"Maybe you need to stop eating, you're getting to fat." Logan said to me, one afternoon.
I stared at him wide eyed, "St-stop eating?!" I choked out.
"Yeah, you'll lose weight faster, you're gaining to much." He sounded casually as if we were talking about the weather!
"I'm not going to just stop eating Logan, it's unhealthy and I don't think it'd help me..." I looked down at myself, I didn't look fat... Do I?
"It does, someone from my work did it and they lost weight like crazy of course they ended up in the hospital but they recovered and are skinny." He stated in a matter of fact tone.
You wouldn't just tell someone you like that they're too fat, let alone care if they are fat or not, "Do, do you really care about me Logan?"
He snapped his head towards me and glared, his eyes sharp enough to cut through metal, "Why would you even say that?!" He snapped making me jump.
"I want to know..." I stood my ground, I couldn't lower myself, even after every hit, every scar, I was still me inside and I can't degrade myself, I just can't...
His features grew darker and you could see the wheels turing in his head. I was waiting for the impact, waiting for another bruise that I'd have to hide till his expression softened and he smiled lightly at me, "I care about you more than anything, don't even question it." No matter how soft and inviting his voice sounded I knew it was an order and I was going to have to follow it without getting hurt or hurting anyone else in the process...
I stayed silent as he popped in the movie and we watched it in silence, him pulling me close but I didn't want his warmth. I wanted brick's...

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Saving My Abused Lover
RomansaFights. They can ruin everything; friendships, relationships and families. They can break and destroy you but they can also make you stronger. You decide when it's time to give up, when it's time to break or if you can remain tall. It's always up to...