Hidden Pain...

What are those Bruises?

Friday 19th March.

7am.

Yawning i climbed out of bed and slipped on my dressing gown and slippers on. I grabbed out my phone. I had a text...It read:

' Hi.meet you today at the train station  at 11! :-)See  you there. -Mark <3'

I giggled to myself as i read out the text silently. I was going to go to the library today damn. Oh well, these things happen. 

8am.

I checked my watch I'd just wasted an hour lounging about in this small room! I got dressed and went down to breakfast. Breakfast was much better than dinner last night. I got 2 slithers of bacon, a poached egg and some beans. Mr Jenkins does like his beans..

9am.

I have been repeatedly checking my watch this morning, 2hours to go..I don't think i can wait that long..There is a feeling that has taken over me. When I'm with Mark I forget about all the things I get worried about. I can be me, the old me. The me when i had nothing to worry about. I didn't have a step mum. I didn't have a Dad that ran away. I didn't have any bullies at school. I was just me, Normal, Fun to be around, care free, no strings attatched..me. I liked it this way...I wanted it to be like this..The way it used to be!

11am. 

Here I am waiting again. Panic Struck through my heart when I gazed at my phone and the time dramatically changed from 11:00am to 11:01am. I looked around hoping that I had missed him and he was actually waiting for me somewhere else. I scanned everywhere but there was no sign.. I put my hoodie up and sighed..two more minuets had passed. The feeling of rejection hit me. I put my head down and stood up straight. Just as i did so a big black car pulled up in front of me. I thought nothing of this so carried on walking. The cars window was being pulled down..

"HEY it's Mark!" I heard.

My face lit up in delight as i turned round.

"heyyy!!!" I screamed running over to the car.

"Hey, this is my dad." Mark said as the front window opened to reveal a tall man. He had similar features as Mark. You could tell were Mark gets his looks from.

"Hello, so you're this girl Mark has been talking about then?" The man said.

"Well I guess soo..." I replied not really knowing what to reply to that.

 "Get in the back." Marks father replied.

I walked around the car and pulled the door open. The car smelt new. I love the smell of new cars. I slid accross the leather seats and pulled the seat belt over my body.

"Hey Mark" I said smiling. 

11:30.

I was begining to get worried where we were going. We'd been in the car for half an hour. 

"Where are we going?" I asked Mark.

"oh just somewhere." He said.

I realized he was staring at my arm. I looked down to see what he was looking at. I had left the sleve of my hoodie folded up, It had reveiled the purple marks on my skin.

"What are those bruises" He asked. "they look nasty"

"oh nothing." I said hastily as i pulled my hoodie down.

"no, tell me. It's obviously something! You can trust me."

I debated wether to tell him or not. I couldn't. He would think i was attention seeking! I don't want that! I want to be myself around him.