Nicky's P.O.V:
Huh?? Kenny was actually apoligizing to me? Awwee, hes so cute. <3 I stopped crying so much and started to calm down.
"Its okay." i said. I hugged him. He smiled. "But...why do you hit me? You really hurt me Kenny, badly. I cry everyday because of you. And then I have to go home and suffer from my dad"
"I know...i'm so so sorry for hurting you Nicky...I didnt know how much it hurt you...and I had NO idea what you'd been through at home. Im soo soo sorry baby" He said with kind, caring eyes. It seemed like he really meant it. Wait!, Did he just call me....baby? Awwwe.
"It's okay........just, please..don't hit me anymore, please?" I begged and my eyes started filling with tears of the thought of being hit by my dad and him.
"Baby, I won't anymore" He promised and wiped the tears off my face.
I smiled. "Why are you calling me baby?" I asked, confused but flattered. He leaned in and so did I.
"Because, I love you" he whispered into my ear. He kissed me slowly and passionately on the lips, I kissed back and then said: "I love you too, always have, and always will"
Then we looked at the clock and realized what time it was. It was already 7:00 at night.It was dinner time and we were hungry.
"Wanna go to the chinese buffett?" He asked. " Its right down the street."
I stood up still feeling a little weak from crying so much, I was shaking a bit. He realized and helped me up. And kissed me on my cheek.
we walked down the street and walked down the street to the chinese buffett. When we got there and got our food he pushed my seat out for me. When I sat down he pushed it in for me. He also paid for the meal.
"Kenny you really didn't have to do all of this" I told him.
"Its okay I wanted to" He said and grabbed my hand and started rubbing it with his thumb. "Its the least I could do after what I put you threw"
After we got done eating we walked back to his house. We hung out for a bit and listened to music. We layed on his bed cuddling. I felt so safe when I was in his arms. It felt amazing. Then I looked at the clock. I gasped and sat up.
"Shit. Its 11:00, my dads gonna kill me" I panicked. Kenny sat up and grabbed my waist pulling me back down.
"Its okay, spend the night here" He reasurred.
"Are you sure?" I asked. "Won't your parents tell me to go home?"
He shook his head. "Nah, their pretty much never home" I looked at him, confused. "Their doctors, they work all the time" He explained. "Ohhhh Okay" I replied. We layed their peacfully, cuddling.
A couple minutes later I sat up again and got upset at the fact that i'd have to go home tomorrow and face my father and get beaten.
Kenny sat up again. "Whats wrong Nicky?" He asked.
"I don't wanna go home tomorrow. I'm tired of getting beat by him. I already have a bunch of bruises and cuts on my body from him and...well you when you used to beat me" I answered starting to cry.
He raised his eyebrows. "What bruises and cuts?"
I sighed and rolled up the sleeves to the shirt I had on, rolled up my pants and cried. Then i lifted up my shirt and he saw all of the bruises and cuts I had gotten from both my father and him. I was litterly covered in them. His features softened. "I'm so sorry babygirl" He said. "Do they hurt?"
"Yeah..a lot..it hurts everytime I move" I sighed.
He rubbed my tummy which hurt the most and kissed it. I giggled. Then he kissed me passionately on my lips.
"Don't worry, i'll never touch you like that again. And neither will he. It kills me to see you in pain like I did today and I hate myself for making all those bruises and cuts on you. Tommorow lets stay home from school and rest. I know your exhausted. Then we'll go get all your stuff from your dads. You can live with me" He said.
"Are you sure baby?" I asked. "I'm positive" He reasurred. We layed back down and fell asleep in eachothers arms.
