"How can you let him do this (y/n)!?" Ponyboy yelled at me.
"He loves me, it's okay." I backed away from his violent words.
"He doesn't love you if he does this." Ponyboy calmly said grabbing my hand.
"You don't know anything!" I yelled and stormed off. Tears filled my eyes as I stomped out of his house.
I walked up to Pony's house. I knocked on the door and waited. I heard feet shuffling inside and then the door opened.
"(Y/n), oh my god." Pony said grabbing my arms.
"Where did he hurt you?" He asked. I pulled my sleeves up and showed him the bruises and scratches. Not to mention, my lip was busted and my eyes were bruising too.
"There's more, isn't there." He said.
"Yeah." My quiet voice broke.
"Show me." He said grabbing my hands. I lifted my shirt up and off, over my head. Pony just winced at the sight. My skin marked with black blue.
"What the fuck happened?" He said firmly.
"We got in a fight." I said quietly, fidgeting with my fingers.
"This isn't how normal fights go. Why can't you see that he's abusive?" He said holding me. I cried into his arms.
"You don't get it, he loves me. I know he does." I cried and I felt Pony sigh in frustration.
"No (y/n) he doesn't. Look," he held my shoulders and stared in my eyes, "I love you. I really do. He doesn't love you if he hurts you like this, okay?" I couldn't look him in the eyes.
"I don't know what to do. He's all I got. I can't go back to my home or anything." I said, my voice breaking.
"You have me. You can come here." He said hugging me tight.
"Yeah?"
"Of course." He kissed my head.
"I'm sorry." I cried.
"For what?" He asked pulling away.
"For everything. I love you, Ponyboy." I said and I looked him in the eyes.
"I love you too." Pony said and hugged me one last time.
This is short, I'm sorry. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this one.
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