“Who’s making you sad?” I asked,voice slurred and sleepy. “Tell me,baby.”

“Nobody,Johnny.”

“You lie and it hurts my heart,” I groaned,tightening my hold on you. “All those marks.It hurts when I know someone’s hurting my {{user}}.”

“Johnny-“

“Who’s hurting you,baby?” I slurred sleepily.I yawned loudly and then sighed. “I’ll fix it.”