You're all I need ~ Dimo

Chapter 6

Damon Heta's Point of View

2nd November 2023

TW: Swearwords

I made a semi-final today in the last Players Championship of the year. And I'm not even mad about losing that one, Jim needs it, he deserved it. Jim Williams is one of my closest friends, and he really needed to win some matches, I think him making the final is pretty good, so I'm happy for him. Chizzy was the other who was in the final, but since the semis had just ended, they both needed a break. I was in the bathroom with Jim, just wanting to boost his confidence a bit, by congratulating him. "I can't believe you actually beat me!" I said with a congratulating laugh. "Imagine if you win!" I said trying to give him the lack of confidence that he has have. "I'm not going to, you know that." he said as I washed his hands. "You could." I said patting his back. Just as he bit his lip, I remembered his boundary. Shit. I forgot. He hates when people touches his back. Come to think about it, why his back? Now I want to find out why. I noticed the pain in his eyes, although it was hardly visible. "Sorry... I forgot." I said feeling pretty guilty about crossing a boundary. "Why is it you hate physical touch so much?" I asked honestly being very intereseted. He looked hesitant about telling me, probably not wanting to tell anyone about it. "I can't tell you." he said while grabbing the sink tightly. "Jim, I'm your friend... you can tell me, that's what friends are for." I said trying my best to convince him to tell me. He honestly looked like he wanted to tell me, but at the same time not feeling that comfortable about doing it. "At least tell me something, and then you can tell me the rest another day." I said still doing my best to change his mind. He turned and looked at me. "I'll tell you the more detailed version another time, so let's make it simple." he said. He sighed loudly. "When I was young, I was targetted by a group of very violent people." he started to say. He looked like he was was trying to find the right words about what to say next, and I wasn't planning to interrupt that. "One day they managed to capture me, they tied me up and beat me. Tortured me as much as they wanted, and burned my back, that's why." he explained. I felt absolutely  disgusted by what I had just heard. How could anyone ever do such a thing to a nice guy like him? Why would anyone want to hurt him? He's litterally one of the nicest guys in the whole wide world. I was trying to get words out, but I just felt so stunned, so shocked. "Are you okay?" I asked feeling absolutely horrible for him. "It's 20 years ago Damon, I'm fine thank you." he said looking away from me again. There was silence for a few minutes before I spoke up again. "Hey Jim..." I said. "Yeah?" he asked still facing away from me. "Can I see that scar?" I asked, wanting to just know, how bad it was. "Go ahead." he said, pointing to his back. I stepped closer and pulled up his shirt a bit, revealing the scar he had talked about just before. I gagged, I felt sick from even looking at it. It's fucking huge, how can he talk about it as if nothing happened. How can he act like he's fine? I stared at the big scar which was burned into his skin, for maybe just around a minute, and then I pulled his shirt back down. I stepped away and he turned back to look at me. "Sorry for asking." I said feeling a bit guilty and disgusted. "It's fine, but promise you won't tell anyone." he said. "I promise." I said giving him a little nervous smile. I'm going to try not to tell anyone, but if this makes me feel really bad, I might have to tell Dimi about it.