I know that she acts tough and like she's got it all good but I can see her eyes, she's tired, but not like *Jazzys voice-over* "ugh, it's too early for this ", no more like "I'll help so many people and when I need help no one's there"
She's got so much to deal with, and all I ever want for her is to be happy, real happy. Welp before we start, I better introduce myself. I'm Dax, or as jazzy calls me, fuzz face *he smiles*. I'm just a boy in love with a girl whose in love with a prick, but I can't tell her that, so because she's my best friend I pretend not to see the bruises on her face, I believe her when she says *voiceover* "I just fell off a chair, you know me , I'm clumsy, or " I walked into a door" *tears up* I get scared to hug her, even touch her sometimes , because I don't know if it'll be her rib again, but I know one day she'll end up in the hospital or*gulps* dead. *smiles* here she comes, don't tell her we had this talk
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Teen Fiction*Daxs POV* I see her everyday, with her headphones on and I can't help but wanna hug her, this girl is hurt but Won't let anyone know, everyone at the school sees her as this tough strong, nothing hurts her type of girl, but very few know what...
