Damaged and Broken.

Chapter4: The Children.

After a few more hours of talking, we all went down stairs to have some lunch.

We all had Bacon sandwich with ketchup, what a coincidence. After our lunch had settled we watched a bit of T.V.

Afterwards Spencer and Fallon tookme upstairs to show me their rooms.

As I walked in there were posters all over the wall, they were posters of characters in movies and programmes. It was quite a collection.

Also I noticed that there was a little fort built with their beds and duvets, I assumed they had built it before they came to see me and Dylan.

On one side of the wall there was a wide range of books and Dvds. They must be collectors from the amount of books I can see.

On their beds and on the floor was thousands-okay maybe not that much-a lot of toys, there were larges ones medium ones and small ones.

They all looked cute and fluffy.

Also in one corner I saw a Barbie Dreamhouse and a Lego Castle.

They had everything a child could possibly want, they were defiantly spolit. They both told me all the names of their teddies, and believe me I got told off by them if I got their names wrong.

I then excused myself in order to have a shower or bath.

I really needed one as I haven't had one in a while. I then went to Dylan and politely asked where the bathroom would be, he led the way and left me in peace.

I looked in the mirror and saw my reflection, I looked awful. I had bruises and cuts everywhere, why would they want to be around me, when I'm looking like a right state.

I knew that the cuts that had been made was to scar, as my older ones have done.

I didn't need any more scars, I have enough already. I pushed my thoughts to the back of my mind and prepared myself for a bath.

As I entered the lush warm water, I relaxed for a bit. For once I could have my bath in peace.

I washed my hair with shampoo and conditioner so my hair would be nice and soft.

Afterwards, I applied cream onto my cuts and bruises so they could heal up nicely. When I was done washing myself I jumped out of the bath and dried myself with a towel.

I then wore my clothes I was wearing earlier on.

I cleaned up the bathroom and tidied everything up, as I can be quite OCD about it.

As I walked down the hallway I saw Fallon playing with her dolls, I asked her if she knew where the hairdryer would be as I couldn't find it. Fallon then placed the hairdryer onto my lap and asked if she could dry my hair for me.

As I didn't want to be a prude I allowed her to dry and comb it.

After a few minutes, my hair was nice and dry and well combed all from a 6 year old girl. I was amazed by how she could do this at a such a young age.

Thats when I knew for a fact, she will become a very smart girl as she grows older.