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Words When You're Ready

Chapter 8

It was hard to believe that she actually came down and let me take her back to her room. I held her until the moment we set foot in her room, where she stepped away from me, holding her hands nervously. I smiled as I closed the door, careful to not startle her as I moved to the bathroom, getting a first aid kit. Once I approached her with it, she backed away, turning from me and keeping her arms close to her body. “Please don’t be like this Manta… I want to help you.” I said, my voice dripping in concern. After a few minutes of silence, she finally turned back to me, following me to the bathroom. She unwrapped her arms, revealing her bloodstained arms, turning away from me and letting a few tears fall from her eyes. Before I started, I wiped her tears with my thumb, then kissed her forehead. “Darling, you’ll be okay.” I whispered, holding her hands and bringing her to the sink, running the water for a bit, checking it until the water was of room temperature. “Ready?” I asked her, not receiving a vocal response but, just a small nod. She moved her arms under the water, cringing at the probable burning sensation of her wounds being cleaned. “Shh, I know it hurts…” I tried to calm her, which didn’t show many signs of helping, she didn’t show much emotion at all right now…

Once her arms were clean and blood free, I opened the first aid kit and put a dressing cloth over her arms, then wrapping each in gauze. I asked her if it felt better, no response. Sighing, I walked out of the bathroom, turning to see her walk out; I wanted to keep an eye on her to make sure she didn’t do anything reckless.

The next question remained; how to I get her to relax around me, maybe talk about it? The only way to do that, would be to show her that I’m comfortable around her. I kicked off my shoes and removed my plaid shirt, leaving me in my beige khaki pants and a white tank top. I took a seat on the bed in the room, watching as she went and sat on an armchair, awkwardly folding her hands on her lap, watching my every move as I did hers. “Hey, I have an idea.” I smirked, getting up and removing the four decorative pillows from the bed and tossing them on the floor, then removing the comforter from the bed, leaving just the under sheet and the white pillows. I rolled the blanket like a burrito and laid it down the middle, then piling the pillows I pulled off the bed before, making a pillow barrier. “See? So when you wanna go to bed, it’s not weird.” I said, proud of my work, but looking at her face, I could see the corners of her mouth twitch into an almost smile but, she caught herself, and went back to a plain face.
I sighed as I laid down, giving her a look before turning over. I decided to make it seem like I was sleeping so she could relax, and I would be able to stop her if anything happened…

Notes

SORRY FOR HOW LONG THIS TOOK HOLY SHIT.

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Comments

u p d a t e PLS

ptvmel0dy ptvmel0dy
5/10/16

Gah, I can't wait for chapter twelve ^v^

cc_sacrifice cc_sacrifice
10/9/14

Love it!!

@That_Crazy_Bitch
I'm glad it is ;)

scoutae scoutae
8/1/14

@That_Crazy_Bitch
I'm glad it is ;)

scoutae scoutae
8/1/14