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I open my apartment door and set my keys in the tray, turning on the lights. Finally, I get yo rest after the hard day of community service and some other stuff we may have encountered. I'm just starting to make acquaintance with everyone I worked with, but the only name I remember is Nathan. Mainly because he was the one who stood out. Let's just say he had a better personality than everyone else. I relax on the couch and turn on some telly, unwinding a bit. I suddenly heard a knock at my door, which made me jump a little. I get up from my spot and look through the peephole. Nathan? What's he doing here at my apartment?
I open the door and the first thing I notice is the big bruise mark on his face, along with a few tears streaming down. "Can I come in?" He asked me. I looked at him, concerned, but nodded. He walked in the apartment and sat down on the couch, rubbing his face. I close the door and walk to him, "Nathan, what's wrong?" He sighed and looked up at me, his eyes full of tears. "I told you about Jeremy, right?" I nodded and sat down with him, "We saw him naked yesterday too, what happened?"
"Well, I got a video of him attacking me and I showed it to my mum. Guess what she did? Absolutely nothing." He scoffed at what he said, like he still didn't believe the words that cane out of his mouth were true. "Jeremy came in and I confronted him, but he said it was because of the storm. Turns out that mum 'accepted' him and told me I was overreacting. I don't know, I guess I got angry, and I slapped him. My mother, she hit me back. Can you believe that?" He shook his head, his tears falling quicker by the second.
I gently grab his chin and point his face to me, examining the bruise. It looks like there was a small cut opening up there too. "She must've hit you hard, Nathan. The bruise has a cut on it." He looked down, ashamed. "I don't get why she hit me, she never hit me once in her life. Mum would never do that. She would never kick me out of the house for some animal douche either." I look at him in sympathy, and get up to grab my first aid kit. I clean the cut up and put a small band aid on it, and put ointment on the bruise to stop the pain and swelling.
"Nathan, I'm glad you came to me and told me about this. It really means a lot that I'm the first person you'd think to go to when this happens." He looked at me, smiling, but still crying. I kissed his forehead and gave him a hug. "You can come over anytime you want or need to, I'll even give you a spare key, alright?" I felt him nod, and I pulled away, looking at him. His face seemed more red. "Are you blushing?" I asked him. His eyes widened, "No, it's from the bruise!" I laugh, and give him another hug. "Wanna watch some telly and stay here tonight?" He nodded, and we both got comfortable, putting on a tv show and falling asleep.
A/N: it's late dude i need sleep lol but anyways i'm so so so so sorry for not posting for a lot of books i feel absolutely terrible about it and i'm sorry ily all and thank you so much if you stuck around still <3
