They sat in that position, Damian holding her tightly in his arms. To be honest, he did not want to let go. For as long as he had known Marissa, he had felt more than a platonic relationship. Eventually they did have to get off the floor and wordlessly, Damian handed Marissa her glasses.

"I know you don't understand why I'm still there" Marissa told him, placing the glasses on her face.

"I don't" Damian admitted, peering at her.

"I loved him to start with and now, I'm just scared of him" Marissa frowned. Damian felt pain shot through him and as if his heart was ripping in two. First she admitted that she loved this person and now, she was telling Damian about how scared she was. For those two reasons and the ugly bruises, which coated her, Damian wanted to kill him.

"I'm okay," She breathed out heavily.

"No" Damian pointed out gently, "You're not". Marissa smiled at him, and an instant of understanding flashed between the two.

"Two more classes" Marissa smiled weakly, "Then Glee Club"

"You look like you need it" Damian observed, to which Marissa nodded.

"Do you want to hang out tonight, just some time to step back and, talk?" Damian offered, convincing himself he was just trying to be a supportive friend. He was just being nice, there was no way in the world he was attempting to drag her away from this boy, but she needs to be away from him. For her own good.

All these thoughts were flashing across Damian's mind, that he barely noticed Marissa's look of discomfort.

"I want to" Marissa murmured, "I have a date"

"You're going?" Damian gapped, he couldn't believe her response. Could not believe she was going to see him, after he has obviously hurt her so much.

"I have to" Marissa shrugged, seemingly embarrassed.

"Marissa, he hurt you" Damian hissed.

"I need to sort a way out, and until I do, then I have see him or he'll hurt me more" Marissa struggled trying to say explain what she meant, in a way Damian could possible explain.

"I can explain it" Marissa promised.

"How?" Damian frowned.

"Glee" She smiled, tugging on his jumper. Damian frowned, but decided he would take her word for it.

"I promise" Marissa said solemnly, "Tomorrow night, is ours"

"I suppose" Damian said with an exaggerated sigh, but winked.

"Mr. McGinty!" Cameron yelled out, bounding into the choir room. Damian's head shot up, almost dropping his notebook. Cameron fell into the chair beside Damian, with excitement plastering his face.

"Cameron" Damian stuttered, still trying to jump-start his heart again. Cameron looked at his best friend with a critical eye.

"What's wrong?" Cameron demanded. Damian sighed, but his eyes zeroed in on Marissa walking through the door. Her shoulders were hunched over and she looked remarkably weak. Marissa smiled confidently at Damian, making her bruises crinkle and they were dimmed because of that smile, which in Damian's biased opinion was beautiful.

Damian heard the slight pop of Cameron's mouth, dropping open with surprise. Damian heard collective gasps from the entire glee club, as they basically turned to stare at Marissa walk over to Damian.

"How do you feel?" Damian asked, Marissa gave him a slight smile and mouth, watch.

She strolled over to the piano and sat down in front of it, not to play a song but to just have somewhere to sing.

Just gonna stand there

And watch me burn

But that's alright

Because I like

The way it hurts

The way you lie

Everyone was silent as they watched her, how she poured her heart out. Damian felt himself stand up and walk over to her, he placed a hand on her shoulder.

Just gonna stand there

And hear me cry

But that's alright

Because I love

Her voice broke on the last note, tears pouring down her face. One long tear fell down the middle of her black eye, falling onto the ivory keys.

I love the way you lie

I love the way you lie

When she stopped singing, she took a large breath and spun around to face Damian. She stood and looked him in the eye, which Damian was finding it hard to look at her, with the throbbing bruise.

"Get it now?" She demanded. She stuck her chin out, obviously trying to appear strong and determined. The tears pouring down her face ruining the effect. Damian opened his arms and Marissa almost threw herself in them, he gripped her around the waist as her body shook with sobs.

"I get it" Damien muttered, "I get it"