The Devils Spawn

The Devils Spawn Part 7.

“No more, you’re beautiful but promise me no more cutting” I look into his eyes.

He nods “If you help me through it please, I’ll try my best for you” he whispers.

I nod “of course I will help you” I smile at him and start to kiss the scars on the rest of his wrists, stomach and thighs. He looks down at me surprised I’m not shouting and screaming at him for cutting, he is surprised that I don’t care he has scars. I just don’t want him doing it anymore.

Now that I’m here there is no need for him to feel like the whole world is against him or like he can’t be himself or like he has to cut himself. I’m here to help him through all of the bad times he has, I’ll be there for him at any time be it morning or night. Every time he thinks about it he can just call me and I’ll be right over to him, I’ll sit for hours letting him vent to me and I’ll listen to every single word. I will hold him in my arms and let him cry all night if that’s what it takes to calm him down. That is what people do for the ones the love and that is what I will do for him, I will do anything for him no matter what is it.

After sitting kissing all his scars he put on one of the shirts I left here for him to wear whenever he wants to. He crawls on the bed next to me still apologizing to me. I smile and watch him as he lifts my right arm into the arm and crawls under it and rests his head on chest and letting my arm go and letting it fall over his shoulders.

“Comfy my prince?” I kiss the side of his head gently and I start to sweet things into his ear like,

“You’re beautiful no matter what anyone says to you”

“You’re always going to be my prince”

“I’ll never let anyone harm you”

“I’ll be your hero and protect you from anything”

“I’ll never let you fall, I’ll be there to catch you”

“I love when you blush whenever I tell you sweet things”

“I love how our lips are like perfect matches for each together and fit together perfectly”