-Switch from 1st pov to 2nd-
I'm in the kitchen making dinner with Darry. I'm washing off a plate to use and I roll up my sleeve thinking the makeup I put on over it would cover it. Everyone's here,
Soda, Pony.( Of course,)Steve ,Two-bit,Johnny and Dally.
Dally comes over laughing and looks down to grab a cup to wash but I guess the soap and water washed it off.
He goes over them with his thumb looking confused. I look down to see what he's doing and realize. We both look up at each other. "What is that?" "It's nothing, I gotta use the bathroom" You shut the door and start to panick. I told Darry I was getting better and he's been thinking I've been clean for 3 monthes.
Later on that night around 10 when everyone's in their rooms and Two bit, Dally and Johnny went home Darry come's into our room.
I'm reading but I can clearly see his tall figure standing over it. "You wanna talk to me about what that was on your arm earlier?" "What are you my daddy now?" "Y/N, I thought you were getting better?" "Yeah well you thought wrong" I muffle under my breathe but he heard.
He sits on the bed and puts his hand on my thigh. "You know I'm here for you, You said communication is what keeps relationships strong didn't you and now your the one not communicating"
"I just, I don't wanna talk about it. My parents and school is stressing me out and I've had so much anger I don't know how else to take it out" "Can I see?" "Don't get mad" Your voice trembles.
"I'm not gonna get mad baby, Let me see" He rolls up my sleeve. "God.... I want you to know I will never look at you differently okay, We need to get you help. Will you let me help you baby girl?"
You nodd crying and he wraps his arms around you. hugging you,
"I just wanna stop hurting" You cry into his chest. "I know Doll, I know. But I promise know that I know everything will start to get better. This is just the beginning"
