Golden Boy

You

      You make me smile when I thought was never possible. You make me forget about all the hurt that has scarred my heart. You make my heart sing when I thought it's voice was lost forever. But will I ever make you feel that way.

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      My head was spinning, I felt like there was a giant bump on my head but when I tried to move my hand it wouldn't budge. I didn't have any strength to move any muscle. I was scared I don't remember what happened or where I was.

     "You're finally awake," I heard a voice in the corner of the room which caused me to snap my eyes in that direction.

    "W-What are you doing here, where am I,  what happened?" I studdered not really knowing if I wanted to know any of those answers. Did he drug me?

     "Woah slow down there," he looked at me with a small smile but once he noticed that I wasn't in the mood for jokes he quickly dropped his smile. "Yeah sorry just trying to lighten the mood."

    Just a couple days ago you pushed me to the ground and your gonna lighten the mood. Oh wait I don't ever say what's on my mind.

    "I took you to my hotel-"

     "Wait why please tell me you didn't do anything how could you be so selfish," I sat up on the couch and stared at him wide eyed.

    "If you would let me finish and stop jumping to conclusions you would hear what happened," he rolled his eyes before taking a seat on the couch right next to me.

    "Sorry," I mumbled, I always had the problem of assuming things before even knowing what happened. I had done the same thing with Seth.

     "I was heading to the athletic training room to apologise for pushing you... by the way I'm sorry for that I didn't mean to. Once I was there you were on the floor and Kevin was hovering over you.... He beat you and I wasn't gonna let it stand so I put that bastard in his place and I took you here because I don't think it's safe by yourself," he told me.

      I could feel my whole body shaking I looked down at my arms to see bruises decorating them. That bump on my head... That was from Kevin. Tears began to roll down my cheeks. I burried my face into my hands slowly weeping into them. Why does all the  bad shit in the world happen to me?

    A hand cautiously made its way to my shoulder, still scared of what I just heard I flinched which only made Dean pull my head to his chest.

    "Trust me I will never hurt you," he reassured me as he ran his fingers gently through my matted hair. Should I believe him or would he just turn out like every other guy?

     I closed my eyes choosing to trust him only because my heart is not strong enough to push his comfort away...... yet. He continued to rub my head and I let him it was very soothing and that's what I need right now.

     "Look I'm sorry for what I did," he said lifting my head up from his chest so I could look him in the eyes. "It's just that most of the girls I've ever cared for end up using me in the end."

      What, is it possible that Dean knows exactly how I feel? I looked at him and his eyes really gave it away that he meant what he said. It's just... should I trust him, how do I know he won't be like the last? I guess you never really know until you've tried its just... I'm so tired of getting hurt. "Dean... it's fine." I said hoping I won't regret my decision.