The Ro'Meaves (Garrance, Zanvis, & Vlyante)

Chapter 12

(A/N): Two chappies today because I'm bored and really want to continue.

Laurence's POV-
We all gathered around Vlyad as he began to explain. Zane was in no position to do so and Garroth didn't look like he wanted too.
"So, our father, Garte...wasn't the best father. He'd beat Garroth for fun." I glanced at Garroth, who had his head hung. What?! How did I not know this?! Poor Garroth...oh, Garroth... "Zane was...sold...to people...who did very bad sexual deeds..."
Zane whimpered, and Travis looked distraught.
"...yeah." Vlyad looked away, rubbing his wrist again.
"Vlyad, what did he do to you?" Dante asked slowly.
Vlyad's eyes flashed. "N-nothing..."
Suddenly, Dante leaped at Vlyad. Vlyad thrashed around, but Dante won, and he gingerly pulled up Vlyad's sleeve. Cuts...so many cuts...fresh and old littered his arm. Oh my Irene...the pain they've been through...
"How'd you know?" Vlyad asked quietly.
Dante sighed. "The knife you used on Zane had dried blood on it. You keep on rubbing your wrist...you were mentally abused."
Vlyad bit his lower lip, tears growing in his eyes, and shakily nodded. Dante engulfed Vlyad in a hug. "Vlyad...all of you...I'm so sorry....how did I not see this before..?"
"Where'd Garroth go?!" I asked frantically, realizing he ran off.
Vlyad pointed towards the back porch, where I saw his figure sitting. Oh, thank Irene, I thought he...
I went outside after him, sitting down beside him. "Garroth...I'm so sorry..."
Without warning, Garroth took off his shirt. I was surprised at first, I've never seen him shirtless. Then I noticed the scars littered around his back, bruises and bumps. "Garroth..." I ran a finger across a scar, causing him to shiver. I pulled him in a tight hug. "Why didn't you tell me before?"
Garroth averted my gaze. "I didn't want to worry you..."
On instinct, I clashed my lips into his. Garroth's eyes widened, but he kissed back. When we pulled away, I cupped his head in my hands. Our first real kiss. "It's my job to worry about you." I inform him, kissing him again. He pressed his forehead against mine. "Laurence..."
"Yeah?"
"Can you promise me something?" Garroth asked quietly, and I nodded. "Promise...promise you'll never leave me. Promise you'll love me forever and ever and will always accept me, scars and all, for my ups and downs, that you'll love me for me."
I smiled and kissed him sweetly once more.

"That's a promise I can keep."