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I turned my head, so i was facing Jacks stomach. thin, long scars were traced all over his stomach. " nothing happend." Jack whispered, looking down at his chest, then pulling down his blood red v-neck shirt. " thats not nothing Jack." i whispered, still looking at the spot where the scars were, even though they were covered. " i uhh," was all Jack could manage to get out before sprinting to his bunk. I looked up abruptly at dahvie. I could feel the tears stinging my eyes. " What if e hurt himself Dad? what if he does it again? What if he cuts too deep, and dies." i muttered, looking all around the room. Dahvie slid next to me on the couch, and hugged me. " the only person that can figure out that is you, Sam. He only talks to you. I know you can talk to him. But for right now, he needs comfort, instead of questions. We'll be in Pheonix in about 4 hours, so go rest." he said, hugging me again, then kissing my forehead. " hey dad, yu give good advice." i smiled, looking up at him. He let go of me, then told me to go see jack.

I opened the ugly navy blue curtain to Jacks bunk. "Hey jack?" i whispered, poking his ticklish spot. I flinched when he started giggling, then stopped. He turned around, his eyes red from crying. "sam?" he smiled, pulling me into the bunk with him. We were in our natural cuddling position- his arms wrapped aropund my waist, us facing each other. I kissed jacks nose, then went down to his jawline. I ran my lips down his cheekbones, and stopped at his lips. he locked my lips with his, and licked my bottom lip. Basically we had a little make-out session. I eneded up laying on top of his chest, tracing his cheekbones with my fingers.. I kissed his chest, then up his neck, to his lips. His lips are soft, even with a lip ring in. I smiled at him, then got off of him. " sam. my chest is cold noe." he pouted. I giggled, then hugged his waist. Trying to lay in a bunk with jack was very hard. He waas way too tall for his bunk, so he had to scrunch up his body. I told you he was a Giraffe!!! " hey Jack?" i mumbled into his chest. "yes, my love?" he said, kissing the top of my head. " can you tell me about the scars?" i whispered, barely audible. " yea." he sniffled, he was crying already. I guess it was that bad. " ok, it started when i was 13. i figured out i was gay, after accidently kissing a guy. I was chubby at the time. i had always hated my body. i thought if I didnt eat, then i would loose weight, and if i worked out, then i could have muscle. It started out skipping only ! meal a day. Soon it was 2 meals. I would work out almost 5 hours a day. When you work out, youhave to eat. Soon i didnt eat at all, and just worked out. That was not good. I passed out one day bat thje gym, and they rushed me to the hospital." Jack had silent tears rolling down his cheeks. We were both sitting in the lounge in the back of the tour bus. the door was closed, and we were whispering. " They eventually got me to wake up. They made me eat a lot, and i gained about 30 pounds in the hospital. when I got home, I went stright to my room and cried. i thought about all the hard work, all the nmeals i skipped, just to loose weight, and i threw it all away. I went to my bathroom, and took a blade. i cut my chest out of frustration. When i was done, there was blood everywhere. i was so tired, and i fell asleep. my mom foun d me, and rushed me to the hospital again. Thankfully, tyhey just had to stitch me up, then we left. I got back to my old habits, except I didnt work out as much. All this happend in about 3 years, im 16 now, and have a healthy weight of 126 pounds." he smiled through his tears. "Jack? wanna know something?" i mumbled, looking downinto my lap. I scooted into his lap, and played with the hem of my shirt. " yes Sam?" he asked, hugging my waist, like our usual cuddling position. " I would have liked you for you. I would have liked your body. I like your body now, and i like you for ypu, not yopur fucking body. i See through your problems, and look at you. I dont care about what you look like. Looks are just a bonus. i- I love you jack." i looked up, blushing at the last part. " i love you too Sam." he looked down at me, and smiled. I kisse dhis lips roughly, and straddled his body. All we did was make ouut for a bit until jayy walked in. "AAAAHHHH!!! MY POOR EYES!!! AAAHHHH!!! DAHVIE!!" he screamed running around the bus. Serves him right, i've had to see him kissing peole the past 6 months!!! " jayy would ypu shut up!! their 16!! Like yopu dont do that around the house all the time!!" dahvie laughed, pointing at us. i giggled, then the bus stopped.

Here we are Pheonix, Arizona!!

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