Becky drove all the way to Adam's house; running through red lights and stop signs, she was surprised she didn't get pulled over. When she got there, Becky sprinted across his yard and found his door was wide open and the faint smell of something burning, like burnt hair. She entered his house and called out his name with no response. Becky ran up the stairs by twos and tried to remember where his room was since she's only been here once. Rounding the corner she stopped cold at Adam's room; where the smell of burnt hair was the strongest.

Adam couldn't hear Becky come in because he had his head phones on full blast while he burned his arm. Becky ran over to him and snatched the lighter out of his possession.

"Adam what are you doing?!" she yelled so loud he could hear through his head phones.

"Becky, get out!" Adam screamed at her. He had been crying since he got home and he chastised himself internally for not shutting the door when he came in- he was too busy trying to find his solace. He didn't want her to see him like this; completely broken and helpless. He got up and pushed her out of his room and slammed the door in her face. He leaned up against and locked it when she finally came back from her thoughts and tried to come back in.

"Go home, Becky. The show's over."

"I'm not going anywhere until you open this door and talk to me! Why were you burning yourself, Adam?"

"Becky, it's none of your business what I do with myself okay?"

"I am your girlfriend, it is my business!"

"You are not my girlfriend. I broke up with you and I don't have to answer to you anymore."

"No, you didn't break up with me. Luke broke up with me."

Adam was silent on the other side.

"Yeah, I heard you two talking in the hallway after school. Adam, why would you do that to me? Why would you just lie down and die like that and not fight for our relationship? Am I not worth fighting for?" Becky asked in a hurt voice.

"No-I- it's- Becky you are worth fighting for. It's just complicated alright?"

"Un-complicate it for me then, Adam; what's the problem?"

Through the door, Adam went on to tell Becky about Carly and Jacob and his last day of school there. During his story, Becky was silent throughout the whole thing only taking in wisps of breath when he talked about the beating Jacob gave him. Adam tried to stay strong while telling her this but he started to choke up near the end when he mentioned Jacob calling him.

"… And so when Luke told me to stay away from you and that you felt sorry for me, it was so easy to believe. I never meant to hurt you Becky but I was trying to protect myself. It was selfish I know and I'm really sorry."

Becky was silent for a couple minutes. Adam could hear the uneven breaths from behind the door as she digested what he told her.

"Why do you burn yourself?" Becky asked in a small voice.

"It just helps me cope. With all the talk about Gracie and how I'm not a boy and that it would be better on everyone if I went back to being her- it's a lot. Burning just helps suppress the hurt and guilt that builds up inside me."

"Doesn't it hurt?"

"Well, yeah; It's not that I don't feel the pain, it's just I'm not afraid of hurting anymore."

Becky remained silent for another couple minutes before speaking again.

"Open the door."

"Becky I don't think that's a good-"

"Open the door, Adam," said Becky interrupting Adam; her voice clear and strong but soft.

Adam took a deep breath and stood up and opened the door slowly, apprehensive. Right when he had it halfway, Becky stepped into his room and took him in her arms. He was startled but quickly wrapped his arms around her; clutching her like at any moment she would dissipate into thin air. Adam was afraid to let her go and Becky didn't want to let him out of her embrace; for few happy moments, Adam felt whole again.

Becky was the first to let go; she still kept her body close to Adam's. They rested their foreheads on one another's. Adam could tell Becky was trying to say something and decided to wait as long as he had to for her to speak again.

"May I see them?"

He knew what she was referring to but he didn't want to scare her off. He knew that she saw him doing it but she had no idea about the numerous other ones on his arms. In some way though, he trusted Becky wouldn't run away, that she was genuine in the countless times she said "Let me help you," or "We can get through this together." Apprehensively, he rolled his sleeve up to reveal his scars. Adam didn't want to watch her reaction so he closed his eyes.

Becky gave a silent gasp when she saw them. There were so many more than she thought there would be. Holding her breath, she trailed her fingers gingerly over them.

Adam felt something soft on his arms. He opened his eyes and saw that Becky was kissing his burns and saying a prayer for each individual one.

"He himself bore our sins in his body on the tree, so that we might die to sins and live for righteousness; by his wounds you have been healed…"

"Surely he took up our infirmities and carried our sorrows, yet we considered him stricken by God, smitten by him, and afflicted. But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was upon him, and by his wounds we are healed…"

"O LORD my God, I called to you for help and you healed me…"

"He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds…"

He felt relief and happiness wash over him as she did this. Tears were streaming down his face and for the first time in a while, he didn't feel broken anymore.

She came to the last scar on his arm, "…He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away." She closed her eyes and internally said a prayer for Adam and let out an audible amen. Becky opened her eyes and looked at Adam who was smiling back at her. She put her hand to his check and he rested his head on it while covering his hand with hers.

"Promise me, Adam that you won't ever do this to yourself again."

He couldn't find his tongue so he just nodded into her hand while more tears escaped from his eyes. She smiled cupped both her hands to his cheeks.

"I love you, Adam," said Becky. She leaned in and gave him a chaste but passionate kiss on his lips.

When they broke away, he saw the honest-to-goodness truth in her eyes.

"I love you, too," he responded and pecked her lips and wrapped her in his arms; trying to make this moment last for as long as he could.

My feels when I wrote this.. Just imagining it happening in real life. I can't. Ah. lajdfjakjdljad. Tell me what you guys think!