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(Name) was released from the hospital a few days later and decided it was time to show them where she had been living. As they drove down there and saw her lack of fear they were shocked, sure they weren’t scared they were tougher and more violent than anyone they saw, but the face that she was so small, so frail and she showed no fear…shocked them. But she’d grown up in this life so she didn’t fear it. She’d told them everything about what her life was like in her apartment complex, the hell it was. And they’d been upset about it, even more upset than she’d expected. They were taking her there to get her things and break her lease. She tried to protest moving in with them but all three had insisted she’d recover better there. She bit her lip and looked down at her hands in her lap as they pulled up to the office, the bright white bandages around her wrists a reminder of what she had done.
She looked up at them and sighed, “Look, if this takes longer than five minutes come in after me, because I don’t want to lose my cool…” she said and got out of the care.
“If you think we’re letting you go in there alone, you’ve lost your damn mind.” Alfred said and got out of the car.
“No kidding.” Matthew said and got out as well, “If they won’t listen to her, they’ll listen to us.”
“I’ll stay with the car.” Oliver said, “I’d hate to cause a scene.”
Oliver had a worse temper than the other two at times and in this case he wanted
to strangle those two after she told them what her life there had been like. Because of her numbness she didn’t notice how dire her situation was. The three nodded and walked into the office. The owner and his sun both looked up shocked to see her come in flanked by two tough looking guys. They looked at her as she walked over, they noticed her bandaged wrists and different demeanor.
“I’m here to break my lease, I don’t care about getting my security deposit back or anything, you can rent that hell hole out to whoever will have it.” She said.
“What if I say no just because you’re being a bitch.” The landlord said.
“Then we’ll talk to you.” Alfred growled tapping his nail-filled bat on the ground like a batter would.
“If we feel like talking.” Matthew said making sure they could see his barb wire covered hockey stick.
“So, I’m getting my things and telling you that I won’t be back.” (Name) told them.
“Whatever.” Both said and the trio walked out.
Having those two made that go so much easier. She led all four guys to her apartment and unlocked the door. Their eyes widened as they looked over where she lived in shock and disgust, who would let a young girl stay in such a filthy place? She gathered up what little she had and smiled softly at them.
“Well, this is it…I don’t own much.” She said.
Alfred and Matthew shocked her again by hugging her. Something about this girl made them both more human. They hated to see her hurt, so when they saw this part of her life it broke their hearts, though neither would ever admit to a soul who was not in that apartment that they cared at all.
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(Name) settled onto her bed, it was really her bed now. She smiled softly at the thought of it. She looked over at the bathroom and shuddered, that was where she’d made the biggest mistake of her life. She got up and went over, there was still some blood in here…they probably couldn’t handle coming in here. She looked at the mirror and sighed. She went below the sink and pulled out some bottles and a sponge, she couldn’t use this bathroom if this was still up there. She set to work.
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“(Name)?” Alfred called out entering her room.
He couldn’t see her, his panic was on high after the last time. He saw her bathroom door ajar and hurried over. He found her on the floor scrubbing the blood away. He let out an audible sigh and she looked up.
“Oh, hi Alfred.” She said with a grin.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“I’m cleaning.” She said, “I couldn’t use this bathroom if there was blood all over it. I’m almost done now.”
He looked at her in shock, “That can’t be good for your wounds.” He said, “Stop and let me finish it up.”
“No, I got it.” She said, “You don’t have to.”
He grabbed her upper arm and pulled her up, “No, I’ll finish this for you, you wash your hands and go lay down.”
She was shocked, was he really insisting she do something good for her recovery? He did care about her, but she knew for a fact he would not act this way in front of people. It gave her a slightly childish feeling of pride, like she knew a secret no one else did. Same for Matthew, she smiled softly and giggled as she rinsed her hands.
“What’s so funny?” he asked.
“I know a side of you and your brother that no one does~?” she said in a sing song voice, “I feel like a little girl who knows a secret~.”
He laughed and playfully pushed her arm, “You better not tell a soul.” He said.
“Do you think I would?” she asked, “I don’t want to share this side of you with anyone~.”
She walked into her room and flopped onto her bed, her muscles were achy from the cleaning. She stretched and moaned a bit as she did. She put her hands over her stomach and sighed, maybe she’d take a nap before dinner. She felt something wet on her wrists and looked down.
“Shit.” She cursed just at Matthew entered her room.
“Well, I didn’t realize I upset you so much.” He joked.
“Not that.” She said and held her wrists out, “I opened the scars again…”
“Aww, hell.” He said and walked over, “Let me take care of that, I’d been coming to check on that anyway.”
She noticed he had some first aid stuff with is and let him take hold of her wrists and take the bandages off.
“They told you not to exert yourself too much.” He said, “What did you do to open these back up?”
He began to dab the wounds with rubbing alcohol covered cotton balls making her hiss.
“She decided to clean up her bathroom.” Alfred said walking out.
