Broken Wings ➳Gally{2}

Healing

"You left your radio on again."

"Fucking hell!" Oh my god. I might of have just shit my pants. Pants I'm not wearing.
"Eyebrows you can't scare me like that!" I'm literally standing but naked in the shower! I'm not even sure if I should get out the shower or finish showering or spray him with hose.

Honestly all would suffice.
I was hoping to have this conversation fully clothed. Not when he can see everything.
And I'm not talking boobs and butt. Well maybe that too, because even in a world where there's more fucked up I'll always be self conscious.

"I know, I should really switch it off." I try my best to laugh it off now. I can't hide from him.
He knows and I hate that he knows.
But my back is faced to him hoping he would just stand away from me.

I didn't get a chance to tell him.
I see the tears well up in his eyes. I see them and I step back away from him trying to not break.

"Why didn't you tell me?"
"There's nothing to tell." I shrug my voice tearing and I can't even keep it in anymore. Thankfully my back still faced to him so he couldn't see anything.

"Blake-"
"No." I shake my head already knowing where this conversation was going knowing I wasn't strong enough to talk about it yet.
"Did he?" He asks as the tears slip from his eyes and he steps forward.

"No, no no we're not talking about this-"
"Bird." I hear his voice as I know he steps closer wanting me to turn around. But I couldn't see him at all.

"No, no nothing happened! Nothing happened."

I snap at him turning around finally as I show him my full body knowing it would just result in more of a freak it out but it hurt not even looking in his eyes right now.

I couldn't even say anything back. I couldn't even say i loved him too.
I couldn't even say I was tired of it all.
But it was apparent because after I sobbed. I don't remember when my eyes had shut.

But I'm talking about bruises and scars.
"What the fuck did they do to you!" He screams even louder and I decide, before he will actually manage to attract WICKEDs building, to turn the shower off quickly wrapping a towel around my body.

"This! This is why you wanted to stay away from me?!"
He just yells louder and I use him to hold myself straight as I bring his arm pulling him out the bathroom into my room.

"Oh my god! Oh my god look at your body!" He scared to even touch me and I'm pretty sure he thinks touching me is gonna make my bruises worse.

"Jesus Galileo I'm not fragile love-"
"Your face, baby you face." His voice breaks as his thumb brushes all over there bruises his eyes travelling to my neck.

"Who would hurt you like this?"
I've seen him cry once, when he was on the verge of dying. But instant tears slip down his cheeks when he sees me causing me to drop all of the witty lines I had prepared.

Seeing him cry, holy hell it's a different pain.
"Hey." I tiptoe up trying to hold onto him as my hands grasp his cheeks pulling him down so he isn't looking at the marks.
"I'm okay."

"No, no your not. You're not and you couldn't even tell me. You got hurt-"

"Gally please just listen to me." I stop him from driving himself insane as he avoids my eyes. "I promise you I'm okay."

"Your face, h-how? Why, why. You're not okay! Your body!" His hands want to reach for me, want to hold me. But he looks terrified to.

"Before you continue to yell, it's really hard for to get dressed alone. Can you help?" I request nothing the argument on hold and he slowly breathes out his chest rising so high as he breathes trying to hold everything in.