anda see the huddled body in the corner.

“Johnny?” anda whisper, before breaking out into a sprint.

A million thoughts raced through your mind as anda ran into the alley.

“Not again, not again.” anda think.

He would break for sure this time.

anda crouched selanjutnya to the huddled body.

“Johnny?” anda ask, trying not to let the tears fall as anda shake him gently.

No response at first, but he slowly turns his head toward you.

anda gasp at the sight of him.

His was eye black, swollen shut. A giant gash was on his cheek.

“Johnny… ” anda whisper, bringing a hand to his face.

“Hey…” He mutters.

“We gotta get anda out of here.”
anda mumble.

“Nah… I ain’t going home. Only makes things worse.”

“No… You’re coming back To my house.” anda say, trying to remain calm.

“It’ll be easier to leave me here… The boys’ll come get me eventually.” He sputters.

“Johnny… anda need help.”

He looks anda dead in the eye. “So do you.”

anda stop addressing his wounds, and look at him. “What?”

“You need lebih help than I do.” He states.

“That’s not true and anda know it.” anda mumble, reaching your hand back up to the gash on his forehead.

He grabs your wrist, and anda wince.

“I told anda anda need lebih help.” He says sadly, unwrapping his fingers to tampil your scars.

“Johnny that doesn’t matter.” anda dismiss it, wiping up the blood from his cheek with a corner of his kemeja anda had ripped of previously.

“It does. I’d get jumped a thousand times to know anda weren’t being hurt… atau hurting yourself.” He says quietly.

anda don’t answer, just let the silent tears fall as anda keep cleaning off blood.

“You can help me, if anda let me help you.” He says quietly.

All anda can do is nod.