"Keep your eyes closed," he said, as he moved away from her, slowly. She heard something fall, and he cursed silently. "Are you alright?" She asked him. He smiled at the sight of her, he still didn't know why she liked him, but she did. "Yeah, I'm fine just keep your eyes closed."
“We both just stood there. I let the breeze brush against my skin, the sun release the tension in my muscles. It was as close as I had felt to God in a long time. "It's like we're praying," Celeste whispered. "Only we're not saying anything.” ― Nancy Rue, False Friends and True Strangers
I saw the blood and broke down. No wonder he didn't want me to see it. The memories were too horrible. I sank to the ground and covered my mouth, preventing a scream. I turned and looked at the open door. He wasn't outside. I prayed he was alright. After 10 minutes, I saw him running back. "Gabs, I told you to stay upstairs." He whispered when I noticed he was bleeding. I was too weak to move. Even though he was hurt, he pick me up and carried me to my bed. This is why I loved him.