Aaron Warner Short Fanfics

Warnette's daughter gets hurt at the hands of Anderson. Part 3 (Last Part)

Emmaline's POV
Shortly after Kenji and I got home, Mom and Dad showed up. I immediately yell out, "Dad! Mom!" My father tried to run to me but I can see the painful wince on his face. Juliette, my mom, tells him, "Here, sit down, babe. I don't want you exerting yourself." My dad tells her," Thank you, love." My dad says to me, "Come here, sweetheart. Daddy misses you." I sit beside him and hug him but not too tightly, "I love you, Daddy." Kenji smiles at this. Dad says to him, "Thank you for everything, Kenji." He replies, winking, "My pleasure, man. But hey um y'all my want to check Emma's wound. I think Anderson took out the bullet but it's not bandaged or cleaned or anything." I respond to Kenji, "Yeah. Anderson took it out because I begged I would listen if he did." I see Dad tense over his name. I feel so sad for Dad. Anderson hurt him badly. Physically and mentally I can tell. Even if I'm only thirteen almost fourteen. He also took that blow for me. Mom is about to offer to attend to my wound, but Dad interrupts her and says, "I'll help Emme really quickly before you attend to me. She's my main concern right now, love. I appreciate your concern though." My mom, Juliette, sighs at her husband.
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Aaron Warner's POV
My daughter is so brave. And I am truly thankful the bleeding on her thigh has finally subsided. She's probably lost a lot of blood. But I want to talk to her about Anderson. Because I want to I need to understand if he did anything to my baby girl. And I need to ask her to talk to me about her traumatic experience from today because I don't want her to relive it but I don't want her to not acknowledge it either. I know she must be in pain and hiding it, just like her daddy does. I don't know if I love it or hate that she's so much like me. All I know is, I love her so much. I ask Kenji, "Hey, Kenji, can you go get some supplies and bandages, please?" Kenji answers, on his feet immediately, "You got it." I shift on the couch, telling Emmaline, "Okay, sweetheart, I'm going to ask you something." Emmaline's eyebrows furrow, "Okay, Dad." I ask her, "Did my father do anything else to you? If you don't mind can you tell me exactly what happened?" Emmaline says of course and rambles about how Anderson told her at the house that he had a surprise for me and that now that she looks back on it he had seemed very impatient. And he wouldn't let her read the note he gave me. Then she pauses to take a breath. I rub her shoulder soothingly, "It's okay, sweetheart. Take your time." Emmaline replies, "He asked me my age and said something about you. Then I tried to run from him after he told me he wouldn't hurt me if I listened. And that's when he shot me in my thigh with a BB gun as I was trying to go out the door. Then he made me go in a room and that's when he tied my wrist and ankles to the table so I wouldn't do anything dumb. The rest you saw." Killing him doesn't even feel enough. I thought it would feel great but it makes me feel like I am too close to him.  Juliette rubs my own shoulder in reassurance. She can probably tell what I'm thinking right now. Kenji comes back with the bandages and supplies. I instruct my daughter," Okay, baby. I'm going to cut that part of your jeans off okay? So I can get started on cleaning up your wound and bandaging you up, okay?" She nods her head. She asks me, "I trust you, Daddy. You always know what to do." I whisper to her, my voice almost cracking,"Thank you, baby. But not always. You saw today that sometimes Daddy doesn't always know what to do." Emmaline's fingertips touch the side of my eyes,"It's not your fault, Dad." I look at the ceiling and then swallow back bile and blink away my tears, "Okay. Here, baby." I start to cut at her jeans carefully to fully see the wound. Emmaline says, "It looks bad, Dad." I say, "Yeah it might look bad right now but I promise It's not as bad as it could've been, Em. I'm just glad my father took out the bullet at all so it wasn't that deep." Emmaline asks me out of curiosity," Do I have to have stitches, Dad?" Her face