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Fixing a Broken Heart ch. 6

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   "I'm so sorry I knocked you down," Zack apologized again.
   "I'm fine," I said brushing gravel off my sweater, "So you aren't really sick?" Zack looked down at the sidewalk.
   "Sorry if I made it look like I was avoiding you. I never intended for this to happen." He grabbed his wrists tightly when I noticed new scars on his wrists.
   "Why do you do this to yourself?" Tears started streaming down his cheeks.
   "I'm so weak. Such a little weakling. I'll never stand up to him." I reached for Zack and embraced him in a tight hug. He hugged back and calmed down quickly.
   "You really have to stop doing this to yourself. It doesn't do anything to make you feel better and it's not healthy."
   "I know. But I just can't help it. I just get so upset. I do it so I can forget why I'm sad in the first place." Zack pulled away, rubbing his eyes with his fists.
   "Two wrongs don't make a right." I helped him gather the plastic bags knocked down along with his bike. "Let's talk." We began walking and talking. Zack revealed to me many secrets about his life. I learned a lot of things I never would have known about him.
   "Your parents are dead?" I asked.
   "Just my father and step-mother from a car accident six months ago," Zack said, "I haven't heard from my mother since the divorce. And my older brother died in a car accident eight months ago." I placed a hand on his shoulder.
   "And now?"
   "I live with my twenty-three year old step-brother, Derek. He hates me and hates the fact I have to live with him for about another four years, but we couldn't find anyone else to take care of me. He blames me for everything that's happened and abuses me for it. I nearly missed school for an entire month because I was too scared to leave my room."
   "Why don't you call the police or a neighbor?"
   "Derek would know...and he would kill me. He's tried once. And all my neighbors are too oblivious to care." He stopped walking. "I wanna become strong on my own. I don't care how badly I'm abused. I won't stop fighting." I looked into his dark green eyes.
   "You don't have to do this alone. You have friends. It's all the strength you'll need." He blinked a couple times and for the first time in days he smiled.
   "Thank you, Erica." He gave me a hug and turned the corner into a street of old looking houses. He stopped at the second one on the left, looked at me standing at the corner, and entered inside. Once he was gone, I turned around and walked my home with my heart heavy as metal.
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