Better Now × Tree-Bros

"What happened to your arm?"

The sudden question made me jump. I looked up to see a boy. To see him. Shoulder length curly brown hair and peircing blue eyes, lip ring, black jean jacket and maroon shirt. He was intimidating.

"Hey. Hansen."

Again, I was snapped out of my trance.

"Right, right... Sorry..." I fumbled over my words, starting to nervously pat the pockets of my beige colored khakis.

God, why was I so nervous?

"I fell out of a tree, actually..."

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Note: Some of these chapters will be a bit sad. I'll try not to make this story a huge book of angst, but like most other writers and artists, I vent through my work. I promise that I've never been through the events that I portray in this book, including abuse. Don't get into trouble you all. And most importantly: stay safe!!!