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Dec 31, 2021 10:57AM
He nods and quickly picks up his hand, he got up and moved as far away from the door as he could. "You can come in."
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She opened the door to see him standing there. He looks so broken, she thought to herself, I did this, and with that thought she breaks a little more. She sits on his bed falling onto his pillows, crying.
He wanted to go up to her, hold her, wipe her tears, "Hey, don't cry, it's okay."
"I hit you." she says simply, revolted by herself.
"And I hit you." He responded, feeling horrible, hating the words that came out his mouth.
"I said horrible things when you were scared. I kicked you when you were already down." hating herself to a new extreme.
"I deserved every single bit of it, Skylar."
"No you didn't, I treated you like you were a jerk, when you didn't mean it to be like that. You weren't meaning how I took it. Maybe I belong in the psych ward still," she says, whispering the last sentence.
He froze, "Still?" He asked softly, confused.
"I've been in and for the past few years for anorexia," she says, "but maybe I'm just a psycho."
"Skylar, you are not a psycho. Please don't say that about yourself." He walked a little closer to her, longing to hug her.
"Who hits their boyfriend and him makes them hit her back?" she whispers, clearly in her head being attacked by her thoughts, "and yk what's even better? By tomorrow we'll be all over the internet whether it be for the bathroom or Chad or us hitting each other and don't say who cares because I do."
"I know you're fighting your demons, but I love you. I still love you." He said, wanting more than ever to hug her, "I don't know what to do about that, but we can get through it together, okay? Anything and everything they throw at us can be fought together. We don't have to be alone."
She whispers so very quietly, "I love you still." She gets up and hugs him, words failing her. She's still afraid he'll do something rash and break up with her. She wouldn't be surprised. She hears the door open and she's startled by Jackson's presence. She looks at him, her red cheek still showing and puts her arm around Liam, nervous.
Liam steps in front of her when the door opens to reveal his father. "Can I help you?"Jackson looks at them, watching, looking at the red splotches on each of their faces.
Skylar cowers, afraid of what will happen between them. Remembering what happened last time Liam got defensive of her. She pleads with him not to do anything stupid.
Jackson sighed, "Sorry I didn't knock, but I just wanted to apologize for this morning. I'm sorry I prodded into your life, Skylar. You didn't deserve that. And Liam, while I know you were protecting her, that was no reason to dump coffee on me.""And then you slapped me." Liam added in.
"I did, yes. I'm sorry about that, but you were acting like an ass."
"It's whatever" she says, looking down. Only Liam understands how dangerous those words coming out of her mouth are. She fights against Liam, wanting to smack him like he did her boyfriend, but realized she had done and had no right. She went limp against his back.
Jackson nodded and walked out, shutting the door behind him.Liam turned and hugged her, squeezing her softly. "I'm sorry about him."
"It's whatever." she said looking down.
"Skylar, I know you're hurting, but he's a jerk."
"I know." she said, wondering if he thought she was dumb or something.
He sighed, feeling her get aggravated, "Sorry, I know you aren't dumb and you knew that."
She smiles, "Okay." She holds him tighter, content to just stand there like that for hours.
He snuggles he head into her neck, smiling.
She gradually feels her anger sliding away, her regret still there, reminding her, but not attacking her like before.
He continues to hold her, thankful they weren't fighting anymore.
She starts to not be tense and leans into him more, not ever wanting him to leave her side, never wanting to anger him, hit him, fight with him ever again. She sighs and says, "Is this over?'
He hoped she wasn't talking about their relationship, but the fight, "The fight's over," he said, holding her tight. He never wanted to hurt her again.
She smiles and says, "Thank God. I'm sorry," she says, looking at her hand mark again. "I hit you just as hard as he did you."
"It's okay," he said, pulling out of the hug and holding her hand. "It's okay."
Her face burned. "Okay." she said, knowing he already knew that it wasn't.
He kissed her softly on the cheek he hadn't slapped. "I'm sorry I hit you. You didn't deserve anything like that."
She looked down, "I did, and you know it."
"We both messed up, but that doesn't mean you deserve to be slapped. You never deserve to be slapped, hit, in anyway shape or form.''
"An eye for an eye," she whispered looking in the mirror at her cheek, where his hand print was, then looking at his and says, weakly joking, "Well at least we match."
He laughed softly a little bit, "That is true, we do match."
She smiles, but it's not her real smile, not the genuine, blinding one that Liam loves. "Can we move on. Do something? Not stand here being sad?"
He smiles back, but his is genuine, "What would you like to do?" He asked her.
She sighs, "I don't know. Just not this."
He nods and thinks for a second, "We could always be responsible and do schoolwork but eh." He kisses her cheek and pulls away, walking over to his shelf. "I've got a couple games and stuff if you wanted to play a board game, it's up to you."
"Sure, let's do that," hoping that whatever game they played helped her get out of her head.
He nodded and pulled down a couple games, "Pick whichever one you want."
She picked up Clue, the most mentally challenging game he had.
He smiles and says teasingly, "You're going down."
She says, "I don't lose." trying to talk seriously as she smiled up at him.
"We will see about that," he said, smiling at her. He began setting up the game.
She dealt out the cards and grabbed the sheet saying, "Don't cheatttt..."
He held out his pinkie, "I pinkie promise to you I won't cheat"
She took it and smiled, "We will see about that,"
