Shattered Soul [COMPLETED]

"You don't need it." he whispered. "Yes I do, it's all I've got." she whispered back, a silent tear slipping down her cheek. He grabbed her hands and pushed up her sleeves. His fingers ran over her ugly scars, that will always be a reminder that she will never be enough. "No, it's not, you've got me." he said his voice pleading for her to believe him. "You'll always have me." His hands slipped from her arms to her waist, embracing her, he buried his head into the crook of her neck. Her hands wrapped themselves around his neck and for a few minutes she let herself believe, that what he said was true.