I would like to be your friend

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Emile's: POV

-Flashback-

September 10th 1989: London

I was sitting on a swing and was in my own thoughts. My cheek had stopped burning, but it was still red. My body hurt too. I hate my dad so much. I looked up and saw a boy. He sat down next to me and smiled.

 He sat down next to me and smiled

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"Hey." he said. "Hey." I replied. "What's your name?" he asked. "Emile Lavigne." I said. "Nice to meet you, I'm David Miller." he replied and I smiled.

"Your cheek is red." said David. "Can you keep a secret?" I asked and he nodded his head. "My father sexually abuses me." I said. "I'm so sorry to hear that." replied David.

"I would like to be your friend." he said. "Me too." I replied. "Great." he said and I smiled again. "But my smile faded when I looked at my watch. "I have to go home now." I said and stood up. "Okay, take care of yourself." replied David. "I promise." I said and went home. I had a worried lump in my stomach.

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I went up to my room and Jack watched a movie. I sat down next to him and ruffled his hair. Then I noticed that he had bruises on his neck and arms. I put my arm around him and he sobbed quietly. I comforted him. The door opened downstaris. I covered my brother's ears. But I heard the screams from mom when dad hit her. I hugged my brother and his body shook of fear.

"I'm here, I'll always be here for you." I whispered. "Don't leave me Emile." said Jack and hugged me. "I'll never leave you." I replied and hugged him back.

-End of the flashback-

Emile and Jack didn't have a good childhood.

I hope you liked the chapter.


~CharlieGlambert~

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