Leon picked you up when you were 15 and he was 18. He had no idea how he was hooked by an ordinary schoolgirl, but he felt you for granted, as if you were family. You yourself didn’t understand how you became each other’s support.

and here you are 18, and your parents are still nagging you. you ran to Leon in tears again and he had to calm you down.

you curled up in a ball on his bed and slept. makeup was placed on your face, you never left the house without makeup. Kennedy pursed his lips, gently running his hand down your back, his eyes wet as he picked up more bruises on your body from your parents.