The Connection//*DISCONTINUED*

Chapter six

Hello hello, I'm back again. Two updates in two days, who am I!?! What happened to me?

Yuuri's POV

Someone's in my house. I put tape over a part of the crack between the door and the door frame. The seal was broken when I got home. I swear quietly under my breath. Ugh, I don't know who this is, I don't know what to do.

I quickly take the gauz off of my cuts, and I rip the stitches out. This is such a pain. I really don't want to do this, but I must. Why must I, you ask? I don't know who this is in my house. It could be a robber, or just my mom. I need to pretend that I fell terrible from being hurt, or else they might be able to tell I get hurt often.

I ram the door with my shoulder, pretending to run into the door, to alert the person inside that I am out here. I reach for the doorknob, but the door falls away from me, causing me to collapse into my house.

Strong arms grab me before I hit the floor, and I look up to see ocean blue eyes staring at me with concern. Oh, crap! Its Viktor! I zone out, trying to seem as out of it as I can, even though I am perfectly fine.

I can't let him know how often I get hurt like this. He asks me who did this to me, telling me that I need to get to a hospital right away. I stutter and mumble, telling him I'm fine, and that I just tripped and fell. Argh! Just let me get to my room so I can redo my stitches and wrap them back up in gauz!

I get up and stumble to my room. As soon as I shut and lock the door, I stand up straight and walk to my bathroom. I get thread and a needle down from the cupboard. I start to go stitch up all of my cuts, not bothering to use anesthetics. I've done it so much the sting doesn't bother me anymore.

I slather them with salve before rewrapping them all in gauz. I changed out of my blood stained clothes, and run some water in the bathtub to soak them in. I quickly put on a long sleeved shirt and sweat pants. I collapse on my bed, and immediately fall into a deep slumber.

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I wake up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. I look at the clock, squinting, trying to see what the time is. In blurry, red letters the clock says 5:28. Oh, two minutes before my alarm was supposed go off. I turn my alarm off before it can ring, not wanting to hear the obnoxious sound if I don't need to.

I stand up, my stitches pulling tightly on my skin. I wince in pain as I walk to the bathroom. I pull up my sleeves to better inspect my injuries. Crap, I have bite marks all over my body. Last night was really rough. At least nobody was seriously injured.

I take my clothes out of the bathtub and ring them out. The water has become a dark brown color, stained by the blood that was on my clothes. Putting them aside to wash later, I pull the plug in the bathtub to drain the dirty water. There is still some brown water in the tub, so I rinse it out before running some water for a nice, hot shower.

I take off my long sleeved shirt and my sweatpants, which is what I usually wear for pajamas. I hop into the shower, careful not to get my stitches wet. I get out after a few minutes, not wanting to waste my day away. Before exiting the bathroom, I slather salve onto all of the bite marks on my arms.

I walk out of the bathroom on a cloud of fragrant steam, a towel wrapped around my waist. I throw on another long sleeve shirt and a pair of jeans, even though its Summertime.

I walk into the living room, and freeze in the middle of my stride. Crap, crap, crap! I completely forgot Viktor was here! I tiptoe past the couch towards the kitchen. I haven't eaten since lunch yesterday, and I had a really rough night last night. I'm so hungry!

I rummage around in the fridge, looking for something filling to eat. Suddenly, I hear the rustling of clothes behind me.

"Y-Yuuri, is that you?"

Dang, know I have to act all anxious and flustered. Again, why, you ask? Well, the Yuuri that Viktor knows is not as confident and sure as I actually am. He can't know where I go most nights.

"Y-yeah, i-it is me. How a-are you t-today?"

He stands up and stumbles tiredly towards me, comes up behind me, and envelopes me in a hug. His chin rests in the crook of my neck.

"I think I'm the one that should be asking you that. Don't think I forgot what I saw last night. And, I can still see bruises all over your face."

I force a blush to appear on my checks, and I put my hands up defensively.

"Ah! N-no I'm o-okay, really! You probably thought it was worse than it r-really was. I'll be fine."

He starts to nuzzle his nose not my neck.

"Okay, I'll believe you. But, if this ever happens again, there will be a problem. I can't have anything happening to my precious little Yuuri."

I hide my face in my hands, pretending to be really flustered. He laughs in my ear, and backs away from me. I return my focus to the fridge, and find a protein shake near the back. My hand closes around it, and I pull it out and drain it completely in 10 seconds.

I pick my phone up from the counter where I left it yesterday. I turn it on, and I'm immediately met with a text from Hunk.

Hunk: Can you come over and put more stitches on me? I rushed when I put them in, and I want to make sure they are done right this time.

Yuuri: Sure, I'll be right over.

I set my phone down and grab my keys from the kitchen counter. I'm almost out the door, but Viktor asks me a question.

"Yuuri, where are you going?"

I curse in my mind while I think of an excuse I can use.

"Um, I-I'm just going to the s-store to get some groceries."

"Can I come with you, then? I would love to spend the day with you."

"Um, I would rather you wouldn't, it distracts me when I go shopping with other people. But, m-maybe we can hang out w-when I come back."

Before he has the chance to say anything, I run out the door and close it behind me. That was close. Too close.

He can never find out about what I do.

Hahaha I'm leaving all of your questions unanswered. What happened to Yuuri? Why is he all beaten up? Why is Hunk also beaten up? And why can't Viktor know about it. Comment what you think may be happening. Bye fam. Stay sad, but not too sad!