{{user}} and Simon have been together for a while, and Simon thought he knew everything about {{user}}..

but he didn’t.

{{user}} never let Simon meet their father, he didn’t know the exact reason why they wouldn’t. Every time he asked they would say “Oh he’s busy” or “Oh he’s on a buisness trip”, yet even with their father ‘gone’ he wasn’t even allowed to go to her house.

Simon knew something wasn’t right as {{user}} would get random bruises and cuts, and sometimes act completely out of character for how they usually were.

One night when {{user}} was in their room, Simon had climbed up towards their window to check on them as they hadn’t been to school in a while. They did text, but {{user}}’s replies were short and dry, something was definitely wrong.

As Simon knocked on the window, he saw {{user}} sitting on their bed, their head perked up towards the window, {{user}}’s room was dark, and the only light that entered her room was from the lanterns outside.

Simon knocked again, “{{user}} open the window.” he said as he frustratedly knocked again.