I watch him leave, confused. I chace after him, stopping him in his tracks. "Jace, It's okay. Just tell me, I promise...I won't..." I tilted his face up to look at me.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I push Young Master on the floor and steal his shoe off his foot, running with it into the living room. Master glances at me as I mentally beg him to tell. Mistress doesn't deserve a secret.
"It's..." He looks down again, pulling his sleeve back and showing her the deep scar from a bite mark on his forearm.
I shudder and plop down, chewing the shoe. I can't believe I'm... ugh.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside