"you're really beautiful"
I froze for a second before looking down playing with my hair as a pinky flush appeared on my cheeks. He just chuckled.
"what? i'm sure you get told that all the time"
I looked up at him and shook my head.
"no, in fact I don't"
"I don't believe you"
I shrugged. He looked at me for a bit before gently nudging my arm with his elbow.
"cmon give it up"
"Corbyn it's true. I don't get told I'm beautiful all the time, or any time in fact. I don't talk to many people just Eleanor and you since a few weeks"
"your mom too no?"
"I haven't talked to my mom in months"
"what happened?"
I looked up at him just to meet his beautiful eyes staring back at me.
"I don't think you want to know"
"I do, hey I told you I wanted to get to know you better, you can trust me. This is gonna stay between us"
"ok"
I sighed as I started picking at my cuticles. Suddenly his hand was touching mind and he intertwined our fingers, making me let out a stupid smile but it quickly faded.
"The first memory I have of my mom is her snatching me off the couch and putting me outside into the backyard. She left me there, it felt like I was there forever. She finally let me back in once it was pitch black outside. She told me I had upset her and she was fed up with me. She did that multiple times until my grandma caught her one day, she told her that it had only happened once and that I had only been outside for a few minutes, which was obviously not true. In reality I had been out there the whole day.
When I was in high school, she would yell at me everyday when I came home from school. I never understood why and I still don't, she never told me.
I would cry in my room every night, all night, leading me to get incredibly bad grades and an even lower amount of self confidence.
One night her boyfriend came home before her, he...he did stuff with me. I thought this had to be it, she would finally have to love and care for me now but...when I told her she said it was my fault, I deserved it, she expected it.
She made me feel like I was nothing, less then nothing. She repeated to me constantly that I was worthless and would never get anywhere in my life.
I ended up moving in with my grandma for a few months, those where the only peaceful months of my life. I thought my life was good now but I had to move back in with her when my grandma passed away.
I lost the only person I had.
She turned to abusing me physically as well from then on, knowing nobody would notice my injuries and my pain.
I finally graduated high school while debating taking my life basically every single day.
I decided enough was enough, in the middle of the night I packed my stuff and left.
Before I left I stole a lot of money from her, knowing I didn't have any and ran away to live with Eleanor.
I'm still so scared, because she's looking for me, she wants the money back and i'm so scared she's gonna find me and try to do something to me.
So...no, no one had ever told me I was beautiful, ever"
I was breathing heavily, shacking. I hadn't told anyone but Eleanor my life story, not a single soul knew about all of this. I finally looked up at him to see his reaction.
He lifted the hand that wasn't holding mine and wiped some tears I hadn't realised were streaming down my cheeks.
"I'm so sorry...I-I don't even know what to say. Is that why you didn't want me coming to your house?"
I nodded as I felt his thumb rubbing my hand gently.
"You are beautiful...you truly are, inside and out and we've only really been talking for two weeks. You're are not worthless, you deserve the world"
I smiled faintly before letting his hand go and wiping my face.
"do you wanna go back to my house or...?"
"mine?"
He nodded before getting up and walking out, he took my hand while we were walking in silence. We got in his car and I led him to Eleanor and I's house.
We walked in and I showed him my room, he smiled.
"It's nice, it's really you"
I smiled and sat on the bed. He looked around for a bit before looking back towards me and sitting on the bed as well.
"I wanna say thank you...thank you for trusting me enough to tell me your story. It means a lot to me"
"I've only ever told Eleanor, she was the only person I could ever trust...but now I have you too"
He smiled taking my hands before taking a deep breath.
"I wanna be here for you, to keep you safe and make you happy. I want to show you what it's like to feel love, because everyone deserves love, especially you"
I smiled before hugging him tightly. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close to him. He lifted my head and leaned in slowly connecting our lips.
"thank you"
I whispered.
"no...thank you"
I smiled.
"you're so beautiful"
