Me and Hayley sneak out for a pee break.After queuing up for a good fifteen minutes for the loo's,me and Hayley finally arrive at the front.She let's me go first.I hurry in the bathroom,I've been holding this wee for a long time but I don't want to miss any of the songs.Luckily the toilets have speakers that play the stage music out loud.
I make my way out of the cubicle and wash my hands.Surprisingly my makeup is all intact,I re-apply my lipgloss and fix my unruly hair.I look over and watch Hayley open her mouth like a gold fish to apply her lipstick.My eyes trail down to her arms and I notice 3 purple bruises on the inside of her right wrist.
I suck in a breath and force myself to tare my eyes away from looking at her wrists.What do I do?Should I ask her what they are from?Early when I asked her about Dexter she hesitated to give me an answer.
"Ready?" She questions
"Huh?" My eyes snap to look at her
"Shall we head back in there?" She asks
"Oh yeah sure" I reply and we exit the toilets.
I bite my lip as my head fights with me.Do I ask her?Don't I?
Fuck it
"H?" I ask,that's my nickname for her by the way
"Mmm?" She hums
"What's are those bruises on your wrists?" I ask
She looks down at the floor and gulps for a moment before pulling her jacket sleeves down to cover them.
"Nothing,I just bashed my arm that's all" She mentions,being sure not to make eye contact with me.
"Hayley?" I press
"They're nothing,just leave it" She sternly asks
"Hayley has Dexter hurt you?" I question
She doesn't reply
"Hayley" I snap
"What?" She growls
"Has Dexter hurt you?" I repeat
"Just drop it" She asks
"Just tell me Hayley,I promise I won't say anything.I just want to know you're fine" I explain
"YES,YES HE DID.DEXTER HIT ME OKAY.DO YOU FEEL BETTER NOW?" She yells,many faces lay eyes on us.
I don't really know what to reply to that,I've never see her so angry.
"Fuck off will ya?" I ask to the people watching us
She then breaks down into tears,I welcome her with open arms and hold her tightly as I sway to the music in the concert and rock back and forth with her.She sings along with me as she sobs,the words coming out all muffled.
I wipe the tears from her face and wipe the mascara streaming down her face.
"Do you wanna stay at mine tonight" I offer
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Teen FictionWARNING THIS STORY HAS SEXUAL SCENES,VIOLENCE & STRONG LANGUAGE Ronnie seems to have her life cut out and bad boy boyfriend who she depends on.Her boyfriend Luke has had a rough past but so has everyone.He drags her into his trouble and she's with h...
