Bullied Part 2

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  Shawn's P.O.V

I grab her quickly, after hearing sirens coming. It's a bit late don't you think. I run down stairs with her clinging to my neck, her body pressed tightly to my body. Tears streaming down her face still, her whimper getting softer. After slowing down, into a fast walk, we get to my house about 20minutes later. Fast asleep in my arms, I go upstairs to my room and place her body under the sheets, to keep her warm, only then do I notice what she is wearing, just a long top, probably that morons. I scoff at the thought. When I say just a long top, I mean it, she had no underwear, no I didn't stare, I have respect. Leaving her in the room to get rest. I go down stairs to get some food and snack and think what to do with her.
I feel the couch seat sink next to me, when I'm just about to drift off "thanks" I look up, and see that she's dressed in my clothes, the clothes I set out a while ago. "It's ok". "I'm sorry you had to see that, it's horrible, it's not something I-" she tries to carry on but starts crying, I pull her to me "it's just, I'm so happy you helped me, your the first person to help me and, today was the day, I pushed him to his limit, he was going to..to.. take my.." Getting the gist of what she's trying to say. "It's ok now, the police came, and they got hi, and I'm here, I'm here ok." I stroke her head "yes, thank you, so much" she looks into my eyes, and then lays her head down on my lap. She drift of to a peaceful and well needed sleep. I can't believe, she was bullied, not just by some stranger but the person she needed the most, her father figure. Now she has me, I know she knows that. I kiss her head and drift into a deep sleep, with my arms protectively around her stomach.  

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