Chapter 7

"Leave me alone,go away!".

"Hey,calm down I won't hurt you".

I took in a deep breath and hold it,he have been nice to me so far.I looked up at him.

"W-why did that g-guy want to h-hurt me",i choked out.

"That's just Bailey, I wouldn't let him hurt you,he's just a fucking asshole".

I winced at what he just say,I hate when people curse, "fucking asshole, you're gonna die tonight". The memories rush back to me.My eyes started to get blurry from tears and I began to cry hard,very hard.

"Bobby what's wrong?"Ashton's soft voice asked.

"I-".I choked on a sob that seems to be stuck in my throat,then started to cry again,just thinking about it.

"Shh,Bobby don't cry you're okay".He moved closer to me and hold on to my shoulders.

"DONT TOUCH ME!!!".I yelled.

**Ashton's P.O.V**

"DONT TOUCH ME".Bobby yelled.

I backed away from him.He began shrinking in a fetal position.I then realized that's something happened to him.This kid was broken,lost in his own facade.I want to know what's got him like this and I want to help him,I don't know why but I just want to.I walked to the door and locked it,I came back and bobby slowly stood up.He moved to the other side away from me.I just had to take it slow if I wanted him to be comfortable around me.

"Hey Bobby".He look up.

"Don't hurt me".his eyes pleaded.

"I won't hurt you Bobby,I promise I  just want to talk".

"O-okay".he stuttered out.

I move to him and he step back.

"Okay,I won't touch you.So what's your favorite movie".

"Suicidal room".he whispered.

That didn't surprise me.He let go of his arm and I caught a glimpse of a scar on his right arm.

"Bobby?how did you get that scar?",I asked.He didn't answer.

"Did you do that to your self?".

"No".

"Then who did?".

"I don't know".

"That's the stupidest answer ever".

He didn't say anything,and half an hour later he shift.

"Bobby,who gave you that scar?"

"I seriously d-don't know".

"That's fucking nonsense".

He moved away from me."can you s-stop swearing".

"Ok I'm sorry,you don't swear?".

"No".

"Ok did your grandparents give you that's scar?".

"No".

"Friend,family?".

"No".

"Enemy, party?".

"No".

"Who did then?".

"I don't know!!".his hands shaking slightly at his side.

"You can trust me Bobby,I won't tell anyone"I said in a softer more convincing voice.His eyes search mine for a while."Bobby tell me why you have that scar,tell me why you're afraid to be touched,tell me everything that will help me understand more".

"Why do you want to understand?".tears stream down his face.

"Bobby don't cry", I step closer to him.

"I'm n-not crying".he sniffed.

"You are,you can trust me Bobby".

"I c-cant trust anyone anymore".he replied. I wipe his tears away and he let me.

"Is it okay if I touch you bobby?".

He looked in my eyes and then looked down then nod slowly.

I slowly held his shoulders and pulled him gently to my chest and hug him.He tensed up for some seconds then relax and hug me back.