"Brady, do you need to see the marks. I pulled her out of the water and got help as fast as I could. I feel bad enough that this happened anyway, I do not need you onto of it. You can either help or get out." I say to him, trying to stay clam.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh
He looks at me, seeing how I'm looking at them with a pained expression. He sighs, sitting down next to me and feeling the scar on my forehead and on my upper arm, "Jo..."
I study him, "Who are you?"
He glances at me, "Brady. Your best friend."
I nod slowly and he pulls some hair from my face before sighing and looking up at Chris, "How did she get hurt anyways?"
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
"Ouch. C'mon Jo, lets go swimming. It'll help with your burns," He says, standing. I hesitate before nodding, glancing at Chris, "Do you want to come?"
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
