J for Jacket
"Paul, why do you always wear that jacket?"
The air between Dawn and Paul suddenly got very thick. Paul sighed, he knew she would ask someday.
"I'm not telling you here." He stood up and grabbed her hand, taking her to the bedroom they had in the Pokémon Centre, rather than staying in the Pokémon Centre lobby with lots of people. They went up the stairs, into the room and locked the door.
"Why didn't you want to tell me down there?" Dawn asked, curiously.
Paul sighed again and took of his jacket and sat on his bed. "This jacket is one of the best things that happened to me as a child. You remember how I told you about getting belted every time I went home?"
Dawn nodded.
"Reggie bought me this jacket, you see how thick it is right? It gave me protection against it. Not much of course, but every bit helped. Sometimes it wouldn't matter if I was wearing it, because she would make me take off my shirt anyway, but other times she wouldn't bother."
Dawn walked across the room and sat in his lap, trying to comfort him. "It must have been hard for you."
Paul nodded, and wrapped an arm around her waist. "This jacket stopped me from being hurt as badly, it gave me protection... I guess I just felt safe wearing it, so even after she was arrested, I continued to wear it because apart from Reggie and the gang, it was the only thing that did try to protect me."
Dawn wrapped her arms around his neck, willing herself not to cry for things that are of the past. Paul held her tighter and rubbed her back, letting his beloved jacket fall to the floor, he wouldn't need it any more.
Yeah this one is really dark and touches a bit on the back-story I gave Paul, what you saw there is less than half of it and it's all dark.