Shattered

Chapter 9- Not Alone (Pt. 2)

Karen's POV

I could already tell that the girl had been abused and starved. It showed in her stature. It showed in her posture and the way she flinched if you got too close. It showed mostly in her eyes though.

I remember when I had the exact same look in my eyes. I held back tears at the gruesome memories.

I ushered the girl upstairs, and into Zack's en suite bathroom. I was sure he wouldn't mind, after all he did look pretty upset downstairs, and I'm guessing he wanted to know more because of the constant push at my mind block.

I didn't notice Kattilina was studying me until I looked up. Her eyes snapped up to mine as soon as she saw that I noticed. Her cheeks blushed a deep rose and I chuckled.

"It's alright dear. You've been through a lot to get here and you need a good washing up." I soothed. "We won't hurt you here." I whispered quietly, so she could barely hear. Her eyes widened in surprise and shock, probably wondering how I knew, while unknowingly confirming my suspicions were true.

"Dear, everyone has secrets." I said in a soft sad tone. I lifted the sleeve of my long knit sweater, revealing the worst and last scar they ever gave me.

Kattilina audibly gasped, her hands rising to her face as tears threatened to escape from her eyes.

"You too?" she croaked rapidly. I knew what she meant and nodded, covering the scar with my sleeve.

"My-My pack-" I hushed her.

"Sweetheart, take a shower, bath, whatever you like first. I'll bring you some clothes. Do you need any help?" I asked. She blushed, answering my question.

"There is nothing to be ashamed of. I don't know exactly what happened to you sweetheart but anyone can tell it was horrible. You can explain everything later." I said. "Now let's get these dirty things off of you."

She stepped close to me and lifted her hands up so I could remove her shirt. I grabbed the hem and ever so slowly lifted the shirt. She winced as I pulled it up higher and soon her whole upper body was on display. I gasped in surprise, tears filling my eyes.

Her whole upper body was covered in bruises, cuts, scrapes, and I think I could see some bones poking out. Her spine, ribs, and hip bones showed though her skin. Even I wasn't that bad when they found me.

"Oh, dear," I said putting my arms gently around her. She stiffened then relaxed, and I felt a few tears of her own wetting my shirt. "Its okay now, nobody is going to hurt you, I promise."

She pulled back and nodded.

"Th-Thank you," she said, not meeting my eyes.

"There is no need to be scared dear," I said genuinely as she met my eyes. She gave me a smile, a real one.

"Now lets get you that shower, okay? You need to wash up and relax. I'll get you some clothes and then we can talk, if you want."

"I-I-" I couldn't help it, one look at her broken expression and I melted.

"Its alright dear, it's alright." I rubbed her back as we both cried. Then, I said the words that Joe said to me all those years ago. "You're safe now."

Katt's POV

As the woman (I still didn't know her name) walked out, I felt something within me.

Acceptance.

Understanding.

I had never felt that before, but I welcomed the warm feeling in my heart.

What surprised me most was that the woman had almost the same thing happen to her. She looked so strong and caring.

As my head swam with different thoughts, I walked over to the shower, and examined it. How was I supposed to turn this thing on? I should have told her I've never used a shower before.

Yes. I had never used a shower before.

Most of the time my shower was a dip in the stream or my wake up call; otherwise known as a bucket of ice water being dumped on me.

I looked at the two valves, one had an "H" on it and the other had a "C". I assumed they stood for hot and cold. I turned them both once and then stripped out of the rest of my clothes carefully so I didn't disturb any of my bruises or cuts. When I was unclothed I stepped under the stream of water that came from the shower head and felt instantly relaxed.

The warm water running over my bare skin was moan worthy, the feeling indescribable. I grabbed a bar of what I presumed was soap and started rubbing it into my skin until it became lathered. I washed my body and hair until the water going into the drain was clear. It must have taken an hour.

Turning the valves the opposite way and successfully stopping the flow of water, I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a fluffy green towel around my body. Timidly, I stepped out into Zack's room.

Lying on the bed was a pair of sweatpants and a tank top, along with undergarments. I dropped the towel and tentatively began stepping into the clothes. As I was getting dressed, I heard a knock at the door, and froze.

"It's me dear, can I come in?" I sighed in relief at the sound of the woman's voice. I was only in the sports bra and panties but opened the door anyway, I needed help.

"Do the clothes fit you, do you need help?" she asked. I nodded. She walked in, closing the door behind her.

"We should probably clean up those cuts first though. Is that alright with you?" she asked. I nodded again.

We reentered the bathroom and the women pulled out a giant first aid kit.

"Umm, I'm sorry, b-but I don't know your name." I said looking down.

"Oh, of course!" she laughed. "I'm Karen, dear."

"I'm Kattilina, but you can all me Katt." I said, without a stutter.

"Okay Katt, lets get these cuts cleaned up."

I sat down on the chair she was gesturing towards, and she started cleaning my skin with alcohol.

I think I like it here.

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I am SO sorry. My wattpad was messed up i had this chappie finished but i couldnt upload it. This wouldnt upload with the earlier part either so i just put it as part two.

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