(This Chapter Is Sort Of PG-13.)
I woke up. I was in even more pain than before. There was crust in my eye, dried blood on my arms, and something dried on my face. To add onto the pain my there was a twinge on my back. It felt like I was stabbed all down my spine. I looked up and my neck was sore. So basically everything hurts. I noticed I'm not in a car anymore. I'm in what looks like someone's living room. I try to turn and get up but it stung and it was like 3sifferent stages of pain at one time I cried. I'm useless. I can't do anything. I'm so filthy, I need a bath, but I can't even bathe myself. Bryson walked in he looked at me. He really didn't know what to do. He opened his mouth and closed it. He went back to wherever he was and came back.
"Are you comfortable telling me what happened?" He asked looking at me in my eyes. I see he feels bad for me. Looking into his eyes made me want to cry. I feel bad for myself. My eyes watered. What if I killed Xavier? He deserved it. No he didn't. No human deserves that.
"My um-" I exhaled all the air I didn't know I was even holding. I continued " He abused me. He didn't at first, he went through some, uh, changes so he started taking his anger out on- on me. Today he slammed my arm-mm" I paused because I tried to pick up my arm but I couldn't. " in-into a mirror, and pushed me into a pot. So I threw boiling water on him and stuck the hot pot on his stomach" I paused again. "-I didn't mean to- I shouldn't have did that. My life is at risk. I- what if he's dead?" I say literally crying. "I'm so sorry I brang you into this.."
"No, it's okay I'm glad to help. Don't worry he's not dead, and if he is it was self defense. He's not gonna hurt you while your with me. And you can stay here as long as you want. I wasn't doing anything anyways."
Bryson Pov
Looking at her is so fucking painful. She's so fucking hurt. I don't like seeing her like this, especially when I don't know what to do about it.
She just sat there probably thinking about all that just happened. The poor girl can't even move her body."Thank you." She said.
"No problem. Are you hungry? I can't cook but I can try. After all it is Thaanksgiving I could look up something to cook." She shook her head yes. "Anything else you need or want?" I ask.
"A bath." She said. I looked at her for a minute expecting her to say sike or some shit, but no she's serious.
"That would require me seeing you..." I paused. I'm all into seeing her naked she has a body, but I don't want to get to know her like that.
"Naked. I know, please I'm just- I need a bath. I have dried blood on me." She said while a tear rolled down her cheek
"Are you sure your comfortable with me seeing you and touching you - while, your naked" I scratch the back of my head.
"Yes." She replied
"Okay." I get up to run her bath water.
I let the water get warm so it can soothe her cuts and bruises. I walk back in the living room to her. I pick her up and sit her up. She breathes in."I'm sorry." I say.
I put a pillow behind her for support. I take off her shirt slowly making sure it doesn't brush against her cuts. I look down and see her bra. Tiller this isn't the time your supposed to be helping. Help. I exhale. I unclip her bra and take it off. She was like a C cup. They were big but not big. I put my face in my hands and sigh. I'm so tempted to grab her and just dick her down. But I know this is not the time.
I place her on her back again she looked at the ceiling. I got on my knees and unbuttoned her jeans that had blood on them. I slid them down her legs half way then I got up and walked to the kitchen. This shit is foul, like this is so fucking unfair. I'm 2 inches from her punani and I can't even do shit. I walk back and take her pants fully off. This girl is shaped like a fucking goddess. Imagine not eating for months and you have to unrap your favorite food, but you can't eat it. That shit is fucking foul. She's about to be fully naked. I touch the sides of her underwear and slide them off of her body. I put all her clothes in my laundry basket. I walk back to the living room and pick her up and place her in the still warm bath water. She exhales in relief or pain. I don't know. She lay her head back. I let her sit there and after a little while I bring out Harley's soap. At least she'll smell adorable. I wash her face gently with a wash cloth. She had blood on her face coming from her scalp. I wiped it off. Her lips tempted me to they were beautiful. But that's not the point I have to clean her. I washed her feet to her knees. I wasn't ready for anything above there yet. I washed her good arm. And patted her bad arm dry softly. She moaned trying not to cry. I could tell it hurt but a moan was not what I need especially seeing her naked. I washed her neck, her back and her hair. Now I have to pick the three most difficult options. To either wash her punani, her boobs, or her ass. I sigh lowly so she doesn't hear me. I put more soap on the cloth and wash her breast with my eyes closed. Then I moved onto her inner thighs with closed eyes again I did it. Lastly again with closed eyes I washed her butt. It wasn't the sexiest thing ever, to wash a bunch of blood off of a girl. But it's okay because I was helping. I drain the water and get a long towel. I wrap it around her fresh body and bring her to my bed."Thank you. I'm sorry if this made you uncomfortable." She says. I laugh.
"No it's okay. It's fine, but what are you going to wear?" I ask.
"I don't know." She chuckled.
"I got a shirt but it's gonna be big." I pulled out a black v-neck t shirt.
"Okay." I sat her up, took the towel off her, and put my shirt on her.
"You still hungry?" I know I am.
"Yes." At that I go into the kitchen and look up how to make Macaroni and cheese.
Instead I go out to KFC I order some a 12 piece chicken with two macaroni and cheeses. When I come back Teyanas sleeping. I put her food in the microwave and I eat. I wonder what she's gonna do when I have to go on tour.
Happy Late Thanksgiving I'm 2 hours late but it's 3 chapters! I didn't know what to write about and I didn't even check them over😪😓