(Cassie's pov)

Someone moved me and I woke up. "Cassie?" I heard someone saying. I looked up wishing it was Mikey, because he is always thinking, like he wasn't here, and in that way, he hadn't seen my scars yet and I really want to keep it secret, that's why I didn't feel comfortable about Gerard being his brother. I mean, he saved Kindle yesterday and that's awesome but knowing that he have seen them... I just couldn't be around him.

I looked up and saw… Gerard. Fuck. He was holding the blanket I brought from my house last night. First he looked confused, like wondering what I was doing there, but then his looked change completely, he was scared, why? I realized at what he was looking. My wrists.

Last night when Dean fell asleep after abusing from me. I stood up in silent and took my razors, and you know what came next. But I knew I couldn’t stay there, maybe I could go to Gerrad… no, Mikey’s house, the one who is my friend is Mikey, not Gerard. But anyway… I couldn’t just go and wake them up. So I decided to take some blankets with me and sleep on his porch, because Dean doesn’t know where Mikey lives, so I thought I would be safe there. And in the middle of the night I started walking to his house without cleaning the new open wounds on my skin.

Now I had the sleeves of my shirt covered by blood. Gerard was looking at them, that explained his scared look. He carefully pulled up my sleeve for him to see my wrist. I let him saw them, he knows what he is going to find, it wasn’t a secret to him. “Cassie…” He said whispering and looked me very worried.

“Come, let’s get inside and clean your wrists.” He said faking a smile that immediately disappeared. I tried to stand up, but I was weak and fell down. Gerard warped his strong and soft arms around me, I put mine around his neck to not fall down again and he carried me inside the house. He came into his room, I suppose, and laid me on his bed carefully and then he went into the bathroom. He came back some minutes later with a wet towel. He sat next to me and uncovered my wrists. He started cleaning them carefully to not harm me. No one ever cared this much of me. He was very sweet… What the fuck, Cassie? He is your art teacher! Your art teacher can’t be sweet!

He finished but my sleeves still covered in blood. So he picked a hoodie from his closet, handed to me and went out of the room. I put on the hoodie. It smelled very good, it smelled just like Gerard… Stop it!

I went outside the room and heard noise in the kitchen, so I went there. “Hey, do you want some coffee?” Gerard asked when he saw me. “Yes, please.” I sat there and he handed me a cup of hot coffee. I was wondering where Mikey was. I wanted to ask him if I could sleep there. Dean didn’t know where Mikey lives and Kindle wasn’t at Dean’s house, so nothing couldn’t go wrong. “Where’s Mikey?” I asked. “He is going to sleep at a friend’s house, It think he said at Ruby’s house, but I’m not sure.” Fuck! What should I do know? It isn’t easy asking your art teacher if you can sleep at his house, you know? Luckily, he read my mind. “Do you want to stay the night?” I nodded and he smiled at me before taking a sip of his coffee. I smiled back. “You have a beautiful smile.” He said and quickly spoke again. “I mean that is nice to see you smile again, because you were sad… and... erm, I’m going to the toilet.” He said and ran out of the kitchen.

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