Canadian Kisses

Day 5 ~ That Has Got to Hurt

AN: I'm so sorry. I have not upadted in like seventeen days. I have so many things to take care of. I ahve to take care of my blog, school work, dance, gym, I have an upcoming novel and so many things that I had to sort out. So that is why I haven't updated. I will mke sure to post chapters more often because I love my supporters.

xoxo

Daniella

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Braylon.

Reign came home with flowers in her hand. I was nothing but worried. I don't get why her parents woud let her go out with a wound that clearly hasn't healed. Although I was worried, I couldn't help but smile when she came in with a big grin on her face and snow on her hair. She looked like an angel, too bad I can't really know what's going on in her mind.

"I was worried about you." I say giving her a hug as she walks in.

"B-Braylon, ow!. My stomach." She whimpers.

I immediatley let go of her and frown. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hug you so hard. Its just that, when your parents said that you went out to collect flowers...I got worried. Sorry."

She chuckles and turns to walk to the kitchen island. Reign sets the flowers on the counter top and faces me again. A half-sided loop smile plastered across her face. Sometimes I really can't tell if she's faking her smile or she genuinely means it, but I think she means it.

"It's okay, i'm sorry for worrying you," she says "My mum said it would help me heal if I went out. To be honest, I really didn't want to go out. I would have much rather stayed home and wait for you to come see me."

I nod smiling. Unexpectedly she grabs my hand and leads me up the stairs. I wouldn't be lying if I said I didn't want to know what she was thinking. I want to know every single thought in Reign's head. From her darkest secrets to her most embrassing stories. Maybe then I would be able to help her.

Why do I want to help her?. It's not like she's my only friend, I've got tons of friends. So, why Reign. I shrug off the thought as we enter her room. Reign flounces on her bed and pats the side next to her for me to have a seat. I plop on her bed, making her bounce up a bit. She cracked up laughing and I couldn't help but laugh too. Soon her laughing turned into whimpering.

"Are you okay?." I ask stopping the flounce of the bed.

"Y-Yes." She stutters clutching the side of her stomach.

"Can I see your wound?," I immediately regretted saying that, she thinks of me as a player. She wouldn't let me get that close.

"Sure, just don't touch. It would hurt." she sighs.

I watch as she lifts up the sides of her shirt, Making sure to stop at her chest. She lifts the side of her patch and reveals a red line mark of stiches. The unusual thing is....there's more marks and blood stains coming from a side that the knife never touched. No.

"Reign...don't tell me that this is true." I crouch on my knees placing a hand on the patch on her stomach. I look her in the eye. Just to make sure... "Please tell me you're not cutting yourself. Please."