Escape

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Your Pov.
         They beat me tonight. Yet again. I hated living with my parents they were so abusive. Every night was another punishment! I went into the bathroom and wet a washcloth. I washed the blood off my torso. I then grabbed a long ace bandage and wrapped it around myself. I winced as the fabric hit my wounds. I need to get out of this place, I'm going to get out of this place. I put on my pjs. A (f/c) tank top with black shorts. I walked out of the bathroom and into my room. I lay down of my bed for awhile.

~Time Skip~

    I lay awake for a couple hours. I heard my parents in there bedroom. They were very loud every night. This was my chance. While they were "love making" I opened up my window and climbed out. As my bare feet hit the spiky wet grass I felt free. I took off running into the woods. I stepped on SO MANY THINGS. My feet were starting to hurt real bad. Can things get any worse? I thought to myself. As soon as I thought that I tripped in a rock and went tumbling into a ditch. I tried to get up but I couldn't. There was a large branch pinning my leg to the ground. I tried to move it off of myself but it was to heavy. I could tell that my leg was bleeding because I could see the red liquid oozing from under the branch. I started to cry. I was almost in the woods, stuck in a ditch, bleeding out, and alone. Very alone. All of the sudden I heard rustling from a bush. I looked up and saw a dude in a red hoodie with devilish spikes in his hair. He had a band aid on his cheek (I think that's what it is...). He also looked very sweaty, like he had been running for awhile. He climbed down into the ditch. At first he must of seen that I was very cold because he took off his hoodie and told me to put it on. I did as I was told. He looked me in the eyes.
"I'm going to move this off of your leg now, ok?" He asked in a thick norwegian accent. Yet his voice was very soft. I bit my lip and nodded. He started to remove the branch and it sent a agonizing pain coursing up my leg. I scream and he stopped.
"Are you ok?!?" He said very fast and worried. I started to tear up again but I nodded. He continues to remove the branch as I screamed from time to time. When the branch was completely off of me he saw my wound. He quickly removed his black shirt and wrapped it around my wound. I grimaced. When he finished he picked me up and lifted me out of the ditch. Then he tried to climb out. I saw his struggling and gave him a hand. Once he was out of the ditch he helped he stand up.
"So where do you live?" He asked. Yet again I started to tear up.
"No where now..." I said quietly.

Tord's Pov.
          "No where now..." The small female said quietly. As soon as I heard her voice I froze. She had the thinnest norwegian accent but it was still noticeable.
"Oh uh... You can come home with me." I said. She looked up at me. Man she was adorable.
"R-Really" She stuttered. I blushed and looked the other way.
"Yea! Do uh want me to carry you there?" I asked. I swear a saw light pink on her cheeks. She nodded. I picked her up bridle style.
"Names Tord by the way" I say.
"(Y/n)" She said. Her name was perfect just like her. Wait what? I carried her home. When we got there Tom was standing at the door. He looked at me shirtless, looked at (Y/n) wearing my hoodie and yelled
"DID YOU RAPE HER IN THE WOODS?"
"No I found her in the woods stuck in a ditch homeless. Now move I need to take care of her wound." By this point Edd and Matt were awake and downstairs.
"Who is she?" Edd asked while rubbing his eyes.
"Our new roomie" I said.
"Hai" She said sleepily. Tom, Edd, and Matt all widen their mouths as there jaws dropped.
"Where is she ganna sleep?" Tom said.
"Tord's room" Edd said.
"MY ROOM? I NEED TO CLEAN FOR HER INNOCENT EYES" I yell.
"Pfft innocent" Tom mumbled. I ran to my room and put all my hentai in my closet. Then I ran back and tended to (Y/n)'s wounds. Then I helped her upstairs. I sat her in my bed.
"Do you want me to sleep on the floor?" I ask.
"NO" she yells. "I mean no I don't wanna feel alone again." She said.
She lie on her side as i lie on my back.
"Hey (Y/n)?" I asked.
"Hmm" she mumbled.
"Did you run from your home?" I ask.
"Mhm" she replies with a mumble.
"Why?" I ask like a child.
"If I tell/show you, you can't let anyone know ok?" She sounded serious.
"Ok" I said. She starts to take off my hoodie and then took of her shirt. (YOU HAVE A BRA ON DONT WORRY!) She had bandages wrapped around her torso. The unwrapped the bandages to reveal new and old scars. I gasped.
"Abuse?" I asked. She nodded as she rewrapped the bandages and put her shirt back on. I had stolen my hoodie back with out her noticing.
"Tooord" she whined.
"Whaaat" I say.
"I want your hoodie" she whined as she climbed on top of me. I gave her the hoodie as my face turned bright red.
"Tord?" She asked.
"Du er bare så søt og jeg vet bare ikke hvordan jeg skal fortelle deg!
(Means: You're just so cute and I just don't know how to tell you)
jeg vet at vi nettopp har møtt , men når jeg er rundt deg har jeg en følelse (I know we just met but when i'm around you i have a feeling)" I said forgetting she was Norwegian.
"Egentling?(Really?)" She said.

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