looks so child-like and innocent right now I just want to hold her and protect her from this cruel world, "No, my baby girl. It isn't that deep or anything so you don't need stitches." Emmaline is happy to hear this. I'm about to start cleaning her wound when Emmaline says, "Hey, Dad?" I reply to my daughter," Yes, sweetheart?" She suggests, "Let Uncle Kenji do my bandages, Dad. I know your back is probably scarred and bloody and I know you are probably hurting. Let mom help you." I am about to object to this to tell her I'm fine. But I cannot seem to lie to my daughter. Not today. My own daughter knows how stubborn I can be. Her eyes look at mine pleadingly. Emme says to me," Please, Dad." Juliette look at me too and everything in me want to object because I want to fix my daughter and help her. Screw myself right now. She's my worry. Not myself. I love her more than I will ever love myself. Juliette, my wife, says, a warning in her voice, "Aaron." Juliette communicates with me in her mind," Aaron." I close my eyes, saying in my head," Yes?" Juliette replies back," Listen to me." I open my eyes and respond in my head once last time, "Okay, love." I rub a hand across my face and turn my face towards Juliette as I let Kenji take my place, asking my wife," What do you want me to do?" Juliette says back," Well, to start with, I need to see it, Aaron. So I can see how bad it is." I stubbornly don't want to show her. She's my wife and she's seen them before but not like this. I don't even know how bad they are this time. It's like I feel suddenly selfishly disgusted with myself. My self- esteem has abandoned me when it comes to the scars upon my back. They repulse me myself. I'd hate to see the same look I give myself along my wife's face. My wife knows I'm overthinking and trying to fight it," Aaron. Come on, baby." She tried to pull my shirt up, I stop her with my hand against her hand. Her eyes lingers on mine," Aaron...." I shift my shoulders and bite my lip till I taste my own blood," I'm sorry I'm making this so difficult for you, love. I'm so sorry. You know- Just- what if they are worse then last time." I feel another panic attack rising. I clench my jaw, tears flooding my eyes, my voice has become husky," I don't want to memorize the look on your face if you are repulsed by me." Juliette's expression turns sad for me," Oh, Aaron. I would never be repulsed by any part of you. God.. the things I would have done to Anderson for making you feel this way is....inhumane truly." My heart almost breaks for her. I tell her," I love you, my sweet wife. I've never deserved you, love." Juliette shakes her head," Aaron Warner." Her saying my full name makes my overthinking pause. She continues," Stop this. Of course you deserve me. You deserve the world and more, Aaron." I say,"I apologize, love." My wife asks me," Do you want to show me in here or our room?" Part of me doesn't want to leave my daughters side but I do feel the riding of a panic attack and I do not want to burden her with my feelings. And I also don't want her to see my scars up close. So I shake my head at my wife signifying I want to be in our room. Juliette nods in understanding and agreement. Juliette tells me to walk slowly to our room. I do, trying not to irritate my back any more than it already is. She helps me sit on the bed. I think she notices my lack of conversation and attention span because she searches through my eyes with her eyes, her gaze moving from one of my eyes to the other as she says," Don't give yourself a panic attack, Sweetheart." I croak out," Can't. Breathe." This makes her jump into action," No. Aaron. Breathe, babe. Breathe, baby." I grit my teeth, like I am stuck in a memory," He. Has. Emmaline." Juliette looks at me, puzzled. Then she realizes. She snaps me out of it," Aaron. Emmaline is here. Your daughter is fine. Your mind is playing tricks on you." I frown, now I'm confused. But then I remember my forming panic attack. When she sees I'm calmed down a bit, my wife says to me," I'm going to go get some supplies from Kenji for your back then I'm going to help you remove your shirt, okay? I'll try to be quick with it because I know you don't want me to, Aaron."
