Ian trys to pull up my shirt but I resist, ian pushes my hands away and proceeds to look. when he lifts up the side of my shirt that I was holding his jaw drops as he covers it with his left hand. "noah what happened!" there was a sense of anger and I could tell that he was scared. "I fell off my bike, I'm fine" I said pulling my shirt back down. "You dont even have a bike.. tell me the truth" Ian's voice grew softer and it filled me with pain. "It was my dad." I replied to scared to look him in the eye to see a response, "what do you mean, your dad did that to you?" I was shaking thinking of if I should tell him the truth or lie agian. "my dad found out something he wasn't supposed to.. so he went to the garage, and grabbed a bat" I studded to tell him as my head rested between my legs pounding. I feel Ian's hands wrap around me, we stay like this for a while it seems. I dont feel like talking figuring it will pull him away and he'll ask questions, also because i feel safe. I feel like I can't be harmed. a few more minutes go by and we both pull away and that's when I see a sympathetic side grin as he asks once more "are you okay?". "I'm fine" I say as I acknowledge the blood on the floor. "I should probably clean this up" I say as I grab a cup of water and poor a bit on my jumper to wipe up the blood. As I belnt over ian notices a small bruise on the back of my arm, that leads him to lifting up the back of my shirt. I stand still as he traces my spine touching every bone strokeing it like a kebored. I then notice that I had stopped cleaning, I pushed his hand away with the movement of my shoulder as I finish cleaning. back on the bed he opens up the conversation agian, "How long has this been happening?" ian looking at my rosey cheeks. I quickly swallow and look away. "ever since I was little I guess." "have you told anyone" ian asks, "no" "why?! this is a big deal" ian sounded angry. "because if I tell someone I'm afraid of what will happen, I'm scared of what life will look like, are u mad?" ian pulls my head up so I'm looking at him "why would I be mad?" "I dont know" I say trying to hide my thoughts. As I look at him I notice my heart was pounding loudly outside my chest. "are u gonna tell anyone?" I ask pushing his hand off my face. "do you want me to?" he asks like he's asking me if I wanna die today or tomorrow, neither one sounds ideal. I shrug my shoulders as say "not really" I look at ian, he looks disappointed but I see that he understands. "Okay, but if you ever second think that or something happens, I'm here if you need a place and a freind to learn on" a smile fills his face and breaks the tension kn the room. i get up noticing that it's dark out "I should get going" I say looking at him, "no, your gonna crash here tonight" he says. I feel a sense of happiness fill my soul like kid on Christmas morning. I feel I smile spread across my face as well. "I'll pop in a movie and grabbed some snacks for the night, how does that sound?" tha th sounds wonderful I say chucking a bit. ian gives me the remote to pick a movie while he gets snacks "popcorn or icecream?" he asks while leaning on the door frame. "both?" I ask with a smile lean back waiting for his approval, "perfect" I feel a totally different aura fill the room and I'm happy that I get to spend the night. moments later ian comes back with the snacks annoying that his parents are asleep so he had to go all mission impossible to get the food. Back to normal, I was in my usual spot. as we watch the movie I find myself starting to drift away, I close my eyes and cuddle the pillow Ian gave me to use. after a few minutes I realize that the movie has gone silent. I open my eyes to the pitch black room, I can hear a heart pounding and I can hear Ian's breath. I move my hand reaching for my glasses to feel a hand next to me. I search a bit more to find my glasses trying to not move my body. after a bit I find them and when I put them on I come to grasp that the hand was Ian's. ian and as I inspect further I notice that ian was cuddled up next to me in the beanbag chair. he was kinda on top of me, he was quite heavy and was hurting my stomach but, I didn't want to move in fear that I would wake him, plus i kinda liked his embrace..
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