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Chapter 3:
There he is. Just sitting there. Blood running down his arm. He sees me come in and tries to hide it but it's no use. I know what's happening. "T-Tommy, I-I can explain. Let's just go somewhere else." He covers his arm and pulls me out of the room. I can barely function by myself. Except for that first day that I met him, Adam always seemed so happy. How could he do this to himself? Why did he do this to himself? "Mom," he yells, "Tommy and I are going to the park. We will be back soon."
"Ok sweetie. Love you, see you later."
"Love you too." He pulls me out the door and before I know it we are at the park. We get to this gazebo type thing and all he does is start hugging me and saying he is sorry.
"Why?" I whisper. It's all I can manage to say. I know I'm probably over reacting but I just can't believe that he would do this. And if it were only that one cut I probably would not be acting like this, but there were tons of scars all over both of his arms. What if he was trying to- No, Tommy don't think like this. Adam would never do something like that. All of these thoughts are just making me cry harder than I already am. After I calm down a little he starts to explain everything. The kids at his old school were brutal. Just because he was in theater, liked to sing, and dressed differently than the other people at his school doesn't mean they had the right to treat him like they did. By the end of his story I am no longer crying. I am burning with rage! My hands clench into fists by my sides. "How could they do that to you?" I don't even realize that I am yelling. "You did nothing to deserve that. All you were trying to do was be yourself! What fucking insensitive douche bags!" I look him straight in the face, " Don't you ever change, for anybody. Ok?"
"Ok." Now we are hugging again and Adam is… laughing? How can he be laughing? There is nothing funny about this situation!
"What's so funny?" I ask him, putting my hands on my hips looking up at him. This just makes him laugh even harder.
"How worked up your getting about this. It's all in my past now. But I appreciate how much you care." His smile is so beautiful.
"Promise you'll try to stop?" I ask, looking up at him with hopeful eyes.
"As long as you'll help me I will try, but I can't make any promises."
"Sounds good to me." I say with a smile. I'm really glad that he's going to make an effort to stop. I look down at my watch. It's already 7:30. "We should probably be getting back soon."
I start walking when he grabs my arm. "Wait," he says, "There is one more thing I need to tell you. But you might not want to be my friend afterwards." I slap his shoulder, making sure not to hit any of the damaged skin on his lower arm. "Ow!" he says grabbing his shoulder. "What was that for?"
"Don't talk like that! You could tell me you used to be an ax-murderer and I would still be your friend! What do you need to tell me?"
He takes a deep breath and says, "Well, there was another reason those kids at my old school treated me like they did. They acted like that because…"
Ok I appologize for the ending. Right now I have a love/hate realationship with suspence so when I wrote this chapter I planned on putting the next one out the day after I put this one out but, unfortuately, I won't be able to post the next chapter untill MAYBE next week. Hopefully. Thank you for the reviews and I hope you like the story so far. Thanks for reading! :)