chapter 6

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Warning may be triggering

Ashleys pov

I wake up to a concerned looking Andy hovering over me.
"Ash you ok? You kept telling someone to get off you."
I let the dream come back to me, except it wasn't a dream, it was real. My dad, who's a lot bigger than me, pinning me to the floor. I'm trying to get away but cant.....
My chest tightens and shooting pain goes through my lower stomach. This has been happening since he went to jail.
I run to the bathroom and step into a hot shower with just my boxers and a long sleeve.

There's knocking at the door. "Ashley are you ok, did I do something. .. ...please answer me, can I come in?"
"Ok" I try to yell, everything in my body hurt like hell and i felt like I was drowning.
The shower curtains pulled back shit he's gonna see the scars on my legs

*Andy's pov*

I pull back the shower curtain, my poor baby is sitting under the stream of water. His shirt sticking to him, his ribs clearly visible. His dark hair was plastered to his face, skin had changed to a pale white color compared to his naturally tan complection. He was shaking and struggling to breathe. I also notice white scars on his upper thighs. I felt my heart break a little. I couldn't tell you how many times I've been in that position.
I slowly crouch down to his level. " i..i..it's not y..you. ..it's just sssomethinggg else". He stutters between gasps.
I put my hand on his back trying to be comforting. He was having a really bad panic attack and I felt completely helpless knowing there wasn't much I could do.

I grab a towel and help him out. I wrap my arms around him and he puts his head on my chest. He wasn't shaking as much and hid breathing was starting to even out. I pick him up and carry him to his bed. He was light. I pull him onto my lap and rock back and forth. It seemed to calm him down a bit.

"Can you tell me what's wrong. You don't have to, but you can trust me."
My eyes go down to the scars on his legs. I touch them gently. He tensed up. I kiss the top of his head telling him it was ok.

He looked up at me with tears in his eyes. "You still want me after I completely freak out and that." He says gesturing to his legs.
I pull up my sleeves where I hid layers of old and new scars. "Of course I still want you, youre beautiful to me."
Ashley gently grabs the back of my wrist and very lightly kisses my cuts. Now tears come to my eyes , it was a shock to me that he did that does someone finally care.
. He takes a deep breath. ."so you wanna hear my story?"

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