Sandy's p.o.v
If only I was here sooner, we could have faced everything together." I whispered and meant every word.
How could they hurt him so much, his whole back was covered in dark red bruises and scars. I hated everyone that had dared to ever lay their fingers on him.
I rested my head on his chest and cried my pain away as he held me close.
"I'm sorry that you had to endure this all alone." I sobbed.
He pulled back and held my hands in his, his cheeks were wet with tears.
"I don't know you and you don't know me. But I hate seeing you cry." He whispered.
I lifted my hands and quickly wiped off his tears with a smile.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you sad, so don't cry." I said then dropped my hands.
"I want to live," he whispered under his breath surp
