Chapter 5 : Black and Blue.

Warning : Abuse and mention of cutting.

Patton wore his cardigan during school that day.

People noticed but not enough to care or ask.

His arms were littered with black and blue bruises and he was in physical and emotional pain.

His chest hurt from when his father stood on his chest and he was surprised he wasn't dead, but then again, his father did love a game or two.

Patton sat on his desk uncomfortably, it's not like he too inflicted pain upon himself to try and feel better, not that it did. He just got used to it.

He hadn't payed attention to his history teacher and it seemed that Mr Burkshall could tell as when lesson ended he pulled Patton aside.

The blue tie male glanced behind him before leaving.

"Patton? Are you ok?" Asked Mr Burkshall.

"I'm fine Sir!" Patton smiled, maki g his history teacher smile back.

"Are you sure? You were out of it today."

Patton smiled, but more apologetically, "I'm sorry Sir, I just don't feel too good right now. Must be the shrimp from last night." He joked, earning a chuckle from his teacher.

"Ok, do you you need to go home?"

"No thanks! I'm getting better!"

Mr Burkshall nodded, "ok, get well soon Patton."

"Will do!" Patton smiled and walked out, his arms, legs and chest littered in the black and blue bruises.