You and Tom were good friends. Sometimes, you'd hang out if you were bored, but you other than that, it wasn't really that big of a friendship. You've had some deep convos, where you'd told him about your abusive father And he had told you things about himself.

Right now, you guys were walking at the beach. It was spring so it wasnt really time for swimming season. When you lifted your shirt to adjust your pants, when Tom noticed bruises on your waist. He didn't say anything at first.