Skinny Love

Chapter 22: The Scars

Matt's P.O.V

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I parked my motorcycle and ran inside the hospital. Jon was waiting for me at the desk and we walked slowly to her room. Jon tugged at his blue baseball tee as he looked down at his dirty vans. He ran one of his strong hands through his short blonde hair.

"She was laying on the ground outside if our dorm room. There was blood all over her and I picked her up and gently set her in the backseat of the car and drove here. I got her immediate attention. I am 100 percent sure she's gonna be alright." He spoke to me in a hushed voice. I was such a nervous wreck on the inside. I thought I was going to faint. She had to be okay. She has to be okay.

"Are you guys, like, dating? Because you seem pretty on edge." He said looking me in the eye. I shrugged.

"I'm fine. No, we're not dating. I don't even think she looks at me twice. We are just friends." I said, my voice slightly cracking.

We walked into the room and there she was.

She had various different cuts and bruises but no gashes. Her cheeks were tear stained and her face pale. I saw her eyes begin to open.

Her eyes were full of tears. They rolled down her cheek like rain rolls down windshields.

"Hey doll face. You seem pretty banged up. You feeling alright?" I said walking over to her and grabbing her hand. She smiled weakly.

"Hey Matt. I feel fine but who's the blonde?" She said smiling up at me.

"That's the guy who drove you here and my roommate, Jon." I said looking at him. He smiled and walked over to her and grabbed other hand.

"I'm Jon Cozart. I'm not sure what your name is but you seem nice." Jon whispered. He pushed her hair behind her ear and she giggled.

"I'm Avi. Don't wear it out." She laughed,flinching as she breathed in and out. I felt a pang of jealousy. He needed to stop being so charming.

"What happened?" I asked gracing her skin with the side of my hand. She took a painful deep breath.

She recounted what happened in vivid detail.

When Jon left to go to the bathroom, I took her arm and turned it over. She had cuts and bruises up her arm. She looked at me and said

"It looks horrific doesn't it?"

I took her arm and kissed the cuts and bruises.

"I still think your beautiful."