Barry and Nova

Nova Part 3

"Where are we going?" I asked while following Barry. He was super cute. He was about my height I was a little bit taller maybe an inch. He had brown hair and beautiful brown eyes. He was wearing a beanie and he looked even cuter. He seemed genuinely concerned about me, which is super new to me. He has me by the arm walking through the hallway. "Shhh." He says and you can see him smirking. "It's a secret." He says still smirking. We reach a door that leads to the roof of our school. He picks the lock, looks down both sides of the hallway, opens the door, and drags me up the stairs closing the door behind us. Once, we reach the top of the stairs he opens another door. He grins from ear to ear. His smile is amazing. He looks even cuter when he smiles. "This is my top secret space and you must keep it that way. Promise me that Nova. Please." He extends his pinkie & I interlock my pinkie with his "I promise Barry." I give a tiny smile. My sleeve slides down slightly to my horror and you can see my scars. "Great! Just great! Just my luck!" I scream at myself in my mind. He glances at my wrist. He grabs my arm and pulls the sleeve all the way to my elbow. He looks at me angrily. "Nova! What the heck is all this!" He yells at me. "Scars..." I say looking at my black converse. Great a guy I find super attractive now knows I cut and I cut a lot and really deep. He looks at me really hurt like, which I don't I understand at all. He drags me outside and we sit at a picnic table. He's still looking at my wrist. "Nova...?" He says looking at the ground. Great he can't even look at me. "Yes?" I reply. "Why did you do this?" He says. "Sometimes... I can't... deal with the abuse... anymore... it all becomes too much and then I realize... everyone's life would be better without me." I say looking at the ground. I know he's looking at me now. I saw his head shoot up when I said the last thing. "No it would not Nova! That's not true at all!" He says looking at me. I see the disapproving expression he has covering his face. His eyes are full of it when I turn and I look at him. It truly pained me to look at him.