Healing closed wounds

Part 36 - always here for help

~ IVANS POV ~

I was in the living room watching tv when I heard a noise outside. Soon I heard weak knocks on the door.

I wasn't going to open it since I'm home alone and it's 10pm.

But I did.

"Alice?" I look down to see Alice sobbing on the floor with blood all over her.

My heart sinks. What the hell happened.

"Alice who did this to you?!" I try to stay calm but I can't.

"Come on." I pick her up gently and bring her inside the house.

Once I close the door and lock it, Aly breaks out into another sob. I take her to the couch and lay her down on it.

"I'm sorry." She curls up into a ball.

What the hell is she sorry for? "Alice look at me."

Aly shakes her head as she tries to get up. "I shouldn't have came. He'll do something worse I have to go." But as soon as she gets up, she falls to the floor.

I quickly run to her and kneel down. "Aly, who?" I ask sternly.

I watch in panic we Aly clutches her side. Finally I start to see the marks all over her body. I didn't notice them until now.

I move her hair to see belt marks and bruises lining her whole back. "It was dad." She finally says.

"What?" I say breathlessly.

Aly then screams in pain. I cant stand this.

I pick her up and take her to the washroom. "What are you doing?" She cries.

I ignore her as I place her on the edge of the bath. Starting the water she flinches. "Aly you don't have to talk right now." I pause and look at her.

"But I need to help you. I need you to get in the bath." I hate seeing her in pain. If I could I would take the pain away from her.

Getting her in the bath will calm her. It'll also make it easier for me to wash the blood off her body.

Aly wipes the tears off her face. "You can stay in your bra and underwear." I say to make her more comfortable. "It's like a bathing suit." I reassure.

"I'll go find some of Siennas clothes. I'll be back." I leave the washroom and run upstairs.

I go into siennas room to find some clothes. I grab a pair of sweatpants.

I look around her room for a sweater but they're all in her dirty clothes pile. I leave her room to grab one of my own sweaters, hoping it'll fit.

As I walk back downstairs I realize I should probably call Grayson. Something bad happened to Aly, I have to call Gray.

As I walk downstairs I grab the home phone and call Grayson.

He doesn't pick up. Shit.

I try again.

"Hello, Laura?" Grayson finally picks up.