Scars (JeffxReader)

~Finding out some things~

-Jeffs POV-
It's been four mouth since we found Y/N and she's slowly opening up to us. We don't know much but we do know she's been like this for 9 years and her real parents are dead.

Y/N only sleeps with me and loves to where my blood stained hoodie. She also doesn't talk much, mostly to yes or no questions.

Y/N was sitting next to me reading the Lunar Chronicles series when she suddenly started to poke me. Since I'm a very ticklish killer I started to laugh really hard.

After we calmed down she pointed at the clock that read 10:43pm and crawled under the covers. Something she also did a lot was kiss my hand, I thought maybe it was like a kiss goodnight for her.

I got an idea, a bad one, and turned her over to face me. "Y/N... how did this happen?" I could see the tension I made when she looked down. "I-I..." she studered than paused. After a minute of thinking she started back up again.

"9 years ago my parents were murdered. I-I was 10 at the time. The door bell had ranged and my dad went to get it. He open the door and was shot in the head. The man started to yell my moms name to get her ass to him." She stopped for a second not sure what to say next. "When she did come the man started to beat her and when she was just about to die the raped her. Did the same thing to me but I didn't die..."

She ended her story there and started to cry very hard. I pulled her into a hug and tell her that it was going to be ok and not to worry. She stopped after some time, "I like you Jeff... I hope you know that..." her words took me by surprise as she kissed my nose softly. I chuckled and rolled over with her body still connected with mine.

-Next Morning-

I woke up the next morning to Y/N looking through my stuff. I sleepily pointed to my closet and she grabbed one of the hoodies.

She slid out of her shirt causing me to blush from her bouncing C-cups. She pulled the oversize, blood stained hoodie over them. Y/N walked over to me lightly kissing my scared cheek. I once again blushed from the contact.

Y/N and I walked down stairs to find some woman who is showing way to much skin sitting with her legs wide open on the counter. She gave me flirtations eyes and glared at Y/N. "And who is the weak little slut?" Y/N grabbed onto my arm shielding herself from the world. "I could ask the same from you bitch." I replied with a smirk. She walked over to me swaying her hips. She started to crease my chest. "I'm Ciara baby~"

Y/N let out a small growl and yanked my arm back up the stairs. Her red eye glowed with danger.

God I love her
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"I found someone that cares, now I found someone to take that away too."