White Blood~ (XiaoVen)

Fourteen: I'm sorry.

Tw: Mentions of s3xual a$sault, non-consensual related things, ptsd (Kinda) throwing up, panic attack, uhh idk what else, take caution please!

Venti inhales, "Beidou and Kazhua found you in an alley way, uhm, you were beat and..." Venti hesitates to speak. He inhales, "Xiao, you were beaten and..and uhm, well.." He gently lifts Xiao's shirt, pointing at the marks on his waist.. Then it clicked, and it made him sick, and he covered his face, "Nonono..." Xiao whispered, his body began to shake,

"Its..its my fault, Xiao. I shouldn't have yelled at you, i shouldn't have let you leave, im so sorry.." He went to touch him but he stops, he didn't want to trigger something,  

"Venti...'m scared..." He grips Venti's hand, pulling him closer, and then he was in Venti's arms, and he sobbed. 

His body shook, his mind flooded with images he didn't want to see, words that stung his soul, the tears felt like fire on his skin, his breathing got heavy, he started to mumble, shutting his eyes tight, "It hurt..it hurt, why did i talk back, why didn't i just leave...'m so stupid, so, so stupid...should've left..." He mumbles, soft whimpers leaving his lips, "Shhh...let it out, Love, go ahead and cry," Venti whispers, holding his head gently, running his fingers through his hair, untangling the knots that had formed through the day, "I shouldn't have talked back, i should've just continued to walk n ignored them- I-I wasn't thinking, i just snapped, i was angry, at you, me..." Xiao got closer to Venti, mumbling, "Was it my fault..? Did I deserve this-?" He looks up at Venti, the pain in his eyes made Venti's breath hitch, 

He spoke softly, and he wiped the tears away, "No. No, you didnt. Those..Those people," He breathed heavily; "They did something, they have taken something youll never get back, that much i can say, you didnt deserve this, Atalus. No one does, no one should be put through what you just went though, my dear," Venti spoke, he was blaming himself, if he hadnt let Xiao leave, he wouldnt be in this state. 

It was not your fault, but mine...and it was your heart on the line...I really fucked it up this time, didn't i my dear...

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Xiao shot up from his bed, gasping, his hair falling infront of his face, his eyes panickily searching his room, looking for Venti, he relaxed as he saw the boy laying next to him.

He shakily stood up, walking to the restroom, leaning over the toilet, then he puked. Violent coughs, spitting, heaving breaths made Venti sit up, and he crawled out of the bed, walking to Xiao, his cold hands touch Xiao's neck, "Shhhh...Its okay..." He moves Xiao's hair out of his face, "You're okay, darling, breath..." He whispered.

"Thats funny comin' from the one with lung cancer." Venti laughs, "Yeah, it was a great decision." Venti says, sarcasm heavy in his words, he then kneels by Xiao, wiping the sleeve of his jacket over his mouth, making Xiao scrunch his face, "You better take that off before laying with me again," Xiao chuckles, as he coughs...Venti had left the bathroom, but soon came back with a water, opening it, "drink." Venti whispers, sitting next to him, "Thank you."  He nods, hesitant to take Xiao's hand, but Xiao lifted his arm, "You don't need to be so hesitant with me." 

"Hm..." Venti gently takes his wrist, undoing the bandages that lay on his arm, checking the wound, he hums softly...