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He didn't speak until I had finished spilling everything to him and crying,
"Have you told anyone else this?" he asked gently, lifting my chin up so I was looking at him, I only shook my head.
He gave me a kind smile, "Well, I'll keep this secret between us. Don't worry."
I was so glad. I finally had someone I could trust. He didn't seem to judge me or anything, he just wanted to help me.
We talked for a while, I was not able to shake off the feeling I got when he had hugged me back.
I never realized what time it was...but when I did I panicked. I should've been home an hour ago! I hastily said my goodbyes and ran. I burst inside, out of breath. I was met with the yelling of the people I lived with, making my ears flatten. I tried to tip toe up to my room, but I was caught,
"WHERE WERE YOU?!" a man screeched at me,
"A-At sc-school..." I stammered quietly in reply, shaking.
He advanced on me, smaking my head, "IF YOU'RE LATE AGAIN IT'LL BE WORSE THAN THAT." he snarled, tripping me. My head hit painfully on the floor. But I didn't struggle as he grabbed my leg and dragged me up the stairs, head banging painfully against each one. I knew I'd only be hurt worse if I did.
I hated these people. I hated how I had to be home at certain time or be punished. I heard my door slam and lock once I was tossed onto my mat on the floor.
I didn't even have a proper bed. My room smelt horrid and I opened my window, I hadn't even noticed the back of my head was bleeding slightly.
What I wouldn't give to escape.
When I fell asleep, I dreamt about Spade...
The next morning, I went to school early. I wanted to talk to him...see him, so badly for some reason.
He was just entering when I got there luckily. "Spade!" I called out, making him look back, brow furrowing. He came over to me,
"What in blazes happened to you Kyit? You're all banged up and..." his eyes narrowed, "Why was the back of your head bleeding?"
He took me into the school and dressed my wounds. I could hear him sighing,
"Can I talk to you?" I asked, he nodded and took me to his office.
Why I trusted him so much was a mystery, but I spilled what had happened to him, and about my home life.
I was soon embraced in a hug and comforting words. It seemed he knew what it was like and had the upmost sympathy for me.
After this....it was all uphill, after a long time in darkness, it seemed my light had come, and he was hugging me.