Should I ask him about it or not? I didn't know what to do. But I had to. I needed to know.
"Um Taylor.."
"What?"
"...Your wrists."
He just put his phone away and put his hands in his pockets.
"Taylor!! What's wrong? Why are you doing that to yourself?!"
"Because."
"Because why!"
"Things have been happening ok Livi it's not really your business."
"Yes it is! You're hurting yourself!"
"Fine. Follow me."
We started walking to his truck.
He didn't say a thing on the way to the truck.
When we got there he sits down and just sighs.
"So you really wanna know."
"Yes tell me."
"Well.. The past few days have been really bad for me. My mom and dad has been fighting. Like punching. And throwing things. My mom was in the hospital because of it."
"Omg... Taylor."
"While they were doing that I was just in my room,crying."
"Omg. Taylor I'm so sorry."
"Well you wanted me to tell you so."
He started the car to take me home.
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When we got their he got out of the truck really quickly. He was crying.
I was crying too. I didn't want him to hurt himself. What if he does it more?
He hugged me and said "I love you."
"I love you too Taylor."
