Evan Hansen - Third
Evan Hansen stood in the upstairs bathroom, dim yellow light from old, cracked bulbs shining down on chestnut hair and pale skin. The teenage boy stared at himself in the mirror and almost gagged at his horrid reflection.
His dirty blond hair was incredibly messy, all tousled about and sticking up in random places as if he hadn't brushed it this morning; He had. His bright blue eyes appeared dull, as if someone had taken an eraser to a chalkboard, scrubbing away any and all color- the shine in his eyes had been completely washed out. His skin had become a few shades lighter, making the teenager appear gaunt as his bones poked slightly through pasty flesh.
Wandering eyes roamed over the young mans frail figure, glancing here and there at every imperfection, little and big. Though there seemed to be only one imperfection Evan kept coming back to, well... imperfections; the bruises.
Bruises scattered across Evans arms and legs in a variety of sizes, in a variety of colors, appearing vibrant in contrast against the blonds pale skin. More will show up tomorrow, Evan thought to himself as he pulled on a light grey night shirt, but who will notice anyway?
That night more bruises began to form, becoming red-purple contusions come early morning when the teen woke up. Evan had been right about thing; Surely he'd be right about the other.
No one will notice.
To Evan, this was simply just another secret he'd keep hidden, locked away with the multitude of other secrets he harbored.
No one will notice.
But that was before.
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Bruises // A Kleinsen Love Story
Fanfiction! CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN ! He knew about the bruises, yet that couldn't possibly be the reason that he kept coming back, could it? After all, they were meant to be kept a secret. *•*•*•*•* +Short Chapters +Third Person Point Of View +Strong Langu...
