You saved my life *Dalton Rapattoni*

Chapter 6

I woke up the next morning and went to the bathroom. I looked at wrist to see the 2 cuts I made formed scars. I traced the scars with my finger. I sighed and tried to hide the scars with make up the best I could but, they still showed through. I went to go find a hoodie that would hide my wrist. Before I came out of the bathroom I looked both ways making sure Dalton was no where in sight. Once the coast was clear I ran to the living room to grab my hoodie. I found my hoodie laying on the couch. Before I could leave the living room someone tapped my shoulder. I turned around to see Dalton.

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"Hi, did ya sleep well?" Dalton asked. "Yea, just fine!" I said hiding my wrist in my hoodie. Dalton look down at my wrist wrapped up in the hoodie. "Are you ok?" Dalton asked starring at my wrist. "Ya, just need to use the bathroom, ill be right back!" I said slipping past him. I ran back to the bathroom and put on the hoodie. I pulled the sleeve over my wrist hiding the ugly scars. I washed my face and put my black as night hair in a high bun. I walked back to the living room to see Dalton watching TV. "You better now?" Dalton asked. "Yup!" I said plopping next to him.

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Dalton put his arm around me and kissed my cheek. Dalton had on Dr.Who, his super obsession! I have no knowledge of Dr.Who so I just creeped on my phone. "Hey, I was wondering if you wanted to be in our next Ustream?" Dalton asked. "What do you mean?" I questioned him. "Well, since me and the boys are in a boyband we keep in contact with the fans by doing a live show every month and I was wondering if u wanted the fans to meet you?" Dalton explained to me. "Why did that idea pop in your head?" I laughed. "Well, some of the fans saw you with us at the park and stuff and are wondering who you." Dalton told me. "Sure, why not then?" I said putting my arms in the air. Not feeling my sleeve slide down.

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Dalton's eyes trailed over to my wrist, the wrist with the cuts on it. Dalton's smile slowly faded and he grabbed my wrist. I realized what he was doing and tried to pull back. But Dalton had a tight grip on it. "What's this on your wrist?" Dalton said studying It. I didn't answer him, I stayed silent. Dalton looked up at me with his eyes going soft "Have you been cutting yourself, Theodora?" Dalton softly asked. I still didn't answer. I felt tears forming in my eyes and my bottom lip start to tremble. Dalton noticed and pulled me into a hug. "Sweetie, have you've been cutting your wrists?" Dalton asked again. I still didn't speak just slowly nodded my head. "Why,beatiful?" Dalton said. "Because I'm such a wreck. You had to go get yourself hurt for me. I'm a horrible person that doesn't deserve any one like you." I cried. "What are you talking about? Your perfect." Dalton told me. I shook my head no. "No, I'm not! I'm horrible." I cried even harder. "Shhh.." Dalton said smoothing my hair out.

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I kept crying until I heard other cries. I realized Dalton was crying too. I looked up at Dalton. "Why are you crying?" I asked. Dalton wiped a tear from his cheek and said "I just feel like I could of prevented this." Dalton said through tears. "Dalton, I started cutting myself way before I met you." I told him. "Did Dean cause you to do this?" Dalton said. I stayed silent. "He did didn't he?" Dalton said sounding angrier. I stayed silent again. Dalton stood up and clenched his fist till his nuckles were pale. He gritted his teeth and turned to me. "If he ever comes near you I want you to run to me or call me over and I'll handle it." Dalton said towering over me. "Dalton, are you saying you're going to fight him?" I asked with my lip trembling in fear.

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"If I have to, yes." Dalton answered me. I stood up and looked in his eyes that were dark now. "Please Dalton, I know Dean hurt me, but I hated seeing you fight him the last time. Please don't fight him!" I said almost crying again. "Theodora, he deserves it though. Don't you see?" Dalton said almost yelling. "Yes I do, but I hate seeing you fight! It scares me and brings back horrible memories about Dean!" I yelled back. Dalton's fist unclenched and his face softened. "What do you mean?" Dalton asked. "Dean would threaten to beat me and you beating him I imagine him beating me," I yelled, "Then, I get a fear that if you get angry at me that you'll take out your anger like that on me." I yelled with my tears coming back. "Theodora, I had no idea, I'm so sorry." Dalton said wiping a tear away from my cheek. "Please Dalton, don't fight him." I pleaded. "Unless he tries to hurt you, I won't." Dalton said. "Thank you!" I cried still. Dalton pulled me into another hug. "Shhhh, calm down please." He whispered I'my ear.

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