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Sep 26, 2013 10:35PM
She bit her lip and stayed silent, trying to cover the bruises.
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"Don't bother. I know they're there." he said. "Please. Answer me." Noah pleaded, he didn't like the conditions she was living in.
"Not here. In the car before she asks why I'm just standing here," she said.
"Unless you can drive we're taking my motorcycle." he said. "Which I'm sitting on."
"Oh," she blushed, "Sorry. It's dark out. I didn't notice. She climbed on beheind him and sighed. She asked, "So where are we headed?" She hoped he'd forget about the bruises and drop it.
"Wherever you want." he said, handing her his helmet.
She held onto him tightly. She had never ridden a motorcycle and this was exhilerating. She smiled, just a bit.
He felt her grip on him and slowed a little.
She leaned against him a little.
He pulled into the theaters parking lot. Pulling into a space.
She smiled and got off, adjusting her skirt.
He kicked down the kickstand and then got off.
He opened the theater door for her.
He followed her. "What do you want to see?"
He raised a brow but paid for the tickets.
"What? I like action movies."
Noah shrugged and handed her a ticket. "I just didn't expect that." he said. "Considering most girls watch movies about high heels and lipstick."
She laughed, "Not really. I think those are stupid."
"Good. At least we're on the same page." he said.
Noah smiled. "What a snack?" he asked.
"Just some popcorn to share maybe?"
Noah nodded and got a medium popcorn.
"Okay. C'mon." he said, walking to the showing room.
Noah found an empty row and walked down it. Then sat in a seat.
The movie started.
((skip the movie?))
((skip the movie?))
Noah stood up when the movie was over. "I think my eardrums have been permanently damaged." he said.
The bruises were peaking out from under the dress again.
Noah made a noise. Sounding like a cross between a whimper and a angry sigh.
"What's wrong?" she hadn't noticed the bruises.
Noah shook his head. "You still haven't answered my question."
She bit her lip, "Before I tell you anything, you have to understand, she wasn't always like this..."
"When my dad died it hurt her. A lot. She started dating again, trying to move on. It seemed like guy after guy at the house. I didn't realize what was happening. But she started to slowly change. She was angry. More physical. Then one time I caught one of the guys she was with and her smoking...they weren't cigarettes. She got into drugs. She won't stop. I get hurt, but she's still my mom...I still see her as the person who was my brownie troup leader and my homework helper and taught my how to cook and snuck my chocolate chips after dinner..." her voice cracked and tears welled in her eyes, "I don't want to give up on her."
Noah's brow furrowed and completely regretted having her tell him. "I'm sorry." he said, wanting to comfort her.
She shrugged, "It's not your fault..."
"I mean I'm sorry for asking."
