hey sorry for the 2 parts but wattpad wouldn't let me upload it as a whole thing because i copy and pasted from my word document and it assmued I was plegerizing (i cat't spell)
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Arriving at the house, we made our way through the backdoor. Sarah came to Chris’s call and when she saw us, her face lit up with worry and curiosity. Chris promised to explain later and she accepted as he made his way to their room to get cleaned up, shower, and then lay down to rest his throbbing head.
“What the hell happened? Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. He said he would tell you later, and he will,” I informed.
She rolled her eyes at that and tugged on my arm, my cut hoodie and shirt in my other arm. Pulling me to the door, we ascended up the stairs and into my room, the sun creeping down as darkness began to take the sky. She took the clothing from my hand and placed it down.
“I’ll fix this up tonight, okay?”
I smiled weakly at her and shuffled off towards the bathroom, in need of some cleaning up. My back still stung, and the cuts on my face felt numb. She shut the bathroom door behind her and locked it before pulling me into a careful hug and then into a longing kiss.
Breaking away, she looked up into my eyes, sadness on her skin, “Please don’t get hurt anymore. What did they do to you?”
“I asked them to whip me.”
She gasped, “Why the hell would you do that?!”
I shrugged, “Do you really need an explanation? “
Shaking her head, she decided to set my strange masochist ways aside and began to unbutton my pants, pulling them down, “You can handle your boxers,” she joked, making me smile. She then walked over to the shower and began to run water into the tub, popping in the drain plug as the water steamed and filled up. “I’ll be right back. Get in,” she ordered before unlocking the door and leaving to go get something.
I sighed and finished undressing, gazing into the mirror with my back facing it as I looked over my shoulder. The red strips of blood across my back even gave me chills, its stinging making it hard to handle. I then faced the mirror and examined my bruised face, the dark purple standing out against the paleness of my skin, and the small cut on my lip and above my eye painted red. It was almost like a canvas, and I smiled at the masterpiece, feeling triumphant for getting them all back for what they did to me. I still couldn’t believe they all stood around and watched as the ring leader beat me; but I would expect that from anyone. Hell, if I were them, I would have shot me in the head at first glance.
Sighing, I made my way to the tub and stepped in, the hot water sending tingles through my entire being. It had been forever since I had a bath, not including the ones concerning blood, and the feel of it made me queasy. Sucking it up though, I stepped in completely and carefully sat down, the water rushing into my skin with urgent heat. I gasped in pain as the water made contact with some of the cuts on my lower back, and being completely in place, I waited for Sarah to return. Perfectly on cue, she came in holding a large first aid kit and some towels, closing the door and locking it. She sat on her knees at the edge of the tub and smiled at me before grabbing a wash cloth and dipping it into the water.
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