“Perfect,” said the blonde-haired boy who stood next to me with a makeup brush in his right hand.

“Not perfect Jae,” I said slightly rolling my eyes. “You didn’t cover the scar,” my voice slightly dropped before the last word slipped my mouth. My delicate fingers wrapped around the glass bottle filled with concealer, pulling it out of my makeup bag. I applied the peachy liquid to my skin earning a disapproving stare from Jae.

“Why do you cake your face with all that makeup? You’ll look ugly anyway.” I finished fixing my face and rolled my eyes at his snarly comment and dusted my skirt.

“Buh- Bye,” I said turning and opening the beige colored door of my bedroom.

“BE BACK BEFORE MIDNIGHT!” Jae called plopping himself down on to my bed. I waved and left the room. I skipped down the spiral staircase in my house and made my way out of my home on to the porch.

I saw my date for the night; actually, the only date I’ve had in a long time. A fairly tall man with pale skin, jet black hair and blue eyes stood in front of a matte car. He perfectly paired a pair of black torn jeans, a plain white t-shirt, and a leather jacket. I straightened out my skirt and began to walk toward the man I’d be spending the next four hours with.

“Luna,” he greeted with excitement hinting his tone.

“Kai,” I said in a plain yet elevated voice.

“You look stunning,” he complimented.

“As do you,” I replied smiling.

He opened the passenger’s side door of the matte vehicle, gesturing for me to take a seat. He then made his way to the driver’s seat starting the automobile with a loud revving noise. The atmosphere was silent and tensed as we drove past a vast amount of buildings and were now on the road surrounded by greenery, unlike the streets of the city.

“Where are we going?” I asked breaking the awkward silence.

“It’s a surprise,” he said gripping the gear tighter. I somewhat shifted in my seat and pulled down the white skirt that was now riding up my mid-thigh. It was almost as if I was in a trance as I looked out the window; the viridescent post fall trees were growing fruit and flowers.

“We’re here,” whispered Kai leaning closer to me. I nodded as he unlocked the car with the swift flick of a switch. I opened the door, I looked to my feet as I stepped out of the vehicle to meet a breezy spring evening. My gaze shifted catching a glimpse of cherry blossoms lined alongside a white brick pathway meeting a bench at the end.

I opened the door, I looked to my feet as I stepped out of the vehicle to meet a breezy spring evening. My gaze shifted catching a glimpse of cherry blossoms lined alongside a white brick pathway meeting a bench at the end.

I stood in awe as I took in the unexpected beauty, “This was my surprise,” whispered the tall, jet-haired boy who stood next to me.

“They’re cherry blossoms,” I exclaimed. “I love cherry blossoms. The way they smell, their gorgeous color, just everything about them,” I shifted towards one of the trees, picking up a fallen petal and smelling it. “I remember, when Jae and I were younger, we would sit under trees like these and try to catch the flowers that would fall.”

Kai’s hand snaked around my waist, “This was my surprise to you that I really like you and I have liked you for a long time now.” My cheeks turned a bright magenta as I took his hand to run past all the sweet cherry blossom trees. He held my wrist pulling me back into his chest, I looked into his ocean blue eyes as he looked down into my hazel ones. Our faces were only inches apart when he leaned in. His rosy lips were millimeters away from mine, causing me to panic. I parted from his tight grip and pushed him away with all the force I could muster. I ran, I ran, and I ran.

Soon enough, I reached a location of which I was unfamiliar too. I immediately pulled out my phone from the front pocket of my floral purse. I scrolled through my contacts to find the only person I trust. I clicked on the white bar labeled ‘Jae’ and brought my phone closer to my ear. The phone started to ring as I unknowingly she a tear. The line went flat followed by a slight beep and a masculine voice.

“Luna?” I opened my mouth to speak, and to my surprise, I was unable to say anything. “Luna? Are you okay? Do you need help? I need you to say something.”

“Can you come to pick me up?” I weakly said as my voice quivered.

“Just tell me where you are.”

“I don’t know.”

“Okay then. Send your location to me.” I nodded my head at his last comment and listened as the line cut completely.

I closed my eyes as yet another tear-stained my cheek. Within the next minute, I was on the floor bawling my eyes out waiting for Jae’s car to arrive. Soon enough a red Ford Mustang pulled up close to the curb I was sitting upon. A man that was only about 4 inches taller than me stepped out, he looked closely at me as his blonde bangs covered his glasses.

“Don’t cry, Luna.” He sat next to me and pulled me into a hug. He kissed the top of my head as I sobbed into his chest. He pulled away from me and pushed my hair back and put it behind my ears. “Come on let’s get you into the car.” He picked me up bridal style and carried me to his car. He placed me in the front seat of his Mustang and clicked the seatbelt, securing me in my position. He started driving past the somewhat familiar route Kai had just driven me though.

After what felt like 15 minutes of driving, Jae finally spoke up. “What happened?” he questioned, his glasses falling to his nose, his eyes still fixed on the road.

