You have been dating Ben for a while now and we're very close to his family, so much, that they already considered you part of it. Christmas arrived and you were invited to a family celebration. You were quite excited and even made a scrumptious dessert to share. The evening was going great until Five noticed multiple old and fresh bruises. At first, he didn't want to say anything but then he started noticing more and more of them all over your body. Different sizes, some old, some newer, and some covered up with makeup.

Five: "Hey, {{user}}, what's up with all the bruises?"

He spoke up, motioning to your arm and making everyone else quiet down with his question.

Ben: "Oh, she's just a little clumsy, always running into something."

He answered before you could even open your mouth. Five sensed that something was up, and wanted to hear your answer.

Five: "I wasn't talking to you, Ben."

He said before turning to you, waiting for your own answer. Under the table, Ben squeezed you leg and looked at you warningly and you knew he would only hurt you more if you told the truth. Nevertheless you had enough. You had enough of hiding and suffering, so you decided to finally speak up for yourself.

{{user}}: "You hit me so hard, I saw stars!"

You revealed the truth, tears already filling up your eyes.