General pov

Halfway through the movie, Buffy had fallen asleep in Marty's arms. Marty didn't know what to do, he didn't want to wake her up because he saw how relaxed Buffy was. Normally Marty was one to plays game with her but after seeing Buffy breakdown, something changed in him.

Marty knew that if he hadn't rescued Buffy after she was sexually harassed, that Buffy would have been in worst condition and would have been more broken apart if no one had been there for her. Now knowing what Buffy has to go through every day, Marty wanted to help her. He didn't want to admit it out loud but she was growing on him. He felt this connection with her.

" Buffy?" Jessie said seeing his sister asleep on some guys shoulder.

" and who are you?" Jessie asked the teenage boy.

" oh me, I'm Marty. And you must be Buffy's brother. This isn't what it looks like" Marty said nervously.

" Really cause it looks like your too close with my sister" Jessie crossing his arms.

" Ha well you see, umm... " Marty began but grew more nervous at the look Buffy's brother was giving him.

" Buffy wake up" Marty said gently shaking Buffy. Buffy began to open her eyes to see that she had been sleeping on Marty's shoulder. She began to panic and jumped out of the couch when she saw her brother was here.

"Jessie" Buffy said giving her brother a hug.

" Buffy your alright, thank god" Jessie said. Mrs. Miller had called him and told him what had happened to Buffy and to reassure him that she was handling the whole situation.

"I am. Can we talk about this at home" Buffy asked. Jessie agreed and waited outside for Buffy.

" Sorry about my brother, he can be over protective some times" Buffy said.

" I get it, so does this mean your leaving?" Marty asked

" yeah. I guess I'll see you at the race" Buffy said and then paused as she began to think.

" When the race is over and I beat you, will you still talk to me?"Buffy added.

" When I beat you at the race, will you still talk to me" Marty asked too.

" I'd like to say yes but I think we both know I'm not the best gracious loser " Buffy replied

" me neither"

" you know, if we didn't race. We can still do this" Buffy implied.

" Which were both good at" Marty added.

" Maybe one of us is slightly better" Buffy laughed out.

" You can't help yourself can you?" Marty said laughing along.

" I can't. And your the only person who gets that."

" How about instead of a race, we have a date?" Marty asked.

" a date?" Buffy asked both surprised and happy.

" I had fun with you today, you think us becoming a thing could be a possibility?" Marty asked.

" Us? A thing? I uhh d-don't k-know" Buffy stuttered still surprised. She didn't think Marty felt the same way about her as she did.

" Why don't we start off with a date and see where things go from there" Marty asked, trying not to pressure Buffy.

" Ok" Buffy agreed. Both Buffy and Marty smiled.

" I should go before my brother gets impatient," Buffy added.

" Right, and feel free to come over when ever" Marty replied. They both reached out for a hand shake but that felt weird. Instead they tried to hug, which was even more awkwarder. Buffy mentally slapped her self as she left the awkward situation. What has she gotten herself into?

General pov

" Cyrus!" Jonah shouted in fear seeing Cyrus covered in blood and bruises. Jonah caught Cyrus just as he fell down being too weak to stand up.

" Cyrus, please wake up. Cyrus!" Jonah cried out but Cyrus was already passed out by then. Jonah panicked just like when he saw his mom hurt on the floor earlier. He was so overwhelmed he couldn't breathe. Blood was starting to get on his clothes and hands.

His first instinct was to safely place Cyrus on his bed. He remembered the time his mom got hurt and started bleeding and how he had to fix her up. He ran to the bathroom and grabbed the first aid kit.

He examined Cyrus's body, he had a bruise forming on his left eye. Cuts on lower lip and cheek. Jonah then cleaned up the blood from Cyrus face and place bandaids on the cuts. Then he saw blood dripping from Cyrus's shirt, coming from his back. Jonah took a deep breathe as he removed Cyrus shirt. What he saw made him run from the scene. Cyrus has a huge wound forming on his sides. The flesh wound still oozed blood and the entire right side of his body wore a purple-yellow smear of bruises. Jonah couldn't unsee it. He ran to the bathroom crying. He couldn't understand how this happened to Cyrus.

Later on, every thing had looked cleaned up on Cyrus. All of his cuts and wounds were patched up, thanks to Jonah. While Cyrus rested and recovered, Jonah couldn't even get a blink of sleep. After his mother and his friend getting hurt, it was too much for him to handle. He didn't know what to do.

In his mind he was imagining hundreds of scenarios of what happened to Cyrus. What if he was attacked by the guy from the baseball game who threw popcorn at him. What if he was attacked on his way to visit him and it's all Jonah's fault. Jonah looked at the time, 3 hours had passed. Three hours of Jonah being lost in his thoughts. Another 2 hours went by and that's when the sound of agony snapped Jonah from his thoughts.

He looked to his right to see Cyrus waking up in pain. Crying in unbearable pain. Jonah immediately handed Cyrus the pills he gave his mom. Then Cyrus was out again.

First to wake up was Jonah's mom. She was still in pain but could managed to get up. Jonah heard his mom waking up from the kitchen floor and quickly tried to stop her from seeing Cyrus.

" Mom, are you ok" Jonah said running up to his mom, hugging her.

" Ouch, sweetie my back still hurts," She said wincing.

