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Jason layed in his bed with his blanket wraped tightlyaround himself and his eyes shut tight. Last night he had the most horrific experience of his life, he had been held down and... he couldnt think about it as every time he did he began to shake uncontrollably. Taking a deep breath he sat up and rubbed his red eyes. he had skipped classes this morning, not wanting to see anyone. But he knew if he didnt show up for work then his boss would call and Jason was a terrible liar so he couldnt say he was just sick. He rose to his feet and winced as he felt a pain shoot through his bottom. It had been his first time and he person was not gentle. He walked to the bathrooma nd looked at himself wincing at what he saw. his cheeks were puffy, his nose red and his brown eyes blood shot from crying so much in the last hours. He peeled off his shirt and looked at the bruises on his shoulders and the one on his arm. He had struggled at first so he was bound to have some marks. Luckily they were all concealable. After washing his face he walked back to his room and changed into a pare of blue skinnies and a black long sleeved shirt then shoved his phone into his pocket not bothering to check for messages from anyone. Once he clipped his name tage to his shirt he reluctantly headed out to his job. Usually chris met him a little before he got off so they could spend some time togehter and for once Jason wasnt really looking foward to it. Since he was scared the other would notice something. He was extremely bad a keeping things from his friend but he didnt want to tell him about this.. he didnt want to tell anyone. At work he kept quiet and worked through the motions mechanically.

Jason looked at the clock and saw he got off in five minutes, then just on time in walked Chris. when he saw him he had to instantly look away as he felt the urge to run to him and sob into his arms telling him everything. No. i dont want him to worry... i dont want him to think of me like that... he took a deep breath and took off his green starbucks hat and vest then put them in the little black bag he always carried around with him. His face was pale and thre were dark circles under his eyes since he hadnt slept at all last night, everytime he tried he could see his face.. feel his hot breath on his skin. He slung his bag over his shoulder and walked over to chris, forcing a smile on his thin lips. "Hey how did the interview go?" he asked instantly jumping into a topic to avoid any questions that chris might ask about his obviously dishevled appearance.

Jason frowned as Chris explained that he had messed up the interview. "I'm sure it wasn't as bad as you thought." he said reassuringly already begining to feel more at ease now that he was with Chris. When the other began to point out his appearance and asked what was wrong. He couldn't help but tense as he Chris touched him and had to remind himself that this was his best friend, he would never hurt him. With a soft sigh he quickly came up with a bad cover story. "I'm just really tired i didnt get any sleep at all because i couldn't figure out this mathematical equation and you know me i had to figure it out or i would never be able to relax." The only fault in this story was that he usually called chris, no matter what time, and ranted about how the problem was impossible and often times in his ranting he figured it out. He chewed the inside of his cheek and silently prayed that he would believe this story and just drop the topic.

Jaz frowned and looked at the floor shuffling nervously as Chris scolded him for lying but didnt push for the truth. "I wasnt lying." he mumbled under his breath, much like a young child would do when they didnt want to admit they were wrong when they knew they were. He glanced back up at Chris when he thankfully changed topics. "Don't sell yourself short Chris, your amazing at what you do. Anyone will be lucky to have you." he reached out and gently squeezed his friends shoulder. "Home sounds nice. want to come over and watch a movie and order chinese food?" he asked with a small smile. Doing his best to ignore the look of worry he was given. it was taking all of Jasons self control to keep himself from breaking down in tears and telling Christopher everything and to keep himself from doing so he chewed on the inside of his cheek and picked at a loose string on the sleeve of his shirt.