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Twisted

Let the Truth Be Known

I held my breath in fright, how could he remember? We were teenagers the last time he saw me. He took the glass out of my hands, his soft skin gliding over mine, setting it on the table, and then offered his hand out to me. I glanced down at his hand, hesitantly taking it as he pulled me to my feet. He led me to the bunk area of the bus; pulling back the curtain to what I assumed was his bunk. My eyes immediately went to examine the photos and drawings on the wall, each one either of me or our childhood together. I climbed into his bunk, to get a closer look at one of his photos. Careful not to rip the picture, I took it off the wall, holding it in my hands afraid that it would burn at the slightest touch. A 13 year old girl, with dark blonde hair was dressed in a soccer uniform; covered head to toe in mud was on the back of a boy whom looked the same age as her, had his tongue stuck out at the camera, his arms wrapped protectively around the girls legs. I looked back up at another photo, seeing the same two teenagers, only this time they were both soaking wet with their arms wrapped around each other, face to face, smiles glowing on their faces. At first glance, others might think that these two were just best friends, but you could tell the way that they looked at each other there was so much more to it. The way that the girl’s stormy grey eyes sparkled when she was around the boy explained almost everything. The smile that was spread across the hazel eyed boy’s face showed just how deeply he cared for the girl; it was fate in the works. I bit down on my bottom lip, trying to prevent myself from crying, but the tears managed its way out of my eyes. I crawled out of CC’s bunk, setting the pictures on his bed, meeting his gleaming eyes. “So, it really is you..?” His voiced wavered.
I nodded, “It really is…” I trailed off as he gathered me into his arms. I instantly felt safe and protected like no voice or person was going to get me to ruin my life. I wrapped my arms around him, holding him close to me, afraid I was going to lose him again. His large hand stroked up and down my back soothingly, holding me tightly. We stayed like this for quite some time, until we were interrupted by Jinxx running into the bus. As soon as he laid eyes on us his face turned sympathetic.
“Sorry, man, just needed to a few things before meeting up with the guys.” He apologized quickly. CC shook his head, arms leaving my body, making me feel vulnerable again. “Nah, you’re good man. This is Annah by the way.” He said, introducing me to Jinxx. I gave him a small smile, shying back into my shell as Jinxx returned the smile, gave CC a ‘look’ and left without another word. CC turned back toward me, slowly taking my hand and guiding me back up to the black leather couch I was on earlier. I sat down, as he sat down next to me, watching me fiddle with the hem of my t-shirt. Little did I know that the stack of bracelets I had on my wrist had went up my forearm, leaving my wrist completely exposed. His eyes trailed up to my wrist spotting my scars that ran horizontal across the once clean canvas of skin. He quickly grabbed my arm, taking off all the bracelets, closely examining them. I tried yanking my wrist from his grasp, but he has always been much stronger than me, but that didn’t make me at least try.
“Let go, CC! You don’t need to see that! Let go!” I practically yelled at him, but he was too concerned at the one scar; the only scar that ran vertical up my arm. He peeled his eyes from it, connecting gazes with me, eyes full of worry. “Why?” He asked softly, loosening his grip, letting my wrist fall back onto my leg. I bit down harshly on my bottom lip. Just say it! Just say it was because he left you! “Well… Life isn’t always rainbows and sunshine… For me it’s the exact opposite.” His eyes seemed to lose the brightness in them as he slowly got to his feet, walking back to his bunk, leaving me. Yet, was I to know that the happy couple in the pictures would always be the same, no matter how awful the situation.

Notes

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Comments

He Slapped her?!?

My god. I got choked up.

BVBgirl355 BVBgirl355
4/28/14

@BVBgirl355
I'm glad you enjoyed it C:

Nobody's_Hero Nobody's_Hero
2/15/14

I'm crying. This story ❤️ god I'll miss it

BVBgirl355 BVBgirl355
2/9/14

@Turkamayne_
Thank you so much! I appreciate it :)

Nobody's_Hero Nobody's_Hero
2/9/14