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Secret

As me and Cole walked to the car I wondered why Carlisle had that look on his face, Carlisle rarely never worries.

"Where do you want to go?" Cole asked, snapping me out of thought.

"Um, I don't care. What ever you want to do." I said.

"Well we could go to the park or something."

"Okay" I smiled at him.

The one thing I hated about driving with Cole is that he goes way too slow. I mean forty five miles an hour is very slow when your used too your dad going a hundred in a parking lot. Right now I was just glad to know that he didn't hate me. I noticed that the bruise on his cheek was almost gone. If he did get abused, would he tell me? If we ever got really close would I tell him about my family? That I'm only really eight years old? I don't know if I could, he might get scarred and run.

We got to the park in fifteen minutes due too slow driving; if my dad had driven it would have taken maybe five or less.

"Nessie I really need to tell you something, but you have to swear not to tell a soul." He said suddenly serious.

"You can trust me"

"I know I can" he smiled, "It's about my parents and why I have this bruise" he pointed too his cheek. "When I was very little maybe four, my mom was killed and I witnessed it happen."

"What happened?"

"One day I was playing outside and I heard screams coming from the house so I went inside to see what was happening. My father is an alcoholic and he killed my mother in a drunken rage. He has been trying to kill me since that day, practically keeping me under house arrest so that I wouldn't tell anyone about his crime."

"Why was your dad so angry?"

"My mother asked for a divorce and she was packing our bags to run away and never see him again."

"Cole I'm so sorry"

"Don't worry I can handle my dad" he smiled.

"If he doesn't let you out of the house why are you here?" I asked.

He smiled lightly. "When my mom died the courts said that my aunt could have custody of my sometimes so I could see all my family."

"Did anyone ever suspect your father of murdering your mom?"

"You ask a lot of questions", he laughed "you see my dad is very good at playing innocent grieving husband, no one ever thought he could do it.'

"You need to tell someone so you don't have to live with him anymore." I said, wondering how he could have kept something like that to himself.

"No Nessie, you promised you wouldn't tell anyone. Like I said I can handle my dad."

I decided I needed to tell him my secret too.

"Cole I need to tell you something too."

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