[jonas]
I want to hug Danielle. I want to hug Danielle. But would she let me?, I think.
Without thinking, I wrap my arms around her. She tenses for a second, then relaxes. She wraps her little arms around me and snuggles closer.
She fits so perfectly in my arms. Her head slips into the crook of my neck just so perfectly, and her head rests on my chest at the right place. Her hug just feels natural--homey. It feels like a safety blanket that you had when you were 5 and scared of the dark. Its just so comforting and relaxing.
Danielle releases me, then picks up her pack of sticky notes again.
I really needed that. Thanks, she wrote.
"No problem, it was nice to hug someone who wasn't my mom," I say.
She laughs, then winces. A worried look clouds my face as she closes her eyes in pain. felt a sharp pain in my stomach. It must be the aftermath of William's punch.
She must have noticed my worried look, because she tries to dismiss it and pretend like it didn't happen.
She writes something on a sticky note then hand it to me. I'm fine. My stomach is just hurting. Its nothing too serious.
I give Danielle a 'you're-fucking-lying-and-I-know-you-are' look. Grabbing her owrist, I try to drag her to the nearest bathroom. The only problem? I have no idea where the bathroom is.
"Um... Dani? Where is the bathroom?" I ask.
She smiles a small smile, pointing to the right. I open the door, then lock it behind us.
I put her in front of a large sink, lifting her up on top of it by the waist. I locate the closet, open it, and search for a first aid kit. I put the kit beside her, grabbing a bottle of rubbing alcohol and a cotton ball. I look up at her, into her eyes, asking for permission. Nodding, she lifts up the hem of her shirt. On her stomach is a large purple--almost black--bruise with speckles of blood all around it. I gasp, then place the soaked cotton ball on the blood. She winces in pain. When all the blood is cleaned off, I throw the dirty cotton ball into a trashcan not to far away. Rummaging through the kit again, I look for gauze. I begin wrapping it around her stomach, then tape it with some white medical tape.
She smiles at me, as if to say, "thank you."
I just smile back at her.
I put everything back into the kit and place it back into the closet. When I turned around, she sneaks up behind and hugs me.
I wrap my arms around her like last time, and Danielle leans into my chest, blushing. I haven't seen Danielle blush, so I feel as if I'm appreciated.
"Are you okay?" I ask. She doesn't say anything, but leads me out of the bathroom and back to her bedroom.
She writes down something on another note.
I'm fine, but do you want to stay for dinner, maybe work on some homework?, the note says.
"I would love to, Dani," I reply, "but are you sure you're okay; nothing hurts?"
She nods and leads me out of her cozy room, to a kitchen filled with amazing looking food, and a happy go lucky family.
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