Your POV !
Im here sitting on my porch at 8:32 pm the sun is setting and my boyfriend is sitting right next to me. He's not supposed to be here. He's supposed to be in Europe right now on tour but he flew all the way out here for me when I told him I was getting abused my step mother
My dad was really the only person I had left that I considered family but he died 3 years ago in a car crash. I was hopeless and wanted to End it all but that's when I found Johnny Orlando he help me through all of it and I'm forever grateful for that. But ever since he died my step mother has been abusive and drunk and making me feel less about myselfI recently told Johnny about it and he flipped out and now we're here just sitting in silence watching cars go by. "Why did you tell me?" He broke the silence "I honestly didn't think it was a big deal" I said quietly knowing that he was about to flip out. "big deal? You think that you getting abused isn't A BIG DEAL!?!" He rose his voice a little big but he had every right to. "Yea" I said quietly afraid of what he would yell at me next. He intertwined out fingers and brought it up to his soft lips and kissed my knuckles "how long? He asked very serious "what" I said rasply "how long has it been happening" he said with a clenched jaw "3 years" I sad lowly hoping he wouldn't hear me "pardon me?" He said "3 years" I said more clearly
"Go pack"
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