The Silent Sorrow (GXG)

7. Where did you get that?

It's been over a week since that brunette in one of my classes warned me, but now there has been a couple of more trying to scare me. I don't feel intimated by them, but very annoyed.

I smile as I see Dandy come towards me, but it fades slowly as she stands in front of me. She has an awful, big bruise on her neck. On the other side from where her scar is. Dandy had this light smile on her face as she came to me. Yeah, She has had this little trace of it for a week now, but now the tiny smile is showing clearly. Dandy watch me with worried as my face changed.

"Where did you get that?" I ask as I move my hand up to her neck, but she takes a step back to avoid me. She is looking at me annoyed, but I don't care. That bruise is so bad. It's different colors in it, blue, red, and purple. Without thinking, I grab her arm hard and push up her sweater finding more of them. They are hideous. Dandy pull her arm back angry.

"Dand..." She turns away before I can say something. I want to know where she got them from, but she can't really answer me. I watch her walking down the hallway. This kind of hurts to look at, because usually, I am the one that steps away from her and she watches me.

It's weird to stand here alone, without those hazel eyes on me. I wish I could follow her, but my class is the other way. I sigh of disappointment and then turn to find my classroom. Thanks to Dandy, I know where all of them are now.

I should not have asked her about the bruise on her neck, or even pulled up her sweater to see the others on her arm. I know I broke a boundary, but it scared me. I have never seen such big and horrible bruise before. There is not just one, but three. Plus those I didn't see. God, maybe she is a fighter.

That I have been wrong all along. I mean, those bruises did not just come of itself. There is a story to those and as curious as I am, I want to know. Not just because of that. I care for her and I don't want her to be hurt. Even though she didn't have signs of pain in her eyes, except when I asked her about it. I should have been more careful when I asked her, not so shocked as I did.

Dandy is standing in front of her locker. She is not even watching me, but I am still going to apologize for what I did. I take a deep breath before I move my heavy legs towards her. Still, her gaze is not at me. It feels so empty when she is not looking at me. I hate it.

"Dandy?" I say quietly and she shut her locker very lightly as she turns to me. She does not look at me with that soft smile. Her eyes are back to the way when she first saw me, hard and cold.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked or even touched you." I finally apologize after hours with a bad conscience, but she just shakes her head.

"Dandy, no. It's not okay. I really shouldn't have done that. You have been so nice to me, and then I just..." To my surprise, she put her hand over my mouth and I look at her with widened eyes. Well, this is a way to make me shut up. She smiles lightly now, which is very good. Dandy moves her hand slowly off me, to make sure I don't say anything. I smile softly at her.

"I'm sorry, Dandy, but," I study her bruise again.

"It looks so awf..." Her hand is back on my mouth. This time I get annoyed so I take it off me.

"Are you going to tell me where you got that?" I ask because I can't bear to walk around wondering. Dandy's smile disappears as she shakes her head. I roll my eyes of myself. Of course, she is not going to tell me, because she does not talk.

"Are you going to show me then?" I wonder. She just stares at me, but then she gets this crooked tiny smile on her face. She nods lightly, but fast. Wow, okay. I guess those bruises are not as bad as I thought.