Hunter's P.O.V.
I wake up to see the sun shining in through the windows and I hear the birds chirping. I look down to see Danielle still sleeping like a baby. She looked perfect, with her face relaxed in a peaceful sleep, as the sun casts shadows down over her clear skin. I begin to lightly trace her face with my fingertips. I begin at her eyes, then trace down across her cute little nose, down to her perfect pink lips. I kiss her lightly on the lips before I notice her cheek. Her left cheek was covered with a huge purple bruise in the shape of a hand print. Oh-no. Danielle is going to freak out when she sees this, she is already self-conscious enough without having to deal with explaining that to everybody!
"Honey? What's wrong?" I look down to see Danielle staring back up at me with tears in her eyes.
"Nothing is wrong baby. Don't cry." I say while gently wiping her tears away.
"Don't even try lying to me. I saw your face. You are upset about something. Now tell me what's wrong." Danielle says while giving me that glare that means "If you don't tell me right this second you are in big trouble mister." Last time that I didn't tell her something when she gave me this look, she didn't talk to me for a month. So I now know that whenever I see that stare, she means business.
"There is a bruise on your face from where Hali slapped you." I whisper as quietly as possible, hoping that she didn't hear me. She did. The next thing I know Danielle runs to the bathroom and I am soon hearing sobs coming from the bathroom. Suddenly the sounds of her sobbing stop, only to be replaced by the sound of glass shattering. I run into the bathroom to see her staring at the now broken mirror crying. She senses my prescence and turns to me slowly. I open my arms for her and she runs into them as quickly as possible crying into my chest. My poor baby.
"Baby, shh......... don't cry. A little bruise is nothing to cry over." I say calmingly while rubbing her back.
"A little bruise! This is the exact opposite of a little bruise! And yes it is something to cry over! I know how important looks are to you! So I already know what this means." She cries out while stepping away from me.
"What does this mean?" I ask her confused.
"It means that you are going to break up with me!" She sobs out before running to my bedroom crying. I follow her to see her curled up in a ball in the middle of my bed crying. I sit down beside her on the edge of the bed, pick her up and place her in my lap.
"Baby listen to me. I am not going to break up with you. Looks aren't important to me. Just because I want to look good for you everyday doesn't mean that I am obsessed with the way we look. I will never break up with you baby. You are beautiful no matter what. That bruise will go away soon angel. Please just stop crying." I coo while rocking her back and forth.
"Do you mean it?" She asks while looking at me with that look in her eyes. The look of fear and abandoment clearly shining through in her eyes. Unfortunately I know this look very well from seeing it in my angel's eyes whenever anyone mentions her past.
"Of course I mean it baby. I am never letting you go. You are all I need to live, please stop crying." I whisper while trying to calm her down.
"I'm sorry honey. It's just......" She says before crying against my chest again.
"It's just that the memory of your parents and then Dalton make you worried?"
"Yes." She whispers before crying again.
"It's ok baby. Everything is going to be ok. Just cry it all out. Shh........... " I coo while laying her back down and covering us both up in a blanket.
"But how am I going to explain this to people at school?"
"We still have a couple of weeks until we have to be back in school for the fall. It will be gone by then."
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