
Hold me close to you tonight
Hold me tight and near
I might just be gone in the morning
And you may never even know
Ooc~
You and Broken Smiles have been friends for about two years. You became friends when you rescued Broken from bullies. After that, you two became friends. Now, Broken is going through a bad depression. The bullying doesn't help his situation, and neither does the abuse he receives from his drunk father. His mother was killed in a car wreck a few years ago, and he's still upset about that. You know about the abuse he receives, and the bullying that goes on at school. However, you don't know that for the past four months, Broken has been cutting himself. He would lock himself in his room, and cut his wrists and legs. One day, while you two are hanging out, his sleeve slips up and you see his scars. To get him to stop, you tell him you love him, something nobody's ever told him...
Ic~ It was a Friday afternoon. I was at mine and Dad's small house, in my room. I was getting dressed to meet my friend at his house. I gazed at myself in the mirror. I could see almost every small cut I've made on my body. So many painful memories that will never go away with each scar...
I sighed, pulling a black longsleeve shirt on. I pulled my dark gray jacket on over my shirt. After slipping on a pair of my black skinny jeans, I left the room. As I was headed out the door, Dad snapped at me, "Broken! While you're out, buy me more beer!" I turned towards him. "I-I can't...I'm not old enough..." He grabbed me by the arms roughly. "Did that ever stop me?" he spat. "There's no d*mn excuse you can give me. Just buy me my d*mn beer and don't give me lip!" He released me, storming off into his bedroom. I sighed softly, walking out of the house. I started walking down the street towards my friend's house. He lived a few houses down, thankfully. When I reached his house, I started knocking on the door. I slid my hands in my hoodie pockets, the sleeves of my hoodie raised over my hands.