Pj's POV:
When I had kicked down the door in fear and anger I saw her. The love of my life crying curled up on her bed. I decided to just give her a hug she just stayed there crying. When she finally looked up at me I saw something on her neck. Is that a shock collar was that why she was yelping? I take a deep breath and let go of her sitting down beside her with a worried expression.
"Pj... I'm sorry"
She had mumbled under her breath I just hugged her again.
"(Y/n) You don't need to be sorry please tell me what happened."
I said sadness, distraught, anger, confusion and many other unseen emotions littered my voice. She first looked contemplative before looking down at her feet. She looked at her hands as she started to explain on the edge of tears.
"W-w-well I-I-its not that bad my dad just has anger issues it's n-nothing to worry about."
"(Y/n). If he results to try and keep you here by using a shock collar and putting bars on your window that is a big deal. I don't want to lose you because he did something stupid."
I had placed both my hands on her shoulders at this point which brought her attention back to me. She was shaking and scared her eyes slowly filling with tears. I put my arms around her and pulled her back into a hug. She had her face buried in my chest as she had cried. When she finally calmed down again she began to speak.
"W-well I don't want to be around him ever. B-but he's my father so I need to."
"No you don't come on and we can get this off of you."
I held my hand out for her and she steadily took it standing up we both began to walk out of the house. Her shaky steps as we leave and walk off into my house fill me with anger. He's been doing this for who knows how long and she's been so afraid she's just been dealing with it. I feel luminescent tears creep up as we walk to my house when we finally get there she sits on my couch and I get materials to treat what ever scars and burns she may have. I still feel tears on the verge of spilling as I treat some of her wounds. She was silently crying still did I scare her? I sigh and meet her eyes again.
"(Y/n)... You know how much I care about you right?"
"N-no how much?"
"(Y/n)..."
I start to feel myself crying as I press my hand against her cheek pulling her in and kissing her we both stayed like that for a while. Kissing and for me it felt like we could've stayed like that forever but we parted and she caught her breath.
"I love you..."
She said finally through the tears of sadness and joy. I smile and blush a bright pink.
"I love you to (Y/n). You mean so much to me and I can't picture living without you."
"I d-don't wanna go back Pj please d-don't make me."
"I won't I promise I'll protect you (Y/n)."
I say we hugged and she pressed her face into my chest as we stayed there a few moments later we pulled apart and I wiped away her tear streaks. I then walk off leaving her on my couch but come back a few moments later with a pair of pliers.
"(Y/n) I need you to stay still I'm going to try and remove the collar from you okay?"
She nodded and I pulled at the shock collar giving me a shock but I don't care she wasn't affected by it as I put collar in between the pliers and quickly cut it off. Leaving a broken shock collar on my floor. She had collapsed from pain during that because when I cut it I think it shocked her really hard. I pick her up my hands playing with her hair and bring her into my room. I hope you'll be alright darling.
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