Aster's POV:

I say scars, but they aren't really, some of them were scars from old wounds, but others were a scarlet color, and a few were new, like he had just made them yesterday.

"What are thoose?" I demanded, he looked away, I took a step closer to him. I could feel my face in a mask of anger. "Who did this?!" I grabbed his wrist and pulled it closer to examine it. He cried out.

"Aster, please, your hurting me." he said, trying to pull away from me, I gripped his wrist tighter. He fell to his knees, and pulled at his hand. "Please, don't look at it, I'm sorry." He begged, I released his hand and it fell by his side.

"Why did you do this, Jack?" I asked, softer this time, I kneeled next to him.

"I didn't know what to do, I was afraid, and confused. It made me feel better, I don't want to anymore, but sometimes, I just get so confused, and I just can't stop." He cried, I gently touched his back, pulling him in to me, trying to comfort him. "Please, Aster, can you help me?" He asked, grabbing my shirt.

"Of course, I'll always help you, all you need to do is ask." I craddled the poor boy in my arms, and his shushed him, trying to get him to calm down. After he finally calmed down, I stood, pulling Jack with me. "Can you walk?" I asked, he nodded, but said nothing. He looked at his feet, and then shyly, he lifted his head.

"Thank you, Aster, for everything." I smiled at the boy, he was always so truthful, I thought it was cute.

"Yeah, let's just get you dressed and home, okay?" He nodded again.

Later that night...Jack's POV:

I was greatful, really, I was, but I couldn't show it. I was afraid, everyday, I was afraid that Aster would find me troublesome and toss me to the side, I was afraid that if he saw my scars he would be angry. I was stupid for doing it, I know I was, but something inside me just needed it. This was my punishment, for always causing trouble for everyone. I deserved to be pushed away, I killed thoose who got to close, so I just needed to stay away.

At the moment I was lying in my bed, thinking about this stuff, I glanced over at my small clock, it read 11:04, Aster was alredy asleep, and if I was quite enough, I could sneak out without him noticing till morning. I grabbed my bag, I always kept it packed, just in case. I snuck out of my room, slowly making my way to the door. I was about to open it, perparing myself to never see this place again, but something stopped me. Looking on the fridge I saw only one thing on it, the picture I had drawn the first day of class, it was hung there, as if it were somthing special. And right next to it, on the counter, stood a picture frame, inside it was a picture of Aster and me when we were walking down main street. I smiled, rembering when it was taken. A women was trying to sell a new camera, so as a demonstartion, she took a picture of us, she handed it to Aster. I didn't realize he had framed it. I found myself smiling unitentionally. Then, I looked back at the door, turned on my heel, and walked back in to my room.

I unzipped my always packed and ready to go bag and poured the contents on to my bed, I pulled out my things and began putting them away. I had no need for a runaway bag anymore, because I had foud the place where I belonged.

My place was with Aster, and for once in my life, I trully had a home.

Fin~

A/N: please don't kill me, it took a long time to come up with this ending, but I kinda like it. I hope you do too, please review, and feel free to check out my other story, which I will be finishing.

Thank you to all who supported me, Special thanks to: MidnightWolf191, Lovepuppy316, and Caithlinn13. Your reviews rocked! One last thing, I will be starting a new story soon called A school for sprites. I hope you all read it, thanks again.

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