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Part 4

TW: blood scars bruises yelling cursing

I wake up to the sound of my phone blowing up from my mom's calls and text asking where I am and telling to to come home right now. My eyes widen in fear as I slowly slip away from Stan accidentally waking him. "Where are you going ky come back" he mumbled. "I have to go home Stan I'm sorry" I say while I put my shoes on. "I'll take you home then" he says brushing his teeth and getting ready. "That's OK with me"

The drive home was silent. My leg bouncing up and down, picking at my fingers, and thinking about everything my mother could to me when I get home. Stan finally parks infront of my house. "If you need anything call me." I just nod and get out the cat. I slowly unlock the door and there she is. My mother. Standing right in front of me. "WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN YOU SPOILED BRAT" she yells as she grabs my hair throwing me onto the ground. I don't answer.

She starts to kick and punch me and all I cad do is cry and hold my hands infront of my face. She then pulls out a pocket knife and makes cuts into my skin everywhere. I try to break from her grip but it's no use.

An hour or so later she gave up and left to go to the bar or something I could care less about. I see my phone across the room so I slowly but surly crawl over to it and call Stan. "Hey ky what's up" "h-h-help me.." I say before passing out.

STAN POV<3: (yippie. I might add more later)

I'm chilling at home watching the amazing world of Gumball one of the most awesome shows ever! Anyway I get a call from Kyle "Hey ky whats up" "h-h-help me..." is all I heard before I hung up to grab my keys and ran to my car. All I can think about is Kyle.

When I get there I knock on the door. There's no answer. I grab and turn the door nob and the door opens. I push open the door to see Kyle. He's on the ground with cuts and bruises everywhere. I say nothing as I pick him up bringing him to my car with trats in my eyes. I put him in my car and I drive to my house.

Once we get there I lay him on the couch gently and go to grab the first aid kit. I take out a alcohol wipe and clean every cut he has and put cream on his bruises before I bandage him up. I pick his head up and put it on my lap. I play with his hair and I tear up a and kiss his forehead.

BACK TO KYLE:

I wake up to the sound of sniffling and my hair being played with. I look up to see Stan. I bring my hand up to his cheek to caress it as he leans into my touch. "I was worried about you", he cries as I sit up next to him. My head hurting alot and everything aching. "it was my mother" I mumbled while staring at my hands.

My breathing started to get heavier and i put my head in my hands. He looked at me and  grabbed my hand. He started to draw shapes into my hand to calm me down since he noticed my breathing. He seen that it wasn't going down so he tried to help me as I broke into tears only making it worse. He looked and me and put my hand it his chest over his heart.

"look at me red" I look into his dreamy blue eyes as I'm shaking. "I want you you breathe in for 4, hold of 4, and out for 4. you think you can do that ky?" he spoke in a gentle tone. I somewhat nod and we start. As I'm doing this he caresses my hand with his thumb. After about 7-10 minutes or so I'm crying but not as bad.

I'm laying on his chest while he rubs my back and tells me comforting things like "you're safe now ky" "I got you it ok" I stopped crying and he frowned when he seen how read and puffy my eyes were. He picked me up and brought me to the bathroom and set me on the counter. He ran a tub of water and put some bubbles with essential oil. he grabbed a rags a towel to set on the other side "I'll be right back he said running upstairs real quick.

I look in the mirror next to me to see the mess I am. I hug my knees and put my head between while I wait for Stan to get back. He come back down with a pair of shorts (probably from shelly) underwear(Kyle keeps some at his don't ask why) one of stans shirts and socks.

I feel my shirt being grabbed at and taken off. I see Stan standing there "take everything but your boxers off I'll be ÷uback in a sec" he leaves and I do as he says. I look down to see my skinny body. "I look sick" I think to myself as Stan comes back with my favorite body wash. He picks me up and puts me in the tub.

The water feels amazing on my skin and Stan grabs the rag to put the body wash on it. He gentle rubs it on my skin with one hand and my other hand in his. After about 30 minutes I feel relaxed and he unplug the drain from the bath and helps me out "I'm gonna make something small so I know you've eating something with u get dressed ok ky" I nod and he leaves.

I get changed into the clothes and as I pull thr shirt over my head the thought of Stan makes me smile. I walk into the kitchen to see Stan pulling out bagel bites. My Jaw drops. I haven't had them in forever. While he puts all of them on a plate he tells me to sit on the couch and find something to watch. I click through the channels and pick Tren Titans. He sets the bagel bits in front of us and he eats one.

I grab one and take a small bite out of it. My face light up as I eat the whole thing. I eat at least 4 before calling quits. "You did good red I proud of you" he says as he walks to put the dish in the sink. I yawn and rub my eyes as I try to fight sleep. He grabs my hand and intertwines our fingers together and I show a small smile. We get to his bed and lay down. I lay on his on with my head to his chest as his other arm wraps around me rubbing my back and side.

He kisses my head "Night Ky" he say. "night" I say before falling into a peaceful slumber.