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Originally published: July 2, 2017

Connor's POV

There was water all around me. I could feel it slowly seeping into my lungs. I couldn't breathe and I didn't try to fight back against the water to get to the surface. I knew I wouldn't be able to make it there. I was fine with that though.

My body would sink the the depths of this watery hell. And I would finally be free. Free from my father's abuse, Elliot's beatings, everything. Just I felt the last of my consciousness slip away I felt a set of arms wrap around me from behind. I leaned into them. "Connor..." they softly called.

I slowly opened my eyes and realized I was in someone's bedroom. I looked down and saw a pair of arms wrapped around my chest. I was sitting between someone's legs. I turned to see who the person was.

"You're awake. Good." I faced Jasper as he gave me a warm smile. "Yeah..." we sat like that for a while and then we realized how close our faces were. We both blushed and moved away from each other quickly.

"So are you hungry?" He asked as he stood up. "A little." I say quietly. "I'll go make you something. You can go take a shower if you want. The bathroom is right across from my room. All the towels are on the shelf in there." I just nodded. He bit his bottom
lip and looked at the ground. "Are you feeling okay?"
I shrugged. "I guess." I stood and felt a surge of pain shoot through me. I cringe and sit back down. "Connor-" "I'm fine." I get up, ignoring the pain, and made my way towards the door.

"Are you sure?" He asked right before I opened the door. I nod. I open the door and go across the hall into the bathroom.

I shut the door and lock it before making my way over to the shower. I turned the water on and waited for it to heat up while I undressed. I looked in the mirror and saw all the scars and bruises I had received last night. I run my fingertips over one on my chest and flinch at the pain I felt. I turn away from my reflection quickly before I could break down in tears.

I went over to the shower and climbed in letting the water just roll down my body. I felt slight stinging pain but did my best to ignore it. I bathed and got out. I grabbed at a towel and dried off then realized. I didn't have any clothes. I groan.

I open the bathroom door and call out to Jasper. "Jasper!" I wait for a response. "Yeah?" He says. "Do you have any clothes I can borrow?"
"Um I'll have to see. Just go to my room and I'll be right there in a second." "Alright." I wrapped the towel around my waist and walked back to his bedroom.

I sat on the bed and waited. Not too long later Jasper came in with some clothes. "These are my older brother's clothes. He just went to college this year so you an use them. " he handed me the clothes. "Thanks."

"No problem." He gave me a warm smile. We sat awkwardly for a moment. "O-Oh, I should go finish breakfast. Come downstairs when your dressed." He blushed and quickly left the room. I smile to myself as I watched him leave.

I got dressed and made my way downstairs. He was in the kitchen and had plates full of different breakfast foods on the island. "That's a lot of food." I chuckle lightly. "W-well I didn't know what you liked so I kinda made a lot." He blushed again.

"Well it's a good thing I'm really hungry." I smile before sitting down and digging into some pancakes. Jasper sat down next to me and did the same except he ate some waffles.

After a while of eating and a long conversation about random things we had eaten most of the food. "Oh my god I'm so full." I leaned back in my chair and placed a hand on my stomach. "Same here." Jasper sighed.

I got up from the island. "I can help you clean the dishes if you want."
"Uh no you don't have to. I'll be fine cleaning them on my own."
"But you did all the work in cooking everything it would be rude to just let you clean by yourself."

"You sure you want to help?"
I nod. "Okay." We began to pick up dishes and make our way over to the sink. We washed the dishes and put them back in their correct places.

"Thanks for the help." Jasper smiled softly. "No problem." I smile back. I look over to the oven on the other side of the kitchen that showed the time and saw that it was already 12 in the afternoon. "Oh I have to go."

Jasper frowned. "Do you?" I nod. "I'm sorry. I had fun and enjoyed the breakfast but I didn't go home all night and no one knows where I am so..." Jasper pouts. "But I don't want you to go."
"I don't want to go either but I have to." We walked back up to his room where I got my things. "Well maybe you could come back and we could hang out again sometime?" He asked fidgeting with his fingers.

"Of course, I'd love to." I smile. He smiles brightly. "Great!" He kisses my cheek. He blushes and covers his face. "I'm sorry." I chuckle. He's so cute. I take his hands down. "It's fine."
"Really?" I nod. "Then I can do it again?"
"Sure."

He leans in again and kisses my cheek once again. He pulls away and starts to fidget a little. "I'm holding you up. You should go now."
"You're not holding me up. Stop worrying." I smile and kiss his cheek. His face goes as red as a tomato. "See ya later, Jasper."

"S-see ya." He stutters before I walk out of the room.
I make my way back to Devon's house which was surprisingly close to Jasper's. I got to the front door and knocked. Devon's mom opened it and released a sigh like stress had instantly melted away. "Connor! Where were you and what happened to your?"

"I had went on a walk last night and gotten hurt in the park. A friend helped me so I stayed at their house." She let me in the house. "Next time call someone before doing something like that." She walked away. I went upstairs and Devon came dashing out of his room. "Connor where the hell were you and what happened ?"

"I got hurt in the park last night but I'm fine now." I try to walk away but he stops me. "Elliot did it, didn't he?" He practically growled Elliot's name. "Devon I said don't worry about it!"
"I'm gonna kill him." He mumbled before slamming his door closed.

I sat in shock looking at his bedroom door. I was hoping that he was just saying this and actually didn't mean he was gonna kill him. But I have to keep in mind that he stabbed a boy that kissed me.

What's he gonna do to the boy that hurt me?

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