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Started September 30, 2018 by Deleted user

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"Why do you just want people to listen? Can the problems even be fixed?" Kylie was confuzzled from Hawkin's joyful state of mind in this rather depressing period of time.

"You don't get it do you? Listening is the best therapy anyone could ask for. Some of my problems are fixed, but others, are more like a scar… I keep happy because i have no choice. I always have to think positively, or I can't control any of my emotions. It's like they swing out of control. The only one I can't really control is being angry. I've been hurt so many times, I just can't think about it. Instead of me thinking about all the bad that has happened in my life, I choose only to think about the good. I choose to make the decisions that will make my tomorrow better than my today. Get it now?" Hawkin smiled. It was genuine, because someone was listening. Someone cared to ask why. Hawkin looked around, and suddenly he whooped. "AH HA! I FOUND MY SHIRT!!! Now, I do see what you mean by I smell like gunpowder… That can't be too healthy…"

"It can't, can it?" Kylie tilted her head. "How do you even stay positive? What you say is…history, and what with a plane crashing…"

Life for me can't get any worse than it's been. I can only go up. I know everything is history, but history repeats itself. I'm scared my life could too… So far, the plane crash happen to be the best thing that's happened to me in the past 4 years… And boy, am I glad for that change of scenery. I stay positive because I think of tomorrow. How if I try today, it can be so much better." Hawkin put his shirt back on, suddenly self conscious. He frowned. "by the way, you didn't see anything out of the ordinary did you?"

"What do you mean, out of the ordinary? When?" Kylie sat on a rock in front of him, her hair somehow magically flowing over her shoulders in perfect waves even though it was dripping wet.

Hawkin grew red, and rubbed the back of his neck. "Well, it's kind of personal actually. I'll leave it at that I may not have had the greatest father…"

"I won't judge." Kylie paused. "Imeanifyoudon'twanttothat'stotallyokaytoo." A faint blush, one that could hardly be detected against her nearly flawless face, warmed her cheeks.

Hawkin shrugged. "Follow me for a moment…" Hawkin went around a corner, and he waited until Kylie joined him.

Kylie stood, a little confused, and followed him around the corner.

Hawkin dropped his head in shame. "Promise me you won't judge?" He started taking off his shirt.

"Promise." Kylie replied reassuringly, her voice wobbling just the slightest bit.

Hawkin nodded, and turned around. His back was a mess of scars. Hawkin looked up at the cave's ceiling. "Now, you see why I have to be happy? I can't think about what's been done to me… I just can't… Everytime I swim, people stare. I can't help it. My dad's gone. He can't hurt me anymore. He drank himself into oblivion. Now, I have a chance to be happy. I'm not going to blow it now…"

Hawkin put his shirt back on. "Please don't tell them out there. Not yet. I don't need them to know. I know they'll see the scars, but I just don't want to be asked anymore questions…"

(this is straight outta divergent)
Kylie inhaled sharply but kept all other signs of surprise away. After a moment of pure silence between the two, she nodded along.
"Okay. I…I won't tell them." Kylie held back more questions - questions that Hawkin had said he didn't want to answer.
Good god…how can he be happy, with that reminder on him?

Hawkin smiled weakly. He rubbed the back of his neck. He said quietly. "This is why I act like I do. This is why I do everything…"

“Well…then I have to say you’re doing really well.” Kylie smiled weakly.

Hawkin shrugged. "I guess I am. I don't know where life's going to take me, but I know I'll meet it head on. Now, I feel like I'm going to go swimming some more. You know I gotta keep in shape…" He took off his shirt again, and ran and dove into the water with hardly a splash.

He reveled in the coolness of the water. He loved it. He would go under, and hold his breath for as long as he could. He hoped that Kylie didn't think that he was weird for showing her his scars. He hoped that she actually understood why he left everything behind him. Why he wanted to see the world….

Sorry in school //
Kylie went after him, pondering. She now understood everything…and it was remarkable she had to admit.

Hawkin felt embarrassed. It felt like the scars would burn through his shirt, and it would show everyone what he had been treated like. He stayed in the water to cover his back, and to cover him. He felt at home in the water. He felt normal when he swam. He saw Kylie on the shore, and just exhaled, and sank to the bottom of the pool.

Kylie slid in the water as she saw Hawkin slipping under the water in an exhale. She swam underwater to the other end of the pool, watching him, concerned.