《Clove baby》Nine
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Clove pov
I heard a knock on the door and I quickly scrambled to hide the blade and stop the bleeding. I covered it with a shirt then tied it and put on another loose t shirt. "Clove what are you doing are you ok" I nod then realize he can't see me. I know it's Tyson his deep voice is unmistakable. "Yes I'm okay" I answer back. "Can I come in little one"
"Yes you can"
He opens the door and I'm agaiajt the back wall. My face is red and my body looks swollen. What will he think. I Can't tell him or else he will kill them.
Protect yourself. Tell them.
No I can't I care for them
Just then I hear the door open and Tyson walks in. His gaze settles on me and he slowly makes his way over.
"Do not lie any longer. What happened in that store Clove"
"Nothing I just got stressed from the options and how many people there were."
I tried to cover up my stomach discreetly. He caught on and looked down to see drops of blood on the bathroom floor.
"What the fuck is this Clove" he asks as he points to the ground and I back away shaking my head.
No he found out no one has ever found out besides the closest of close friends. He stared at me then lifted me in his arms and carried me out of the bathroom down the hall to a room. Which I assume was his. He places me on the bed then touches my shirt then looks up at me his face showing pain and guilt. "Lme touch you clove I need to see it" he says as he lays his hands on my stomach and I flinch. "it's ok baby I won't hurt you I want to help" I nod my head and he lifts up my shirt. His face contorts from anger to guilt to sadness. and over and over again. I turn away my head. Hes now seen the scars he knows what happened what I do. I realized my wrists were covered either. He looks up to me and his eyes dart to my wrists that are cuddled beside my head. I have dozens of scars running up and down my arms. "Clove my little one why" I turn away and tears stream down my face. " I-I don't know i'm so sorry i've been good please don't punish me i've been good" I back away from him and his face shows shock then he cuddles me in his arms. "shhh baby you've been good so good clove i'm so sorry"
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