What is Life but Pain? ((PAFP)) Can You Show Me? ((Any orientation))

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    I nod gently as I quickly pull off my jacket and shirt once again, though.. This time I blush deeply as I feel extremely embarrassed to be in nothing but my old bra and pants in front of Grace.

    I begin to put some cream onto my finger and rub the biggest marks. I then started to wrap it in the bandages. I then started to cover more of then, coating them in medicine. "Okay, Halfway done." I said, smiling. I begin to wrap one on her forearm before realizing how embarrassing this looked because she was shirtless and I was kneeling in front of her.

    Letha bites her bottom lip, "S-Sorry.." She says gently. "I know... It's probably embarrassing for you.."

    "No, It's okay.." I said, blushing. "You're good for now." I said, standing up. She was also covered in bandages and band-aids. "Boo-boos are all gone!" I sang, smiling. "Now you can get redressed and we can get some more food in you." I said, my smile fading. I then realized she hadn't eaten anything. "Why didn't you eat any cookies in the first place?" I asked, frowning.

    I slowly begin dressing again, "I'm... Not hungry..?" I lie through my teeth, not looking at Grace.

    "You would tell me if something's wrong right?" I asked, standing. "Those cuts and bruises should heal within a week." I said, frowning. I loved Letha but I didn't want her to be hurt or starve herself.

    Letha stiffens, "Y-Yeah.." She says, her voice breaking from the lie, "It's.. It's all fine."

    My gaze hardened at her. "Please tell me. I can see something's wrong." I said, my back popping again as I straighten up. I rubbed the back of my hand, kneeling to her again. I grabbed her hand and rubbed it. "Please tell me what's wrong." I asked, tears almost slipping out of my eyes.

    I close my eyes tightly and take a deep breath, "My... My parents... I can't eat for two days before, and two days after my birthday... That's how it's always been... And, since my birthday is today, I can't eat... I'll get in so much trouble if I do..." A single tear slips past my closed lids but I quickly reach up to wipe it away. I then slowly open my eyes a bit and look at Grace, "It's really... It's not a big deal... I'm not all that hungry..."

    "Oh.." I said, standing up. I hung my head, darkening my face. I felt so much hatred for her parents. "We.. We gotta do something about your parents. Let's go to your house with my parents. If they hit you, or me, they can call the police." I said, smiling evilly. I lifted my head, my eyes filled with hatred and anger and mischief. When that happen my green-blue eyes usually turned a dark shade of brown. It's only happened once so this is the second time its ever happened in my life.

    My eyes go wide, "N-No... Please... I can't let them hurt you..." I beg with eyes glistening with tears. "I'll go... You can stand outside, if you want..? But... Don't let them see you..."

    "No! I can't let them hurt you anymore!" I growled. I never felt this adrenaline and fury at the same time. I breathed heavily, ready to kill somebody. Literally, kill. I was that angry.

    I cautiously stand up and walk over to Grace. I wrap my arms gently around her, "Please, Grace.." I say softly, my voice raw as I tighten my hug a bit, "I can't let you get hurt."

    I looked down at her. She was genuinely worried for me. I sighed, lightly pecking the top of her head. "What should we do then?" I asked, sniffling.

    I bite my bottom lip, blushing fiercely after Grace had kissed my head, "U-Um... I don't.. I don't know..." I say honestly. My mind was completely absorbed with Grace right now, I didn't want to even think about my parents and brother...

    I started to laugh, almost completely forgetting I had that up on my wall. I had printed a picture of a potato and had it taped above my bed. "Look, There's a potato.." I giggled, pointing at it.

    I furrow my eyebrows in confusion then turn and look at the printed potato and giggle softly, "W-Why..?" I ask through my giggles.

    "I don't know.." I said, laughing really hard. "I like potatoes so I put a picture of one up there." I said, sitting down on my bed. I sighed, flopping down with my back on the bed.

    Letha giggles again then awkwardly stands there. She had the urge to walk over and cuddle up next to Grace, but was too afraid that she'd get angry.

    "Come sit with me and we can watch some TV if you want." I said, sitting up. The cartoon were playing today and I didn't want to miss it but I didn't care as they usually were recorded for me.