Broken soul pt 2

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I nervously await the arrival of credence, glancing at the grandfather clock that stands proudly in my living room.
Tick tick tock.
It's seven o'clock
Tick tick tick
Eight o'clock draws by when I hear a faint knock at the door.
I shuffle over to it and open it a crack. He stands there shivering, I open it some more and let him in, sitting him on the couch and wrap a soft blanket around him.
"I'll make you some coco" I offer.
I head to the kitchen but he grabs my hand and pulls me into him. For once it is him who initiates the hug.
He sobs into the crook of my neck.
We stay like this for a while.
But I don't mind, I would wait an eternity for him.
He nuzzles into my neck- i stroke the back of his neck, in an attempt to sooth him.
He whimpers slightly, tightening his grip around me-this is new for him.
I take his hands in mine, he winces as I look at the scars.
Tears brim my eyes as I feel sorrow for my new be found friend.
I must help him. I will heal his scars thus revealing to him my magic.
I need to be honest.

Sorry it's so short
Want a part 3
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