated.

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505 words !! :) rather short, but I hope you enjoyed!! :))

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