" Sorry mom, why don't I help you to your room and you relax. I'll make you breakfast," Jonah's offered. Ms. Beck agreed and Jonah helped guide his mother to her bed. He quickly turned on the tv for her and then went to the kitchen to cook for her.

Jonah was trying his best to hold his act together for his mom but he couldn't do it. He almost lost his mom last night and Cyrus. What would have happened if he wasn't there on time for them. Jonah realize he had been crying when tears fell into the pan of oil creating a sizzling noise. He then returned to his mothers room with a plate of eggs, toast and coffee. He handed his mom her medicine to take when eating but she refused again like she did for the last month.

" Mom, you need to take your medicine. Your getting worst everyday. Look at what happened to you yesterday."

" I'm fine sweetie, I just had a little accident but I'm fine. Your mommys not going anywhere I promise," she said as through the pill bottle across the room causing all the pills to scatter everywhere. This was it for Jonah, he couldn't watch his mom slowly fade away from him, he left the room.

He went to check on Cyrus who was now fluttering his eyes open. Cyrus tried getting up but everything hurt. His head hurt too much. His body hurt too much. It seemed that everything hurt too much. Slowly, his senses started to send reports back to his brain. There were bruises and cuts and wounds. He kept his eyes closed, not because he didn't want to see where he was, but he thought it would hurt too much to open them.

" Hey, woah woah woah. Calm down, and don't move you'll just feel more pain," Jonah said holding Cyrus down to the bed. He knew Cyrus must be freaking out having to wake up in his room, all scared and confused.

" Jonah?" Cyrus said finally regaining vision. Cyrus started panicking. He looked around to see that he was Jonah's room, on his bed, in Jonah's clothes.

" yeah it's me. Cyrus are you ok, are you still in pain?" Jonah asked worried.

" Yeah it hurts everywhere, " Cyrus groaned, feeling so much pain. Jonah handed Cyrus some more medicine which Cyrus gratefully took.

"I gave you a lot of painkillers, that should help you with the pain. You were in bad shape before I patched you up. Cyrus watch happened to you?" Jonah asked.

" I umm don't remember, " Cyrus said hoping not to talk about it but Jonah wouldn't except that answer.

" Can you try, like explaining how you ended up at my doorstep yesterday covered in scars and bruises."

Cyrus didn't want to answer the question. If he told Jonah the truth, Cyrus only feared what his stepfather would do.

" It's ok, you can tell me," Jonah said holding onto Cyrus, calming him down.

"I I c-can't" Cyrus cried out.

" I promise you that I will try to help you but you need to answer me, who did this to you?"

" m-my family, they did this to me. They didn't like what they saw at the game. I tried to run away but they got me. I felt it everywhere. Everywhere. They hit me one after the other, kick after kick, punch after punch. lash after lash and threat after threat. Then they dropped me off at the synagogue(Jewish church) and told me not to come back until I was cured," Cyrus cried out. He had never told anyone about what his family does to him, but Cyrus felt that maybe Jonah would be the one to save him.

" Your family did this to you, to their own son!" Jonah said getting angry that Cyrus has been living with these horrible people.

" Just my step dad and step brother, you don't need to worry. I deserve it" Cyrus added.

" Cyrus why would you say that, look at what they did to you. All of these lash marks on your back. Those purple bruises forming on your rib cage. And those cuts on your wrist" Jonah said getting more mad that Cyrus would think that this was acceptable.

" This wasn't them, I did this. It's what I deserve" Cyrus said looking at his scars on his wrist.

" You did this but why, why would you ever do this to yourself?" Jonah asked changing from a state of anger to sympathy.

" I told you it gets dark when I put my self down. This is what I deserve I deserve all of this. My family was doing the right thing by punishing me, I'm a disgrace to my religion. I embarrassed my whole family," Cyrus said crying.

Jonah didn't respond, he couldn't believe this. What Cyrus had to go through everyday. Living with that abusive family. How long has this been happening. How could he not noticed this, Cyrus must be the worlds greatest actor to not let this show at all. Jonah felt guilty, this was his fault. Jonah then picked up Cyrus's arms to look at the pain Cyrus inflicts on himself because he's ashamed of his sexuality. Jonah could see new and old cut scars on Cyrus wrist.

" You have to promise me, that you will never hurt your self again. Please Cyrus. I care for you and I don't want your to hurt your self" Jonah cried out. He felt responsible for all this.

" I promise" Cyrus said. This time Cyrus meant it. Knowing how much Jonah care for him had changed Cyrus's perspective on life. He finally felt that he mattered by someone.

" This is all my fault, I invited you to the baseball game, I kissed you. I'm the reason why this all happened. I won't let you go back to those horrible people. Is their any other place you can go" Jonah asked Cyrus shook his head, he had no one family members he could trust.

" Well your always welcomed to stay at my house and I promise I won't kick you out like last time. Your safe here" Jonah reassured Cyrus.

" Ok, just stay here. You got to rest to get better. Here take this, its the bell I got for my mom to ring when she's sick in bed and needs help. Just give it ring when you need help," Jonah said handing Cyrus a mini bell. Cyrus laughed, Jonah was like his butler now. Cyrus gave the bell a ring.

" I'll take a glass of water, Mr. Beck," Cyrus asked pretending to be a fancy rich person.

" Please call me Alfred. And one glass of water coming right up" Jonah said as they both laughed.

Authors Note- let's see how well it goes for Cyrus and Jonah to be living together. And how it goes with Marty and Buffy on their date.