This is a bootleg W.I.P (I'm losing more brain cells each minute i stay alive)

"Who hurt you?" Seth caressed his face, It was still painful and not gentle at all. Seth's hands felt colder than his. he never felt comforted in Seth's arms.

He gazed away to the side not wanting to look him in the eye. he wondered what his friends were doing, obviously they wanted nothing to do with him.