Chapter 13

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Luna felt lost, she had already gotten used to the nightmares, but this one had felt so real that when she woke up she didn't really know what was happening now and what wasn't. She looked around trying to remember where she was when someone walked through the door. 

Carina had gone to the kitchen for a glass of water and on her way back she decided to go into the girls' room and check that everything was alright. Her heart ached at the sight. The eight-year-old was sitting with one hand on her chest as she made awful choking sounds. Luna upon seeing the woman and still stuck in the nightmare of a few minutes ago sank into her bed. The Italian without thinking twice quickly approached the girl's bed sitting on the edge of it 

"Come on bella, I need you to breathe for me" she said trying to be as calm as possible. The girl had started coughing at the same time as she gasped for air. 

"Luna?" a petite blonde whispered rubbing her eyes with her hand. When she finally woke up she noticed the presence of the woman and the state in which her sister was in

"Emma, ​​I need you to be a big girl and go stay with Maya, okay?" the brunette said and the little girl, listening to the serious tone in which she spoke, nodded and quickly left the room "Okay, I'm here, everything is fine" she said trying to calm the little girl, she didn't like the sound of that cough at all. Carina knew about the nightmares, it was not difficult to realize, but she had never experienced one. Seeing her like this made her wonder, has she had to deal with this alone all the times? "Bella, no matter how scary what happened in your dream was, it's not real" she tried to explain "it was just a nightmare, but you woke up, you're safe" 

Suddenly the choking sounds turned into sobs and the girl quickly crawled into carina's lap "It hurts" the girl managed to say once she managed to calm her breathing enough to be able to speak 

"What hurts love?" she asked trying to understand what she was referring to. The truth is, most of Luna's bruises had faded and the ones that remained usually didn't hurt except for one. It was a big bruise that ran from her chest to her ribs and all the crying and coughing definitely didn't help the big purple mark on her chest feel better

"My chest" she whispered, she wasn't used to asking for help but she really needed it 

"Can I see?" asked the brunette and the girl wanting that burning sensation in her chest to stop, nodded. 

Carina stood with the girl in her arms going to the bathroom, once there she sat the girl in the sink and gently lifted the girl's shirt. The brunette had to hold the gasp that threatened to come out when she saw the girl's chest. There were clear scars from wounds that had already healed, some bruises that were about to disappear, and obviously the large purple spot that covered most of her torso. If that's how it looked now that she had already spent a little over a month with them, she didn't want to imagine how it was before.

"Please make it better" the girl said and her eyes filled with tears again

"You are hurting, aren't you love" she said feeling her own eyes getting watery as the kid nodded. She knew that the girls last house had been bad, the file and the medical reports made it quite clear but it is as if only now she realized how bad it was. Luna was very good at hiding the pain, she had learned to do it and that made Carina's urge to cry increase, for how long has she been hurting? "I'm gonna make you all better bella, you don't have to be in pain anymore" she said as she reached for one of her muscle pain cream. She was definitely going to see a doctor as soon as possible but this was better than nothing

As the brunette applied the cream on the girl's chest, the girl flinched at each touch. As soon as Carina finished and lowered the girl's shirt, Luna stretched her arms towards her wanting to be held. Carina walked to her room with the little girl in her arms, meeting with both blondes, the five-year-old asleep on her wife's chest while she caressed her back.

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