Saturday night Chloe sat propped up against a pile of piles she made on her bed watching the tv that was across the room. As she reached for the control there was a know on her door and and looked over to it, sighing as she got up to answer it. She knew that it could only be one of two people, Colby or Jon. She didn't actually want to see either or them; Colby because he over exaggerated everything he heard which included Jon and her selfs new relationship, and Jon because he want to talk about what she meant by things he didn't want to know. She wasn't ready to face either of them, but it was now or never.

She didn't bother looking to see which of the two it was and just pulled the door open. She looked up and saw the familiar eyes of Jon and smiled, letting him in. He gave her a soft smile as he passed by her and she shut the door behind him. She turned around and laughed when she saw that Jon had already made himself comfortable on her bed. He grinned at her and gestured for her to sit with him, which she did. When she said on the side of him he pulled her into him and wrapped his arms around her and she smiled to herself, she felt special knowing that he's never do this for anyone else.

"How was your day?" She felt him talk into her hair and leaned into him.

"Good, how was yours?" She spoke softly and Jon smiled.

"Better now that I'm here." Chloe laughed and looked up at him.

"That was pretty bad." He smiled as he nodded.

"Yeah, you're right. It was pretty bad." They both laughed and sat in silence for a moment. "So are you going to tell me about this things that you say I don't wanna know?"

Chloe sighed and turned to face him. "Jon, you really don't wanna know."

He gave her a look that said she was stalling and she groaned, throwing her head back. When she looked at him again she tried pleading with her eyes but he didn't budge. He wanted to know, and what Jon wanted he got. Chloe ran her hand through her hair and looked at him again, shaking her head.

"Alright." He smiled and she was still shaking her head. "I have no idea how to start."

Jon watched her as she thought of where to start. She was looking out the window and her eyes were filled with confusion. Confusion that she said he'd never understand, but he wanted to try to understand. He wanted to try for her.

"Well I should start with my childhood shouldn't I?" When she looked over at Jon he nodded, listening. "My dad was abusive to say the least, and my mom was too drunk to care. He took everything out on me and not once did my mom do anything to stop it. She just watched as he screamed and threw things at me from across the room."

Jon sat in absolute silence as she spoke. "Every single day he told me I was worthless and didn't deserve to be alive, and sooner or later I believed him. When I was 16 I.."

Her eyes shut tightly and Jon didn't really know what to do. He wasn't expecting her to say anything like what she said. His heart broke a little as he say a tear roll down her pale cheeks for the first time. Chloe didn't know how should could tell him that she almost killed herself because of what some man who called himself a father had told her.

"I wouldn't be here if I had gone through with it." Jon gotten the gist of what she was saying and his pulled her into him, remembering his own past. "I didn't do it because my my siblings, they're the only thing that ever meant anything to me, I had to stay for them. I would do anything for them."

"Chloe-" Chloe cut him off.

"No, you wanted to know." Jon tried to tell her she didn't have to. "It's alright, just let me finish."

He looked down at her as she wiped the back of her hand across her cheek. "So after I came back from the hospital everything was alright for a week or two until my mom came home shit faced and my dad flipped out. It was the middle of the night and he was screaming at the top of his lungs and I woke up to it. When I went down stairs to bring my brother and sister upstairs he saw me and started going on about how I was a mess up. How I needed to just get over my depression, how I needed to stop hurting myself for attention, and how I should eat something instead of starving myself."

Jon held onto her tighter, he would have never guessed any of this happened to her. She was always so happy, she wouldn't hurt herself, and she definitely didn't look like she had been anorexic. He thought he saw scars on her arms when he looked at her sometimes, but never thought anything of it. It shocked him, he was starting think that he was better off not knowing. That wasn't true though, and he knew that. Chloe knew that he'd find out sooner or later, which was why she went on.

"It wasn't for attention, I just needed a pain reliever and that's what it came to, that's what it still is. You know, sometimes when I'm just laying here at night I think back to everything he said to me and he was right. I'm nothing special. I don't deserve to be here, I stayed for them." Her head was hanging down and her hair fell into her face and Jon processed what she said.

She thought that she was nothing special?

"Chloe, nothing he said to you was true. You aren't worthless, not to me. Not to Colby, or Joe, or the girls at work. Not to anyone." He pulled back and Chloe wouldn't face him, she stared out the window biting her lip so she would burst into tears. "You're amazing, and everyone cares about you so much. They wouldn't know what to do with out you! You make everyone so happy, and if you weren't here nothing would be the same."

Chloe's eyes closed and her head tilted towards the ceiling as tears fell from closed eyes. She felt Jon's hand wipe them away as he started to speak again.

"Don't ever think that way about yourself. And don't ever hurt yourself again. Please, Chloe." She shook her head.

"What am I supposed to do?" Her voice cracked slightly as she continued to stare at the ceiling.

"If you think about hurting yourself, do it me." Her eyes widened at him and her mouth dropped as her head turned towards him.

"No, I couldn't. I couldn't hurt you like that." He shook his head.

"You hurting yourself, hurts me. So what would be the difference?" More tears fell from Chloe's eyes and Jon's eyes started to blur. "Please Chloe, can't you see that when you hurt yourself I'd feel the pain too?"

"I'm sorry." He forehead was leaning on his shoulder and his chin rested onto of her head. "I'll try to stop. It's hard."

"I know, and I'll be here for you the entire time." He pulled away and looked into her eyes. "You're not going through this alone. I promise."

Jon never broke a promise, and he definitely wasn't going to break this one.

-A/N: I'm not too sure about this chapter I dunno, I hope you're liking the story so far! It's almost over! D: Anyways thanks to Dixiewinxwrites12, & Pinayprincesa for their reviews! Remember to favorite, follow, and review!