“Are you OK, Raven? I got your message, you aren’t hurt, are you? Brandon didn’t hurt you in your fight right?” Justin asked with a lot of concern for my well-being. I shook my head to the negative, and know that I have to speak, so I cleared my throat and gave a weak version of Raven’s voice. I replied back, “No, he didn’t hurt me, but I was worried about you. My voice is scratchy from all the crying I have been doing lately.” I needed to give him a reason for my sounding different. He accepted it as truth and I held his hand and led him to sit on the side of the bed. I tried to blush, and be shy, but I wasn’t good at it, so I kept looking at the floor, letting my hair fall around my face to block me from him.
“What did you want to talk to me about? If you are not safe, I will go with
