Y/N POV
My heart starts beating one hundred miles per hour. "W-Why did the person at t-the front have to say that sh*t?!" I mutter to myself. "Well, Y/N, just so you know, I had my suspensions since I first latex eyes on you. But, I wasn't sure at first," He vends down to my level, "But what you just said concludes my suspensions..." I look down and start to silently cry. "So, tell me, Y/N..." He forces me to look up at him, and he's wipes the tears from my cheek. "Why do you do this to yourself? I won't tell anyone else ok?" I nod and start to tell him my life story.
~Flaaaaaaaashbaaaack~
"Y/N, YOU NO GOOD SL*T GET IN HERE!" THATS my dad yelling at me... I run down the stairs and once I get to the bottom, a bottle of beer is thrown at me. The bottle hits me in the side of the face, and the glass is deep into my cheek. "YOU TWO EYED FREAK! YOU'RE A MISTAKE, A B*TCH, A SL*T, A TOY!" He starts to unbutton his pants. "P-Please n-no!" I mutter. After a few hours of 'that' I have trouble standing, but I soon get up and feel dizzy and collapse in my own pile of sweat, tears, blood, and bodily fluids. "When will this end?" I think to myself. That's when a few days later as I'm upstairs in my so called room, a policeman knocks on our door. The last thing I remember from that was my dad screaming at me that I was a mistake and other things along that line, and the last thing I saw was him getting dragged away on handcuffs.
~End Of Flashback~
By the end of my story, I'm sobbing. Tord hugs me and I burry my face into his shoulder. After a few minutes of staying like that he says, "Y/N, please let me see your arms..." I take a deep breath, hold my arms out to him, and turn my head away ashamed of myself. I can feel him working my sleeves up to my shoulders and the tears come back.
Tord's POV
As I roll up her sleeves, I can already see millions of cuts littering her fore arm. I keep on rolling her sleeves up to her shoulders and count the fresh cuts. "1...2...3... 70 CUTS?!" I think to myself. Y/N is looking away crying... this is my chance. I pick her up, and she just lays there, looking like she has given up on life. I carry her to the nearest bathroom, thank god no one saw us, and look around for the nearest medical kit after setting her down on the counter. She doesn't move, which I'm happy she didn't, and just stares at the floor, and she's just breathing and blinking. I sigh and start to clean the wounds with antibiotics, she hisses in pain and I whisper to her a "Sorry." And then continue until both of her arms are covered with bandages. I then pick her up then set her back down onto the ground, she looks up at me, says that I am the first person to ever care for her, and then she hugs me. She hugs me! My heart melts at this sight and soon, we are back at the front of the orphanage and we sign the paperwork. When we get out side the sun is gone, and is replaced with rain, we get into the car and drive towards home.
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Welso! You were adopted, Tord helped you! And you hugged him! Awwwww me heart! Anywaaaayss!!! This is Author~Chan signing out! BU~BYE! <3