Midnight Visitor

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(T.S.pov)

I wake up to the sound of knocking on my door. I look through the peephole and see Joe. I frown as I open the door.

"Joe, what are do-" I gasp as I see his face. His nose is bleeding and he has a black eye."oh my god." I grab his arm and drag him into the room. I pull him into the bathroom and sit him on the toilet. I then grab my first aid kit and begin to work on the cuts on his face.

"Oh I'm so kicking that bastards ass. I can't believe he did this to you."

"Well I can. I should have seen it coming."

"No, you shouldn't have to. Fathers aren't supposed to hit their children. It's just sick."

"I agree with you there. He is defiantly sick."

"There your all done."

"Thanks Tay. Hey how'd you learn to fix a wound?"

"Girl scouts. Always be prepared."

We chuckle and I start to put the items I used away.

"Taylor is it okay if I crash here with you tonight? I swear I won't try anything. I'll sleep on the floor."

"Of course Joe. I'm not gonna kick you out. Come on."

We walk back into the room and I grab the extra blankets and pillows and hand them to him. As I turn to face him I notice tears falling down his face. He begins to sob and I pull him in a hug. He cries into my shoulder as I try to sooth him. Tears fall down my face as well.

We end up falling asleep on the bed holding each other. And when I woke up the next morning, curled up with him, I didn't feel guilty.

That is until someone knocked on my door.

Xx

Aww poor Joe.

If you have ever gone through this or are still going through it. I advise you to tell someone or if you feel like you can't then feel free to talk to me.

Stay strong.

-d&w

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