TRIGGER WARNING : potential domestic violence
He wraps his pinky finger around hers. "I promise, best friends forever."
They raise their thumbs to their mouths, pinkies still intact and blow. They make trumpet like noises and laugh.
The memory fades out and he glances towards her. She glances back before she wraps her hand around his forearm.
Stolen glances are shared between the two. Day in and day out.
He wants her, needs her to be able to breathe. When she's around everything's calm. He stands up, her eyes swivel to his. He strides towards them, her eyes go up in panic.
Panic.
He stops. Glances at her boyfriend. His mind whirls. He looks at her, at her arms.
Bruises.
