Lily's POV

The Powerpuff girls binging session was honestly one of the most hilarious ones in my entire lifetime. Every time Mojo Jojo's face would show up on screen, the guys would start throwing popcorn at the T.V. and shouting hilarious insults. The best one was, "Mr. Hairy arms". I burst out laughing at that one and almost peed myself. By the time we had watched about twenty episodes, three and a half hours had passed by and it was about eight thirty at night. Ryan wanted to order some pizza so he ordered five big boxes. How we would eat all of that, I had no idea.

When the pizza's arrived, Ryan, Cole, Jason and Asher all dived on them like a cricket player diving for the ball. I ate like a normal human being and was full to the point of bursting after three slices, whereas the boys all ate a full box each. When Jason was finished with his box, he eyed mine as if he hadn't eaten in months, so I gave it to him. He hugged me so tight, I thought I would scream from the pain.

What was with these boys and touching? I breathed a sigh of relief as he got off of me and saw Asher staring at me with worried eyes. We played some games for a bit and all decided to sleep at two in the morning. I went to the room to change into a sports bra, because I could not sleep with a lot of clothes on. I feel suffocated if I sleep in too many clothes, so I would usually always sleep in short, silk pajamas or a sports bra and shorts if I was beaten. I had come up with a plan on what to tell them about my injury if they did notice it.

Jason set up a giant mattress, big enough for at least seven people in the living room. He said that they always slept in the same room if they were having a sleepover and that it was a tradition. I just shrugged and went along with it. I trusted them enough to know that they wouldn't rape me. I came out of the room in my hoodie and the shorts and bra on underneath. I sat on the mattress and watched as Ryan sat beside Cole who sat beside Jason who sat beside Asher who sat beside me. I guess this was how we were sleeping tonight. When Ryan turned the lights off, I took off my hoodie and jumped almost five foot into the air as I heard them all gasp. Cole started stuttering and saying,

"W-what are y-you doing?"

To be honest, I was very surprised. He didn't really seem like the type to stutter. I then said,

"Uh...... taking off my hoodie to sleep? Why?"

I heard him mumble an ok and curses from all around the room. I was so confused. Jason then said,

"C-can't you sleep with your h-hoodie on?"

Ok, something was definitely wrong. I turned towards him and said,

"No, I can't. I can't sleep with a lot of clothes on."

Ryan mumbled something which sounded a lot like,

"Sh*t, how am I going to sleep like this?"

Then, Asher said,

"What's on your back?"

I froze. Ryan got up to turn the light on and they all gasped as they saw my back filled with bandages. I decided to use my excuse. I said,

"Well.... a few days ago, I got involved in some gang business. The people wanted me to give them my phone and stuff. When I refused they used their knives to cut my back."

It sounded believable enough. At least it did in my head. Asher and Cole still seemed suspicious whereas Ryan and Jason looked concerned. Jason asked,

"Did you go to the hospital to clean the wounds?"

I shook my head and they all gathered around my back. Oh shoot! They were not allowed to see the wounds. Before I could react, I felt Asher unwrapping the bandages from around my back. I held my breath as the dried blood pulled against my skin. Once they were off, I heard them all gasp, once again. I closed my eyes so that the tears wouldn't fall out. I knew that the scars would never leave me and I expected everyone to have the same disgusted reaction as I did when I first looked at myself in the mirror. Asher came in front of me, saw my teary eyes and his stoic expression melted away as his face softened. He hugged me, but made sure to not touch my back.

I felt myself melting away in his comfort and let the tears fall. He continued to hug me as Ryan, Cole and Jason brought a first aid kit and started to dress the wounds properly. Asher held my face to his bare chest and let me cry on it. He whispered soothing words in my ear and caressed my hair. After the dressing was done, Ryan held his arms out and I jumped onto him. He hugged me without touching my wounds and I stayed in his embrace. I could tell that these people would be amazing friends. Then came Jason's turn and finally, Cole's. They all held me and rocked me backwards and forwards as I sobbed quietly.

They probably thought that I was weak for crying over wounds. What they didn't know was that they had finally put the pot on the warm stove and allowed it to simmer. I had suppressed my tears for so long and letting them out, made me feel a sense of relief. I felt myself falling asleep in their arms and I soon drifted off into the most peaceful sleep that I'd had in years.

Dramatic, eh? Anyways, there you go. Make sure to comment, vote and share if you liked it. Peace out <3.

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