"Sorry!"
I turn to see a pile of books tumble to the ground, an innocent and apologetic smile on the familiar blondes face.
Along with something else.
A dark purple and blue bruise surrounding his eye and it contrasts beautifully against his pale skin and blonde hair. A bruise shouldn't look beautiful, especially the back story.
I was right to worry when the boy didn't turn up.
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Eccedentesiast||Lashton AU
FanficEccedentesiast (n.) Someone who fakes a smile, when all they want to do is cry, disappear and/or die. Short chapters Warning Depression Abuse Drug use Alcoholism Sexual assault ©imagining5soss
