Even if I started to felt better, Austin still noticed that I was not completly ok. He grabbed my arm and I flinched a bit, because he grabbed the arm with the fresh scars. A little "ouch" came out of my mouth, while he pushed me forwards to the back lounge of the bus. I don't know if he noticed the little noise, which came out of my mouth. The door of the back lounge was closed, so I stumbled against it. A few seconds later, I felt my brother behind me and he opened the door to the back lounge. I stepped into and looked around. Two big TV's, a PS3, Wii, Xbox, a Nintendo Game Cube and much other stuff. I marveled.
"Sit down." my brother said and pointed onto the bench. I sat down and he placed hisself next to me. He turned his body a bit, so he could see me better. I could feel how my arm started to hurt badly. I whined a bit and placed a hand onto my arm, hoping the pain would go away. The sleeves of my Of Mice & Men jacket, which I still had on covered my scars.
"What's wrong?" he asked with a worried gaze. I shooked my head. I wanted to speak, but I couldn't. Something blocked my voice.
"What's wrong?" he asked again, just a little bit louder this time. He placed a hand on my shoulder.
"Quinn?!" he quitly yelled my name.
"I-I..." that was all I could answered.
"Quinn!" he said again and looked into my face with a penetration gaze. I quickly looked away and felt that the pain on my arm got worse. It burns in my throat to talk about Austin. I started to cry again, I suddenly felt totally shitty again. All the past came up within seconds. All the shitty days, full of bullying, punches into the face and kicks in the stomach. I looked up to my brother, but his gaze was on my arm. A thin blood line was streaming out of the jacket's sleeve. He wided his eyes.
"Quinn..." he whispered. Fuck, the scars started to bleed again, because he grabbed my arm. Thanks, brother. He pulled the sleeves of the jacket up and got freezed.
"What the..." he stuttered and looked around. He found a white towel on the other side of the bench, grabbed it and wrapped it around my arm. I just started to cry more.
"I-I'm sorry..." I whispered and looked down.

Austin's POV:

I pulled the jacket's sleeves up and what I saw was horrible. Her arm was full of fresh and old scars. It was horrifying. I had no idea what I should say.
"Why, why are you doing this?" I sadly asked her and looked at her. But she stared at her arm. I lifted her chin up, so she had so look me into the eyes. Her brown eyes stared at me. They were sadly and puffy again. "I-I have deep depressions..." she started under tears. "I get bullied and beaten down in school. they always say I would have no boobs and that I'm bullimic. But I'm not! I'm not fucking bullimic!" she said and covered her face with her hands. I pulled the sleeve back down, before she covered her face. "and I have panic attacks since a few weeks. I don't know why. I'm so fucking alone with this shit. Nobody can help me. I never told someone about it before..." she kinda yelled.
"That's..." I let out a deep breath. "That's oh my god. I'm so sorry for you that you have to go through this..." I spoke softly. She wrapped her arms around me and pressed her body against mine again. I let her, because I thought it would help her. I also wrapped my arms around her.
"How often do you do this?" I asked carefully and rubbed over her back.
"Nearly every d-day..." she cried into my chest. After that words, I was sure that she needed help.
"Hey, darling, listen..." I started and pulled her a bit away, so I could look into her eyes. "I know, it's hard for you and stuff, but you really need help, okay?" She shooked her head and jumped off the bench.
"No!" she yelled and ran out of the back lounge, directly out of the bus. I looked after her, but I didn't get up. I knew it was pointless to follow her. She was such a stubborn head. I ran with my hands through my hair, over my face and sighted deeply. After few seconds, Alan came into the back lounge.
"Dude, what happend? Quinn rans out of the bus." he asked worried, because he started to like her.
"She's just a stubborn head, you know." I tried to explain, but I had no idea how I should explain this all.

Quinn's POV:

After I had left the bus, I cried much more and I broke down in front of the bus and fell to the ground. I didn't wanted to get up, so I stayed on the ground. I curled up and cried into my knees. There was no one at the resting place, except we. I stopped crying when I heard that someone opened the door from the bus. I loosen me a bit, to see who it was. It was Alan. He came over to me and knelt down next to me, right before he stroke my hair out of my face.
"Hey sweetie." he smiled and sat me up so he could look straight into my face. What I didn't knew was, that he started to fell in love with me, when he saw me for the first time.

Notes

Just a little chapter before breakfast.
Austin's POV is not that long and Quinn's will contiune in chapter 5. There will also Alan's POV.
I think it's quiet cute, that Alan starts to like Quinn, right? :P
I also added a new character, om&m's merch guy Alex.
what do you think? :)