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Brandon--The Abused



''Who has the mobile phone?'' You say with a smile. You've never played this game before, but you can't wait to see what it's like. ''Anyone?'' There wasn't a movement in the room. You frown and begin to sit back down. Brandon, the adorable boy from your Spanish Class caught your waist before you got the chance. ''Hey, sorry it took me so long.'' You smile. ''Shall we?'' He grabbed your hand. ''Of course,'' you look at me and lip ''thank you''. You two go into my room and you shut the door behind yourself. As you turn around, you hear a tiny whimper from Brandon. ''Brandon?'' You looked around the room. You find him sitting in the farthest corner from you. You walk over quietly and sit beside him with your back against a wall. ''Heyy, baby. Everything's going to be alright.'' You wrap your arms around him. He winced in pain. You pull away instantly. ''I'm so sorry.'' You back away. ''No. _____, it's not you.'' Brandon crawled over to you. ''But, i hurt you.'' You backed away again and let your head drop. He tilted your head up. ''No. Never say that.'' He looks straight into your eyes. He moved slightly, and looked down. You follow his eyes. He had his shirt lifted up, and he revealed cuts stretching across his chest and stomach. You lift your hand and gently ran your fingers over the wounds. He flinched slightly, but then realized that all he can feel is your tender touch. ''____? I've liked you ever since I first saw you. I instantly fell in love with your personality, eyes, and smile. I think...'' He paused and looked away. You pulled his head back and looked into his gorgeous eyes. ''I think I love you,'' he says. ''Brandon. I'm so glad you feel that way. I don't think i love you. I'm positive I do. Right here, right now; you made me see that not all guys are alike. You make me feel safe.'' He stands up and pulls you to your feet. He leads you to the bed where he lays you down. He gets on top of you, using his elbows as leverage so he doesn't put all of his weight on you. He brings his mouth to yours and your tongues explore each other's mouths. He pulls away slightly. ''Can you promise me one thing, ____?'' You say, ''Of course, baby. Anything.'' You run your fingers through his soft hair. ''Promise me that you will never hurt me.'' You feel a tear splash onto your face. You can tell that he is completely terrified of being hurt again. You wipe his tears away. ''I promise you with every fiber of my being that I will never hurt you. Brandon, i'm absolutely in love with you.'' He aggressively presses his lips to yours, once more. You pull off his shirt revealing an amazing six pack, and again run your fingers over his deep cuts. You can tell that they are fresh. You pull away from his luscious mouth. ''Brandon, who did this to you?'' He frowned and sat up. His body began to tremble uncontrollably. You layed him on the bed and covered up his suddenly freezing body. ''Brandon, please. I don't want to see you get hurt anymore.'' He wrapped his arms around you and kissed your forehead. ''It was my step-dad.'' You layed your head on his gently rising and falling chest, careful not to hurt him. You listened to his thudding heartbeat until it gently soothed you to sleep. You woke up twenty minutes later to a loud banging on the door. ''Hey you guys, it's time to get out!'' I yelled. You were in a daze, so your Romeo, Brandon, gently lifted you in his strong arms and carried you out and sat on the couch. He cradled you in his arms as one of his friends threw a blanket to him for you. You slept with your head on his chest. You woke up to him playing with your hair and whispering, ''I'll Be'' by Edwin McCain, in your ear. Obviously you two fell in complete love and got married only a few years later. You ended up having 2 kids.