“Nothing,” I said hiding my currently red eyes and puffy cheeks.

“Nothing? Seriously Luna, what is it?” he said in the calmest voice he could muster at the time.

“I SAID NOTHING!!! GOD STOP ACTING LIKE YOU CARE!!!” I yelled despite his understanding of the situation. I rolled my eyes and hid my face yet another time.


I jumped at his sudden outburst of anger, frustration, sadness, etc.

“I am okay,” I said with a shaky breath wiping the tears away from my face. “I am okay,” I said repeatedly trying to control the shaking in my body.

“THAT’S IT!! I’M DONE WITH THIS AND WITH YOU!!” he scoffed. “PUH-LEASE ALL YOU WANT IS ATTENTION!! I’M DONE GIVING YOU ATTENTION!!” He got out of the car slamming the door behind him, causing the vehicle to shake. He paced to the trunk of the car and punched the red metal of the car, kicking at the tires. I curled up into a ball on the passenger’s seat of his car and put my head into my hands. I opened the door of the car and slowly placed my foot down onto the pavement, I pulled myself out of the car and walked towards Jae.

“What do you want? Because if it’s more attention, I’ve already given you all I had,” he said in almost a whisper, moving his hand away when I reached for it.

“I want to tell you. I want to tell you everything.” He looked toward me and scoffed.

“I’d like that,” he said leaning against the car with his back and sliding down, so he was sitting on the ground.

“The scars,” I started. “The ones on my face, they’re- they’re not there because I fell or any of the stupid, dumb excuses I’ve given you. They’re there because- because of my dad.” His eyes widened at my statement, but he quickly changed his expression, hoping I didn’t see it.

“My dad… he had different ways of punishing me for anything I had done. He had always had strict rules around the house but the rules, the consequences they had gotten worse as soon as my mother had passed away. He’d come home late and drunk; he’d beat me up until my thighs were bruised or until the cuts on my torso wouldn’t stop bleeding.” At this point, I knew Jae would never even talk to me after I finished the story. He looked at me, concern flashing through his blue pupils as he slowly brought his hand to my face to wipe the tear which had slipped out of the safety of my eyelashes.

“Hey it’s okay,” he said pulling my face to his so the both of us were looking into each other’s eyes. “I don’t care about all of that okay? I love you for you,” his voice was soothing, loving almost. His eyes stared into the depths of my hazel colored eyes.

“Well I think we should get home,” he broke the silence and tension between the both of us getting up off the road. He held his hand out and watched as I extended mine to grab his hand and pulled me up. He abruptly let go of my hand and trudged to the driver’s side of the car. He opened the door and lethargically slipped into the seat and started the car. I followed behind him, sat in the passenger’s seat fixing on my seat belt.

The ride home was long and treacherous, from time to time we could hear the noise of crickets chirping followed by the harsh sound of water splashing. After what had seemed like hours, we had finally reached my house. He parked the car, and I unbuckled my seatbelt getting ready to get out of the car. I opened the door ready to leave when Jae’s hand held my wrist. He pulled me back into the car, causing the door to close behind me.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered almost as if he didn’t want to say it. “It’s just that-,” he stopped. “You know what never mind, I’m just really sorry.”

“Okay,” I whispered back, earning a small smile from him. Both of us stared deeply into each other’s eyes as his large hand held mine. He slowly leaned in and cupped my face with both his hands.

“You are the best thing that has ever happened to me; I really do love you, Luna,” he said leaning in, so our foreheads were now together. His lips were only centimeters apart from mine, and I could feel his warm breath upon my chin. He slowly but surely closed the gap between us by hugging me and kissing my forehead.

“We are a mess, but we are going to be okay,” he said tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.

“We are going to be okay,” I repeated, sitting there in silence.

2 Replies to “Scars”

  1. I really want to start a blog about Fashion and cute things for girls. But I can’t seem to know how to start it. I’m not that confident because I’m not sure if it’ll have potential like other blogs. I also don’t know if what I post should keep up with Fashion trends or be my style. Another thing, how do I give myself that inspiration to post every week? Should I research trends and cute things and write paragraphs on it or keep it short? Help!.

    1. Hello,
      I was also the same way when I first started and to be honest, I am really bad at keeping up and posting. I lost my site due to technical difficulties and had no access for over a year and now I finally got it back. Things like this can be scary and make you loose motivation, but I can help you with some tips!
      First of all, before starting a blog make sure you do your research. Look for the best hosting sites and look for other blogs that simulate what you would like your blog to look like. Once you figure out what you like, you should find a good and catchy domain that explains what you would like to discuss in the blog. Then, I would suggest you get really comfortable with your website structure and how to make edits.
      After that,it is free reign! Go crazy and do whatever your heart pleases but just make sure that you are passionate about whatever you are writing!
      I hope this helps you and I am sorry for the late reply.

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