Diana's POV
I felt his hands all over me. His coarse calloused hands groping me, while his stubble clad face scratched my body as he kissed me. Tears began pouring out of my eyes, he had gagged me with a part of my t-shirt. My screams were muffled and each time a sound escaped me, a cry for help, he drew the knife back and slashed it across my skin.
"Aww baby you know you like this...why not make some noise for me huh?" He slurred. I once again tried to bring my knee up, my hands fumbling withy the fabric wrapped around my wrist, in hopes to bring pain to this man. My knee couldn't go up much, his much heavier body sprawled on top of mine left me defenseless.
I hear him getting annoyed, he brings the knife back once again and makes a long deep cut along my left breast. I cry out in pain and he laughs humorlessy.
"Don't try me again."
I feel his hand make contact with my cheek. The stinging combined with the burning pain of the cut he left on my cheek was too much. I wanted to black out, not think anymore. But I was better than that, so no matter what I kept screaming, kept fighting, hoping I would be okay.
He brings up the knife again, I close my eyes waiting for the new scar to be inflicted, but it never came.
** dream over **
I wake up gasping and shaking for air. Relieved that it was a dream I let out a sigh. I tried to push it to the back f my head not wanting to think about it anymore. I look around to see in in my room, my Tshirt Clung to me due to the sweat and I was wearing sweatpants. I nervously scratch my arm and wince when I see blood underneath my fingernails. The new blood mingled with the dry blood. My eyebrows knitted in confusion, wondering where everyone else was, and before I can process the door to my room swings open and a tired looking Jai walks in.
"Oh you're awake." He says with a yawn, his limbs stretching and popping in some places.
I was going to get up and out of bed but he quickly picks me up and carries me to the bathroom ignoring my protests to be let down.
"I'm just gonna clean some of this up." He says to me while inspecting the cuts on my arms and legs. I was curious to how I got changed and was about to ask.
"I didn't change you by the way... In case you were wondering. It was Abby."
Oh alright. He carefully tended to my cuts, applying Neosporin and blowing on them before wrapping bandages on them. It took us about 15 minutes to cover all of them up, Jai just working in silence while I fumbled with my hands in my lap.
As he is wrapping the last bandage I see the way his knuckles are split, dry blood surrounding them.
"You're hurt..." I say quietly. He looks down at his knuckles before looking up at me located on the bathroom counter and smiling.
"It's fine love." He says simply getting up from his knees and helping me off the counter.
He is about to walk out of the bathroom before I pull him back and seat him on the toilet. We are now about the same height while he's sitting to I take the first aid kit from him and begin to clean his wounds.
"I'm fine-"
"Shut up just let me take care of this please." I say looking him straight in the eye. I applied some hydrogen peroxide, him wincing when it touched his raw skin. I blow on his knuckles and wrap a bandage around them as well. I kissed the bandage on his knuckles mumbling a thank you to him that he probably couldn't hear. I retracted my lips and was brought to his chest.
"I won't let anything happen to you."
••• Jai's POV •••
I meant what I said, I inhaled her scent deeply. Her arms were tucked between our bodies my head was in the nook of her neck. We stayed there for a few seconds before I released her and smiled.

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