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Juliette's POV
I go in the living room and ask Kenji, "Can you hand me a bag of supplies for Aaron?" Kenji looks up, finishing Emmaline's wound," Yeah, of course, J. Let me finish this real quick. He wraps her thigh up nicely. Kenji hands the bag to me," Here, Princess." He asks me when Emmaline is watching the television," How's he doing?" I answer honestly," He's not the best right now. He doesn't want me to look at his back you know... but I told him I have to. And he almost had a panic attack about Emmaline but I calmed him down." Emmaline hears this and says," Mom?" I respond, not knowing she heard me," Yes, my dear?" She asks me a question," Can I talk to Dad?" I smile," Sure, baby. I'll walk in with you. Aaron looks thrilled when his daughter walks in the room. He aims for a smile," Hey, my sweet baby girl." He gestures to her wound," Did uncle Kenji get you all fixed up?" Emmaline says to her father," Yeah. He did. But I just heard you had a panic attack. Daddy, are you okay?" I can feel Aaron's emotions on the rise. But he puts his guard up for her. He tells her," You don't have to worry about me, darling. I'm used to them. I have them occasionally when I'm....." he pauses to look at me then back at her and continues," stressed." Emmaline asks," Dad?" He answers," Yes?" She looks so young and for once I can almost forget our daughter is thirteen,"Did I make you stressed?" My husband looks heartbroken as he shakes his head repeatedly," No. No, baby. Of course not." Emmaline says one more thing dad. He says back," Yes, Emme?" His daughter questions," Can you let Mom look at your back? I know it's got to hurt, Dad."  I see the way he bites his cheek when she asks this of him. But he refuses to disappoint his daughter's request. Aaron says," I'll let your mom look." Emme asks," Does it?" His brows furrow," Does it what?" "Does it hurt?" I know he is so stubborn and hates being honest but he also cannot lie well to his children. Aaron replies, almost audibly," Sometimes, love. Sometimes."  Emmaline says," Okay. Well I'm going to go watch TV with Uncle Kenji, Dad and Mom. I'll talk to y'all later." She leans in to kiss my cheek and I say," Goodnight, Emmaline." Our daughter leans over to kiss her father on the cheek as well. Aaron kisses the top of Emmaline's head, saying," I love you so much, Emme. I'll talk to you later." She leaves the room. Aaron finally releases a breath he's been holding since she had entered the room. He tried to be humorous when he states," Oh no, My time has come." I sigh, ignoring his failed attempt to lighten the tension," You have nothing to be worried about, Aaron."
Aaron Warner's POV

I decided to let Juliette get behind me and my back is to her. My wife instructs me, "Lift your arms up for me, Aaron." I almost smile. I make a weak attempt at a joke," I thought that was close to my line." She laughs," Close enough." I wince as the shirt is being lifted up so Juliette can take in the damage.  When it's over my head, Juliette's breath hitches. I ask her," That bad?" Tears flood her eyes. I tell her," Oh, love. Please don't cry." She says, biting her lip," I cannot believe he did this to you, I promise you I'm not repulsed. I'm repulsed by your father, Aaron. Never you. Never ever you. I love you." I respond, my heart beyond full," I love you too." She tells me," Okay, most of the scars are bleeding pretty badly, Aaron. I probably need to bandage your back after I clean it." I nod, letting her work. Juliette grabs the wet rag and says,"I am going to press this against the scars, Aaron. So this may burn. I'm so sorry, baby." She presses it firmly against my back scars. I grit my teeth together in pain, groaning. She speaks reassuringly as she rubs the soft cloth along my back. Then she applies a cream among the scars. It doesn't burn as bad. I shift, uncomfortably, almost flinching when Juliette tells me," Baby, in one of the scars you need a stitch or two." I say, "Okay." Juliette says," The only problem, sweetheart, is the fact that I don't know how to stitch. But Kenji does." I think for a moment before I realize what she's suggesting. I say straight up "Absolutely not." Juliette says," Aaron! You are getting stitches in that one, I'm your wife. I know what's best for you, okay? Now I know you don't want to be vulnerable and I know you don't want to show Kenji but for this you are just going to have to trust me. Come on, you know Kenji loves you whether y'all like to admit it or not." Kenji comes in when Juliette and I give him permission. I'm not the happiest about the idea but I cannot help it. Juliette says to me Now can you lay flat on your stomach, Aaron? I do as my wife says. It doesn't take long. It was a bit discomforting for me to endure though. Kenji stiches it then leaves the room. Next, Juliette helps me sit up and starts to wrap a bandage around my back telling me she will help me undress the bandage daily and that she was so proud of me. When she finishes the bandage, my back feels so weird and strange. She says," How's it feel otherwise though? Like pain wise?" I smile at her," You did amazing, love. I'm so thankful and in love with you."

The end of this fanfic story.
Hope you enjoyed these three parts of it.
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