lights out ▻ justin foley

1 - battle scars

lilliana

"lilliana, are you able to make it this thursday for tigers' match?" angel asks as i nodded, "yeah why would i not?"

she smiled as she walked away and i strolled towards my locker and stuffed all my books in and i smiled as i saw all the photos of me and my best friend, jessica. she was literally my best friend and we would always go to monet's after school for some hot chocolate. i finally found someone who shared the same interests as me, hot chocolate on a sunny day.

"hey girl, whats up?" jess said as she popped up beside me and i pretend to get the shock of my life.

"is the only one and only jessica davis talking to me?" i gasped as we both giggle and i shut my locker and slung my bag over my shoulder.

"monet's?" she asked as i gasped, "i'm shocked you even have to ask!"

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"hey beautiful," bryce winked and wanted to smack my ass but i turned before he could and i rolled my eyes.

"touch me again, and i'll beat you up," i growled harshly as i stepped towards him and grabbed his hand and twist it as he fell to the ground groaning.

"fuck you lilliana," he shouted in anger as i smirked, "no thank you bryce, you're not my type."

zach and justin laughed as bryce glared at them and they immediately stopped and i saw on justin's arm there were bruises and i immediately thought of my own bruises. he noticed me looking at his wrists that had run hand marks on it and he stuffed his hands in his pockets and as soon as bryce walked away, i ran up to justin.

"hey i have those too," i told him as i lifted my skirt up a little and he saw the bruises i get from my mom.

he gasped and i covered his mouth with my hand and he licked my hand as i squirmed. "ew, foley, can you not," i groaned as he chuckled and i wiped my hand on his yellow and blue liberty high varsity jacket and we joked all the way till outside.

"let's escape this hell-hole," he suggested as i grinned and we hopped into my matte black car as we drove off and at the gate i lied about me being justin's sis and he was not feeling well so i had to bring him home.

we immediately zoomed off before anyone suspected anything and i drove us to rosie's diner and we sat down.

"how'd you get those?" i ask as i gestured to the bruises on his wrists as he looked down and explained. "my mom has a boyfriend and he's abusive and he abuses me," he said as my hands traced those bruises as he looked up with tears in his eyes as i stood up and slid into the booth beside him and i hugged him as he sobbed into my shoulder and i stroked his back.

"hey what would you like?" the waiter asked as i looked up at him and justin looked away and dried his tears. "um two chocolate milkshakes and a burger, thank you." i said as he smiled and walked off as justin waved to my thighs and i shrugged, "same as you i guess but this time it's my mother."

"hey we're gonna be alright," i told him and grabbed his hand as i grinned at him and when he served the food, i passed justin the burger as he cocked an eyebrow at me. "eat up, idiot," i giggled as he chuckled.

we spent the whole day in rosie's knowing each other.

"my dad and mom are divorced and my mom abuses me but my dad buys me loads of stuff like my car to try and make up for the damage my mom caused but i don't think it's working," i explained as he scoffed. "my mom sit there and watch me being abused," he looked down and i stroked his back and gave him a sympathetic smile.

"justin we'll be alright, trust me," i said as he smiled and nodded.

"wanna spend the night in my rented home? without my mom," i said as he chuckled and nodded. "i just needa grab some bits from home," i nodded and drove him to his small house and as soon as he opened the door, the pungent smell of smoke hit me and i choked a little. he mouthed a sorry as he ran into his room and stuffed a few pieces here and there into a duffel bag and he rushed back out.

"hey, where you going," an aggressive male voice booms as justin clenched his jaw and turned around. "staying over at my friends house, is there a problem?" he asked as the guy stood up and pushed justin. "watch out kid, don't talk to me in that tone," he said as i ran in and pushed him back. "hey you asshole, touch him again and watch out i'll call the police," i threatened as he clenched his fist and almost punched me but justin grabbed his hand and pushed him back and his mom gasped i grabbed justin's bag and we ran together into my car as i sped off and justin cheered loudly.

"thanks for what you did back there and don't do that again please," he begged as i giggled and he rolled his eyes. "what's so funny?" he groaned as i chuckled, "how worried you get."

he groaned as we sped off to my apartment and i showed him the guest room as he looked around in awe. "woah are you rich or something," he said as i chuckled. "my dad is but not me," i replied as he put his duffel bag down.

this day had been so eventful but i feel like i've made a friend deeper than the rest.

someone who can connect on our battle scars.