"Yellow are you okay?",Red asked frowning. He had wanted to ask her that question since she entered her classroom. Yellow had bloodshot eyes, she had been crying.

Yellow justs slowly nodded. It would make no difference if she told him so why bother?

Red sighed and pulled her away from the crowd of kids getting ready for lunch. Yellow just followed already knowing where they were going.

There was a shed nearby and while the shed itself is always locked, there's a space next to it for privacy. That's where Red usually takes her there now so Yellow can freely express how she feels.

Red looked around and made sure no one was near them. He looked at Yellow and gently tucked a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear.

"What happened?"

That was all it took. With those two words Yellow was an open book to Red. Red was use to it when Yellow hugged him and told him what happened. He was pissed at her mom now though,how could she leave her own daughter?

Red hugged her back tightly as if saying he was going to stay, he was going to protect her. And he was. Red was surprised however, when he felt his shirt getting soaked in the area yellow's eyes would be.

Was she...crying? Red had never seen or heard Yellow cry and he never wanted to. Seeing her like this made him want to pick her up and hug her tightly. He wanted to keep her away from all the dangers the world would bring.

His heart hurt just seeing the girl he loved cry. Yes you read right.
Red loved Yellow. He just couldn't bring himself to tell her, not now anyway. Yellow had enough to deal with as it is.

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"F*cking wh*re leaves me with her stupid brat",Yellow heard her dad mutter as she made her way upstairs.

"BRAT!!",The man yelled and Yellow flinched. She slowly turned to him. "Y..yes?",she asked quietly. He walked to her and grabbed her wrists tightly making Yellow wince.

"Your wh*re of a mom left so now you do ALL of the damn cleaning got it?!",He yelled and raised his hand to hit her.

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Yellow entered her room and got out of her uniform. She couldn't take it. She needed to do it again. She promised herself she wouldn't but...

Yellow opened one of her drawers and rummaged through it. She stopped when she felt a cool surface touch her fingers. She grabbed it, being careful with its sharp edges and took it out. A razor blade.

There was a battle in her head of do it and don't do it. Why wouldn't she just do it? She closed her eyes and scoffed. The one person who appeared in her head for the reason to not do it was the person who gave her emotions again. Red.

Why would she not do it for him anyway? He was just a friend anyway. Just thinking that thought made Yellow feel a pang of pain in her chest. Why was that? What made Red so damn special that she'd actually stop herself from hurting herself just at the thought of him?

After much debating Yellow turned to her trash can and threw the razor blade in it. She couldn't, even if her mind was telling her to take the razor blade and use it. She just couldn't.

Instead she did something her mind deemed pathetic. She grabbed her phone and texted Red.

Yellow: Red?

Red<3: yeah?

Yellow: i can't take it anymore.

Red<3: what do you mean?

Red<3: are you talking about your dad?

Red<3: did he do something to you?

Red<3: Yellow did he hit you?!

Yellow held back upcoming tears. What was she doing? She was only making him worry. She shouldn't have told him anything. She was starting to think the razor blade was a better idea now..

Red<3: Yellow?!

Red<3: Yellow please answer me!

Yellow: im here...

Red<3: oh thank god...

Red<3: did he do anything to you?!

Yellow: he...hit me again.

Red<3: Yellow where do you live

Yellow stared at her phone with wide eyes. What? Why does that matter?

Yellow: Why does it matter?

Red: you're coming with me and your dad is going to rot in jail.

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Yellow walked down the stairs quietly with a bag of her stuff on her. Where was she going you may ask? To Red's house. The guy had managed to convince Yellow that living with him would be safer than with her drunk of a dad, and he was right.

Yellow however had managed to convince him not to call the cops. She was still underage she could be taken to a foster home if the cops took her dad. They could try finding her mom but if she really wanted Yellow with her she would've come back for her herself.

Red agreed after literally two hours of convincing so it was 7 pm now. Yellow had her clothes and the one thing that let her meet Red,blue and Green. Her head gear.

She opened the door and left closing the door quietly. She walked a bit until she saw Red nearby. She tugged on her sleeves so her scars and bruises would be hidden but Red noticed anyway.

Red gently held out his hand and Yellow took it with no hesitation. She honestly felt much safer being near Red now more than when she was at home.

That was okay with her now though. She was okay with experiencing weird emotions that made her happy yet nervous when she's with him. She's okay as long as it's with him.

Red squeezed her hand gently in a comforting manner as they made their way to his house. He cared for her a lot, and he couldn't stand the thought of her being in that horrible home.

But everything would be okay now. He's her new home. He'll always be the one person she could go to for comfort.