Cuts, bruises, and broken hearts

chapter eight

Jonah's POV

"Hey shorty," I called as I approached Hannah.

"Can I help you Jonah?" She asked in a rude voice.

It kinda hurt when she used that tone. What the fuck is wrong with me? You don't love someone you bully. You just don't.

"Chill the fuck out Han. I just said hi okay? If you could stop being a bitch for literally two seconds maybe you could get a god damn friend!" I snapped.

I regretted the words as soon as they left my mouth. I just couldn't have feelings for her. I couldn't get hurt again.

"Okay Jonah. I get it. I hate you, you hate me. Stop fucking tormenting me. I go through enough at home I don't need this shit from you too!" She yelled at me.

She hates me? Ouch. Wait. What she goes through at home? The bruise.. the crying.. pushing everyone away.. I understand now. She's abused.

I looked up to find Hannah with her hand over her mouth. There was no way in hell she meant to tell me that.

She began to run down the hallway while I was still processing what had just happened. Holy shit.

"Hannah wait!" I called as I ran after the girl I bully.

"What Jonah?" She yelled as she spun around to face me

"I'm sorry Han. I had no idea. I still have no idea what you go through at home. I'm sorry for everything I've put you through. You didn't deserve any of this." I told her, meaning every word.

She looked like she was at war with herself. I only wish I knew what was going on in that pretty head of hers. God, I just want to hug her and tell her everything will be okay.

"Thanks Jonah. That means a lot. Now I've gotta get home before I'm late." She told me as she turned around and began running away from me once again.

"Let me drive you?" I sort of questioned.

Her mother will probably hurt her more if she's late and that's the last thing I want.

"Fine." She replied and walked to my car.

I opened the door for her and she climbed in.

I got in the driver side and glanced at her. She was pushed up against the door, putting as much space between us as possible.

I carefully reached over and put my hand on her thigh. Shockingly, she didn't move.

"Do you want to talk about all this?" I asked, secretly hoping she would.

"I would but you know too much already. I let you see anything else that goes on behind closed doors or I might do something stupid like fall in love with you." She replied with a small laugh.

She might fall in love with me? That'd be a dream come true.