Chris ✘ Rih

ℋealing Wounds

What happens when someone you love hurts you bad and someone new comes along and heals your wounds and your broken heart.

ℜįɧąnną's POV

I sat on the edge of the bed that wasn't mine in house that wasn't mine either I stayed quiet as a man who looked my age walked in with medical supplies. I just woke up. I stared at him. He was tall probably 6'1 a nice slim physique with his abs on display and tattoos on his arms and chest. He stared at me with a small smile on his face

"Wow your finally up its been hours. Are you hungry?" He asked in a strong voice. I didn't say anything just nodded my head up and down slowly.

"Once I'm done here I'm going to make you something to eat." He said bending down to see my face as he examined it."What's your name? Who did this to you? He questioned. I didn't say anything I didn't dare speak his name. The person who hurt me was still out there not caring about what he did to me. My thoughts were interrupted by a slight stinging pain as the man cleaned out my cut on my upper and bottom lip that was kind of swollen. I winced in pain as he brushed a cotton swab with peroxide on my lip.

"Well you don't have to speak right now but I would like you to whenever you're ready, by the way my name is Chris I saw you out in this cold weather and wanted to help you." He spoke sincerely. I saw him pick up scissor and that caused me to jump a little."Don't worry I'm not gonna hurt you I promise; I just want to take this tight dress off of you nothing more."

The dress that I had on was pretty tight I don't even remember how I got myself in it but it was a gift from the person who hurt me my boyfriend Wes he gave it to me for our four year anniversary along with a diamond tennis bracelet that I still had on my wrist that night he beat me cause I found out he was cheating on me. He beat me for hours until he went to sleep and I finally had my chance to escape. I ended up sitting at a nearby corner store near an alleyway cold and scared with no place to go.

"May I?" Chris asked while holding a piece of the soft fabric that was my dress. I nodded for him to continue as I heard the scissors make a snipping sound as it cut the fabric. Chris put the scissors down and ripped my dress off of my body. I looked down and saw my body stomach was black and blue."Fuck." Chris whispered out as he touched my sensitive skin; I winced in pain as tears started to form in my eyes as they came down quickly on my face."Lay down." He said as he wiped my tears with his hand. I laid down like he told me to.

He massaged my skin with ointment and covered my small cuts with waterproof band aids. He looked at my body and I felt self conscious I was only in a bra and panty set and here this man was looking at me. I saw him walk to a drawer and pulled out a long t shirt."I'm start a bath for you to clean yourself up and put this on when your finished I'll have some food waiting for you."

I nodded as he placed the shirt a towel and washcloth on the bed next to me as he went inside the bathroom to run some hot water for me after that he left the room to go to where I assumed the kitchen was. I got up off the bed grabbing the towel/wash cloth and carefully walked into the bathroom. I was in so much pain. I closed the door and took off my bra and underwear and got inside the tub. Chris put bubbles that smelled of vanilla. I soaked in the tub and began to cry. I can't believe this is happening to me. I don't deserve this.

Cჩrįs' POV

I was in the kitchen making food for this girl I have in my house upstairs in my bathroom taking a bath. Tonight was nothing like I was expecting I went to the bar to get a few drinks with a couple of my homies and it was getting late so I drove on my way home I stopped waiting for the light to change next to a nearby corner store near an alleyway; I was taking a shortcut home and saw a girl slumped over in pain. She passed out and I didn't want to leave her so I took her to my house. I looked at her face and saw the bruises someone abused her I really wanted to know who, but she wouldn't say anything I didn't even know her name. I sighed as I finished up the fish sandwiches and fries I made for her. Soon enough she came into the kitchen with her head hung low.