Convulsive Ch.3

“Come on.” He wrapped my arm around his shoulders and led me to the bathroom.
He grabbed a towel and pressed it against my nose.
“Jeez you really did a number on it.”
“It wasn’t me.”
“I thought because you kept muttering I fell on the concrete over and over again in your sleep.”
“Yeah that happened earlier.”  Crap!
“Then how did this happen then?”
“My boyfriend hit me.” I dropped my head
“Did he do the other stuff on your face or was that the concrete?” he knew what a lie the concrete accident was.
“No that would be my Dad.”
“You poor thing.” He was still dabbing my face.
“Its no big deal it’s been happening since I was little.”
“How little?”
“I think it started when I was eight right after my mom died.”
He looked at me with concern and placed his hand on my cheek.
I looked into his brown eyes he seemed so different. When I looked into Adams eyes I saw a drunken stoner. But Gerard’s were so truthful so full of caring and love.  
It was like he was a completely different person.
“Why don’t you stay here?”
“If I do my dad will hunt me down.”
“Not if he can’t find you.” he seemed like was desperate to keep me here.
“Adam will find me.”
“Who’s Adam?”
“My boyfriend.”
“Doesn’t seem like he is a very good boyfriend.”
“I have technically left him but he just comes over because I said we can stay friends.”
“Oh.” He had a gleam of hope in his eyes.
“I think I am better now.”
“You didn’t answer my question.”
“I can’t my dad will see me on the streets and beat the shit out of me, and you.”
Was I falling for a guy I met two seconds ago?
He moved his face closer to mine.
“Hey Gee, do we need to take her to the hospital.”
“No I think she will be okay.” He smirked
“Hey Mikey do you mind if we have a house guest for a little bit?”
“No I guess not.”