I needed someone to be my support, someone in whom I could trust again, but I'm afraid to be hurt, to speak, to let my inner thoughts out. I feel my tears falling down on my cheeks. I was feeling pathetic and useless, just like others think about me. I need to get rid of these feelings and just be numb, I need a drink to forget and just be anesthetized to everything.

I startle, hearing a bang on the door, scattering my dark thoughts and the urge which is increasing with every passing day. I know I'm getting addicted to alcohol but I guess everyone needs an addiction to forget the pain. I opened my eyes. I hear all being happy around me, but I fake that happiness. My own father's words, those hateful looks, hurt me more than his grips and pushes. I'm garbage and I'll die like that.

"Theo?" I hear Ty's voice. "You had been in there for some time now." His voice was unusually calm and had an uneasy tone in his voice. I open the door to say that I'm fine and ready but the moment I open the door, his chest was nearly pressed against mine startling me.

His face was near mine and his black deep eyes were staring into mine. I felt his warm breath, which had a sweet scent, just like his clothes and his body... My heart beats faster like it would come out from my chest. For a second I had the urge to stand on my toes and reach his lips, which now seemed pleasantly seductive and mesmerizing.

"We must go first to Blake's," he suddenly says pushing me a bit, he turns around and I could see his ears were red. "Hurry up." He passed me looking at me with an odd look in his eyes. Usually he was pretty rude toward me and looking at me like he just wanted to shoot me down on the spot.

Today he was acting different towards me. Gentle and soft he didn't push me roughly but why? He barely touched my shoulders. I let out a sound telling him that I was ready. I couldn't even say a few words, that's how pathetic I am. He looked at me like he wanted to say something but he stopped.

A few minutes later we arrived at Blake's house. It was silence. Once we entered like it was our own house, our eyes rested on the sofa. Eugene was sleeping soundlessly and in his arms were around Becka, cuddling each other. Tyler let out a sound like he was stopping himself, trying not to laugh. I knew then a nasty thing passed through his mind.

On the other half was sleeping Katya, who looked pretty nice. She was a girl that every guy wanted but I kind of knew she also liked my dream boy and future boyfriend. I roll my eyes only thinking. That will never happen. He sees me like a simple friend. I look at Ty and he stares at me, smiling as well as giving me the impression that he could really read people's minds. As if he had already my mind!

"W–what it is?" I shuttered so they don't wake up. "Do I have something on my face?". He looks at me and let's out a puff and walks away toward the garden and I decided to follow him. His clothes were slightly big for my size but the sweet smell made me feel protected for some reason, a thing which was reminding me of my brother.

"You always have..." He stopped before blurting something mean. "Your bruise is hidden well with the long sleeve." After he said that I froze, forgetting that my father gripped me so strong that it must have left a mark. The last thing I needed was questions!

I had been careless. I was feeling my cheeks hot and my body shaking. If he tells anyone I don't know how I'd pull a magical lie for this. The fingers are clearly showed on my arm. I look at Ty and I see a smile on his lips. Why he is smiling? Is he the Ty I used to know cause I think he can only smirk!

"I won't tell anyone. It will be our little dirty secret" The reply took me off guard and left me standing in the middle of the room looking like an idiot. He winked and stuck his tongue out licking his lip. "Why do you think I gave you that shirt in this heat, idiot."

He reaches toward me but he pulls his hand away fast like he reacted without thinking. I try to mumble something but suddenly we hear a loud noise from the backyard and Blake's voice, yelling.

"Get the fuck out of my house you..." The last part we hadn't been able to hear. The door slammed and in the living room enters a young man I had never seen. He was tall, with short blond hair. He was looking pretty nice. I liked what I was seeing.