Broken (Edited edition)

Trust / First Period

I wake up on the Game Grump's couch, a blanket around my waist. Mark has his head on my lap, and droll his coming out of his mouth.  I can hear someone walking around in the kitchen, walking back and forth.  I can tell by the echoes from their feet." What? No, I don't know a Fischbach.  Sir, listen to me.  I don't know.  Why are you being so pushy?   No...No!  You know what?  Fuck off you piece of shit!  Don't call me again!" I hear someone shout, and then slam something on the counter." God damn detective, trying to get to them again. Piece of shit, he should be placed in prison.  He will never lay a finger on my little Angel." It's Danny, and he sits down next to me on the couch.  I open my eyes a little bit more, moving my head to look at him." Who was that?" I ask, pretending to not have heard him." Just some marketer. How are you doing Angel?" He asks, and I shrug.  I rotate my shoulder, feeling a bone pop." Alright, just hurt." I say, and he nods." Yeah, I thought you would. Hey listen, there's something I've been meaning to ask you." He says, sitting up a bit more.  He leans his arm against the back of the couch, looking at me with a gentle look.  I rest my hand on Mark's head, rubbing his hair gently between my fingers.  It feels soft, like he just took a shower. " Sure, ask away." I say, and he runs his fingers through my hair, giving me a soft look." Do you have any memories from when you go Black? Like, from anytime?" He asks, and I look down. I stare down at sleeping Mark, making sure he's actually asleep.

"I remember this last time...sort of. I remember holding...a knife. It had blood on it already, so did my hands.  Detective Grace was pointing the gun at me, and I kicked it out of his hand before he could shoot it.  He had knife wounds on his face already, and his suit was all cut up.  The knife went into his shoulder, the tip broke off.  So when that happened, I remember....remember."  My head hurts as I try to remember, and I see something that makes me hurt badly."  Then I broke his arm, with my own two hands."  I say, feeling my stomach drop to my feet."  I broke it until almost every bone was broken in his arm."  I look down at Mark again, and I hold his head in both arms.  Tears are starting to form in my eyes, and my head starts to ache."  I grabbed Jack and Mark, and ran them outside.  I told 911 the address, and went back inside.  After that, I can't remember anything else.  Just that when I woke up, I was in a lot of pain."  The tears run down my face, and I wipe them away as quickly as I can."  Hey Angel, it's okay.  It's okay."  Danny says, rubbing my cheek.  I lean into him, and he kisses my forehead gently.

"He tried to kill them, why would they try kill my family?  But I broke his arm, and I can't take that back.  I can never take that back.  I can never take that back that I could have killed this man.  What does that show about me?  That I'm a killer?"  I ask him as he strokes my hair.  Mark moves a bit in my lap, and I look down at him.  I start shaking, feeling more tears fall."  What would I do without these two?  What would I do...without you Danny?  If they were killed, I would be sent off somewhere else.  Probable be sent off to a home with a drunk woman and guy."  I say, grasping onto the sides of Mark's head."  What if I can't protect them again?  What if I can't save them like that again?  I don't want to have to go through this again."  I ask, and Mark wakes up.  He looks up at me crying, and sits up."  L...Lyca?"  He asks, and I start crying even more.  I grab him gently around the neck, holding him close to me."  I don't want to lose you, or anyone!"  I say, and hug him tightly."  Lyca...sweetheart, you're not going to lose us.  As long as I'm here, as long as the rest of us are here, you will never be alone.  We are a family, and you are safe with us."  He says, and he gets up on his knees.

He hugs me gently, making me feel the warmness of his body.  Like a warm blanket from the dryer."  I will never make you go through that ever again."  He says into my ear, kissing my cheek.  He gets up on the couch, and holds me in his arms as Danny goes to make coffee."  Why can't I ever do anything right?"  I ask, wiping my eyes."  Lyca, look at me.  Look at me."  Mark says, holding my face tightly in his hands."  You are my star.  I trust you with my life, and I respect you as much as I can.  You are my baby girl."  He says, and tears form in his eyes.  His kisses my forehead, and gives me the best smile he can do."  Don't ever think you're nothing, don't ever think you're worthless.  You've done everything right, you've just been given a shitty deal at life for most of it.  But we're here now, we're here."  He says, and holds me tightly.