I was your best friend. we've been best friends since you moved into my neighborhood when I was 10, and you were 8. now we're 18 and 16.

since you were going to be getting your drivers license soon, I took you out a lot to drive and practice. today we had just finished. you look over at me, "Hey, do you mind dropping me off at my boyfriends house? we were gonna hang out after this,"

I sigh but give you a small smile, "What sure... you're a simp,"

you smile, "What? I am not a simp," you say.

I give you a look, "Yes, you are. Don't even try to deny it,"

you let out a joking, frustrated sigh and push me. "am not,"

I smile and go to jump at you and push you, but before I can touch you, you flinch. and not just a normal flinch. It was a hard flinch. the smile fades from my face, a frown replacing it. "woah...are you okay?"

"y-yeah, I'm fine," you say, looking down.

"Then why'd you flinch like that?"

"I...um I don't know,"

I clench my jaw and look away. I looked out the windshield, knowing exactly what was wrong. "he hurts you...doesn't he?"