Victuri: Walls ✔️

Chapter 18

"Victor, I'm going to find you, you can't hide forever" I hear her hiss from he other side of the door. "Victor, this is pointless, if you didn't want to get punished you shouldn't have done something bad should you?" She says as she moves away from the door.

I see this as my opportunity and try my best to stay silent and move towards the window preparing to jump out and am almost there, when I knock a broom over with my foot. It makes a loud crashing sound and a second later the door bursts open and reveals my mother. She steps towards me and I back up as far as I can until the wall stops me, in her hand is a belt, leather with a metal buckle at the end. She draws her arm back preparing to strike, her movements calm and calculated. This is not and outburst of rage, she knows exactly what she's doing and enjoys it.

I cower and hide behind my arms, "please" I sob "please...don't." She's just about to hit me when I hear a voice in reply. "Victor..." it whispers, "Victor... its just a dream, wake up."

The room goes dark then I feel my eyes opening, they are clouded with tears. I slowly sit up and see Yuri sitting in front of me, worry spread across his face and eventually I come to my senses realising it was all just a dream.

Slowly I crawl up to him and hug him, whispering in his ear, "Thank you for waking me." I then plant a kiss on his cheek and wrap my arms around his neck, falling backward on the bed and puling him down with me. He laughs a little but then the worried look returns to his face.

"What was your dream about?"

I-i can't...

"Y-you were asking someone to not do something...were they trying to hurt you?" I look into his soft brown eyes and they are full of compassion but I don't answer. He moves back from me and sits on the edge of the bed and I'm left lying there speechless. What is there to say? If I tell him the truth he will never look at me the same way again but I can't lie to him either.

I get up and walk over to him, squatting in front of him and look him in the eye "Yes Yuri, they were." I don't want to have to explain things so instead I decide to show him. I stand up again and turn the lamp on so he can see properly, then pull my shirt up and over my head revealing my scarred body.

He looks at me and he gasps, his hand clamping over his mouth, his eyes welling with tears and he slowly creeps up to me, his hand moving from his mouth to touch my shoulder. I turn around to face him more and he delicately traces some of the scars with his fingers.

"Who did this?" He asks with a shaky voice.

"My mother" I say and Yuri's eyes stay locked on me.

"So the other week and your back...?" I nod and look down at my feet.

I feel him take my hand and pull me back towards the bed. He then pushes me down, climbs on top of me and whispers "its ok you've got me now, you'll never have to see her again." Then he locks lips with me, kissing me softly. His hands caress my face but slowly work their way down to my waist. After a few minutes of making out he pulls away, his hair is a mess and his lips are swollen. He looks out the window and his eyes sparkle in the moonlight.

While he's distracted I quickly move myself to flip us so I'm now looking down at him, I still don't have my shirt on and Yuri is looking at me again, his fingertips tracing my scars, again. How he could still like me after everything I've put him through? After he's seen the real me?
Slowly he leans up towards my ear...
"You're beautiful you know." He whispers, and I blush.

I lean in and whisper softly back to him "Not as beautiful as you though" then kiss him gently before rolling off to the side and wrapping my arm around him pulling him into my chest.

I check the time and we only have three hours before we have to get up for school so snuggle with Yuri and attempt to get back to sleep.

A.N. Sorry for the short chapter, having a bit of a writers block :/