Half Of Everything

David’s P.O.V.

“W-What happened to your face, Helena? Who did that?” I was dazed at first, but I couldn’t help but raise my voice after. Not because I was mad at her, but because every part of me couldn’t accept what my eyes were seeing right now. It hurts me like hell, and it pained my heart even more than what happened to me yesterday.

Trembling with an unknown horror, I carefully touched Helena’s face to inspect more of what I was already looking into. I was afraid of making a mistake that would make her suffer even more. Her left cheek was engorged, while the left side of her lips was sore.

Helena bit her lower lip, and it made her jaw slightly deform. She pressed her lips into a thin smile, but I knew more than anything that she was hurt. I couldn’t get angrier because her lip wound looked like it would open anytime soon.

If someone did this to her, I wanted to know who the hell it was! my mind screamed.