He hugs me back with equal vigor, and all the happy feelings I had were replaced with an ache that overwhelmed my sore muscles. I didn't even realize I was crying until a spot on Eli's shirt started to darken. I pull away quickly, trying to get myself together before Eli sees. Unfortunately, those big green eyes don't miss a thing. I feel a small hand on my arm and hesitate to lift my face from my hands. Eli reaches up to touch my shoulder tenderly,

"Did I do something wrong?" he asks. I give a wet chuckle and look away. Wiping my tears and snot away, I turn back to him. Choking up, I quickly say,

"No. It's just- just been a while since someone cared," I cover up my face again. I can't bear to see the pity or sympathy on my new friend's face. I peek up a little from my hands and notice Eli staring intently at the floor. He speaks softly, as if afraid of his own words.

"It's ok. You don't have to say anything else. But I want you to know that you're safe now." I start sobbing loudly, biting my lip to muffle the sound. Eli just stands silently, an angry and sad look on his face.