I can't talk - 10

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Third pov:

She went to school the next day with a long sleeve sweater and a scarf. He didnt want him to know what her father did, or at least not for now.

"Hey babe" he said when he saw her

"Heyy" she said and they hugged.

"are you cold?" he laughed

"w-why?"

"just because you're wearing many clothes and its 30 degrees outside"

"no-I like it like this..." she pulled the sleeves over her hands. She was trembling again.

"whats up with you? are you okay?" he was concerned

"y-yes yes I'm okay" he was not convinced but he let it go for now.

The school bell rang and the teacher came in.

------------After School-------------

Like always, Jason and Anna went to grab a coffee after school. That was the moment when he decided to ask her about earlier.

"So, can we please talk about why you're so sad today?"

She wanted to calm him down so she reached her hand out to cup his face, but in that moment her sleeve fell down and revealed again her bruises and scratches. When she noticed that she quickly covered it back up and put her hand down on her lap. She hoped he didnt see that.

"Give me your arm" he said

"w-why"

"just do it. come on you can talk to me cant you?" She gave him her arm and he pulled the sleeves back. When he saw all her bruises and scars his eyes began to fill with tears and he looked her deep in the eyes. She also started to tear up. He hugged her tight and when she pulled away he let her go and then she said:

"yes.... I know I can talk to you.....but I just fell down the stairs. Nothing serious."

"Sure....."

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