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The Beautiful Nobody
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You'd had a very long day at work and you were ready to just slip off your pants and get into some nice fuzzy pajama pants and lounge around with your boyfriend Steve, your pants however, had other idea's, the zipper jammed and no matter what you did you couldn't get them unzipped so you sighed and walked out of the room and over to Steve who was sitting in one of the counter chairs reading the newspaper. He turned his chair towards you and opened his arms so you could hug him. You rested your head in the crook of his neck and you heard him sigh happily as he wrapped his arms around you in a gentle hug.
"What's wrong?" He asked softly.
"My pants are stuck." You whimpered just ready to be done with the day.
"Oh, um..how-uh-how are they stuck?" He asked his voice slowly getting quieter, Steve was adorable when he got embarrassed, you didn't even have to look up at him to know his face was already turning pink.
"The zipper is jammed." You said, you heard him clear his throat, he was quiet for a really long time, you were thinking about grabbing the kitchen scissors when he pushed you back gently. His face was completely red but his face was totally concentrated as he fumbled with your zipper finally getting it unjammed though the blush on his face went away as he saw the scars. You'd forgotten about them, well not really, you liked to pretend to forget about them, one was on your left hip bone it said shame, the other one on your right hip said failure. Steve gently brushed his thumb over one of them.
"When I was a teen I wasn't as confident as I am now." You said softly.
"Do they still hurt?" He asked looking up at you, his crystal blue eyes meeting your (ec) eyes.
"Sometimes." You whisper.
"Do they hurt now?" Steve asked.
"A little bit." You answer. Steve silently pulls you into another hug, you rested your head on his chest.
"I'll just hold you until they don't any more." He finally said, and for whatever reason that sent the tears to your eyes, you realize that all throughout most of your other relationships you've felt all alone but now, now you actually feel that you're with some one. You can't help but hold onto his shirt as you silently cried, he just rubbed your back whispering things into your ear like 'It's okay' and 'I'm here' and 'I won't let you go' when you were finally done crying you leaned away from him and he wiped your final tears away with such gentleness you questioned if this man was really real or not. You were about to apologize for crying into his shirt and getting it all gross and wet but he just kissed your forehead and said a simple "I love you." Before hugging you again.
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I'd told one to many old jokes to my art teacher, he'd picked the stool up and tossed it at my head leaving a gigantic gash on my head and knocking me out. He then buried me not knowing that I was still alive, I clawed my way up and climbed out of the grave that he'd created for me and we then proceeded to wrestle. I was about to hit him over the head when my friend Satan yelled at me and then I was jolted from my sleep, apparently I'd fallen asleep at the art club Halloween party after Batman had gotten done putting the 'fake' gash on my head. I looked at my art teacher and he glared at me...I knew my truth...
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