A different version of Broken. [ON HOLD] I grabbed a blanket out of one of the bags I brought and climbed into the backseat with her. I sat in the middle next to her and reached over, pulling her out of her uncomfortable looking position against the window and closer to me. I grabbed her legs and pulled them onto my lap as she sleepily curled up to my side laying her head on my shoulder. I could feel her hot breath as her face was in the crook off me neck. I grabbed the blanket draping it around her, she surprised me when she lightly pressed her lips against the lower part of my neck, then whispered "Thank you." I wrapped my arms around her, holding her tightly against me, "Em?" Her eyes remained closed as she softly spoke back to me, "Yeah?" "Has Tyler been doing this to you?" I asked her, rubbing hand against her bruised thigh. "I told you Grayson, stay out of it." I felt her shaking her head against my chest. "I can't 'stay out of it' I'm not just going to ignore the fact that you are covered in bruises, you act like its no big deal. I just want you to let me help you!" I was frustrated, I just wanted her to talk to me. She pushed off my chest sitting up on my lap, "I don't need your help!"