𝐒𝐈𝐗 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑, chris sturniolo

𝟎𝟎𝟔, point of view.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐈𝐑𝐃 call Chris got from malia surprised him actually, and then he didn't think twice, he told Matt to take the car and go to the address that she told him. He didn't told his brother his best friend was in trouble and she called him for help, and didn't ask Matt to help her with her own problem, but his brother.

Matt did whatever Chris asked from him, why? Because Chris was the dramatic type of guy that always makimb sure everyone doing whatever he said, and Matt hated it, he hated to see him panic over something stupid, for the sake of his own self control.

The way to this little bus station was quiet and weird, Chris was talkative, and Matt was the one who was yelling at him to stop. But it's like Chris got a punch in his mind and got a whole new attitude, which was weird for his older brother.

Matt was quiet and Chris was focus on the road, no music, no yapping, just a nervous Chris.

"Can I come with you?" Matt asked when he opened the keys of the car and for Chris to get out. "I'm just taking something from my friend, wait here." Chris said back, closing the door. "Why? I can come with you, we have the same friends." Matt smirked at his brother. "Matt, just stay here for a moment." Chris interrupted him and get out of the car, Matt stopped the car and sat comfortably in his driver seat, opening his phone while Chris is out there, doing whatever he needs.

Chris got closer to the bus station to see a girl with a brown hair, short pyjamas pants and a undershirt on her body, her hair was pulled to a ponytail and she sat with her hands by her side and her lags shaking, looking at the park next to her.

"Malia?" Chris said, getting closer and closer. Malia turned around to him, staring at him with a shocked and cold look. She felt like she is freezing, it's was a cold night, and Chris was confused by the way she looked and sat outside in this weather. "Hey.." she muttered. "What are you doing here, it's so cold." Chris sat down on the bench besides her. "Oh, I-" she had no excuse, but telling him her father punch her wasn't a smart move.

"I- I was with some friends." She smiled. "Who?" Chris frowned at her, he never heard of another friends expect this group. "Sophia's friends." She replied, Chris nodded and ran his fingers through his hair. "Yeah, she was with them for a few and then she went back home and I stayed." She lied, why are you lying? He can help you.

"why did you stayed?" He asked, Chris felt so awkward, he never spoke with her like that, he always was fighting, making her feel uncomfortable or even weird next to him, and this time, he came, because she asked for help.

"I- I don't know." She whispered, she looked aside to see if someone is here, but no one was near them. When Chris looked at her, he saw those marks again, but this time they're were bright and red, like she almost choked to death.