“(Name).” he said in a scolding voice.
“Sorry…I just…I didn’t want to have to see that blood in there when I went in…” she said.
“You could have asked one of us to do it.” Matthew said and began to re-wrap her wounds.
“I didn’t want to bother you.” She said softly.
“(Name).” both boys said as though she were as silly girl and kissed her cheeks.
She flushed but smiled sweetly. She felt so lucky to have these guys in her life.
(Name) was released from the hospital a few days later and decided it was time to show them where she had been living. As they drove down there and saw her lack of fear they were shocked, sure they weren’t scared they were tougher and more violent than anyone they saw, but the face that she was so small, so frail and she showed no fear…shocked them. But she’d grown up in this life so she didn’t fear it. She’d told them everything about what her life was like in her apartment complex, the hell it was. And they’d been upset about it, even more upset than she’d expected. They were taking her there to get her things and break her lease. She tried to protest moving in with them but all three had insisted she’d recover better there. She bit her lip and looked down at her hands in her lap as they pulled up to the office, the bright white bandages around her wrists a reminder of what she had done.
She looked up at them and sighed, “Look, if this takes longer than five minutes come in after me, because I don’t want to lose my cool…” she said and got out of the care.
“If you think we’re letting you go in there alone, you’ve lost your damn mind.” Alfred said and got out of the car.
“No kidding.” Matthew said and got out as well, “If they won’t listen to her, they’ll listen to us.”
“I’ll stay with the car.” Oliver said, “I’d hate to cause a scene.”
Oliver had a worse temper than the other two at times and in this case he wanted
to strangle those two after she told them what her life there had been like. Because of her numbness she didn’t notice how dire her situation was. The three nodded and walked into the office. The owner and his sun both looked up shocked to see her come in flanked by two tough looking guys. They looked at her as she walked over, they noticed her bandaged wrists and different demeanor.
“I’m here to break my lease, I don’t care about getting my security deposit back or anything, you can rent that hell hole out to whoever will have it.” She said.
“What if I say no just because you’re being a bitch.” The landlord said.
“Then we’ll talk to you.” Alfred growled tapping his nail-filled bat on the ground like a batter would.
“If we feel like talking.” Matthew said making sure they could see his barb wire covered hockey stick.
“So, I’m getting my things and telling you that I won’t be back.” (Name) told them.
“Whatever.” Both said and the trio walked out.
Having those two made that go so much easier. She led all four guys to her apartment and unlocked the door. Their eyes widened as they looked over where she lived in shock and disgust, who would let a young girl stay in such a filthy place? She gathered up what little she had and smiled softly at them.
“Well, this is it…I don’t own much.” She said.
Alfred and Matthew shocked her again by hugging her. Something about this girl made them both more human. They hated to see her hurt, so when they saw this part of her life it broke their hearts, though neither would ever admit to a soul who was not in that apartment that they cared at all.
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(Name) settled onto her bed, it was really her bed now. She smiled softly at the thought of it. She looked over at the bathroom and shuddered, that was where she’d made the biggest mistake of her life. She got up and went over, there was still some blood in here…they probably couldn’t handle coming in here. She looked at the mirror and sighed. She went below the sink and pulled out some bottles and a sponge, she couldn’t use this bathroom if this was still up there. She set to work.
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“(Name)?” Alfred called out entering her room.
He couldn’t see her, his panic was on high after the last time. He saw her bathroom door ajar and hurried over. He found her on the floor scrubbing the blood away. He let out an audible sigh and she looked up.
“Oh, hi Alfred.” She said with a grin.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“I’m cleaning.” She said, “I couldn’t use this bathroom if there was blood all over it. I’m almost done now.”
He looked at her in shock, “That can’t be good for your wounds.” He said, “Stop and let me finish it up.”
“No, I got it.” She said, “You don’t have to.”
He grabbed her upper arm and pulled her up, “No, I’ll finish this for you, you wash your hands and go lay down.”
She was shocked, was he really insisting she do something good for her recovery? He did care about her, but she knew for a fact he would not act this way in front of people. It gave her a slightly childish feeling of pride, like she knew a secret no one else did. Same for Matthew, she smiled softly and giggled as she rinsed her hands.
“What’s so funny?” he asked.
“I know a side of you and your brother that no one does~?” she said in a sing song voice, “I feel like a little girl who knows a secret~.”
He laughed and playfully pushed her arm, “You better not tell a soul.” He said.
“Do you think I would?” she asked, “I don’t want to share this side of you with anyone~.”
She walked into her room and flopped onto her bed, her muscles were achy from the cleaning. She stretched and moaned a bit as she did. She put her hands over her stomach and sighed, maybe she’d take a nap before dinner. She felt something wet on her wrists and looked down.
“Shit.” She cursed just at Matthew entered her room.
“Well, I didn’t realize I upset you so much.” He joked.
“Not that.” She said and held her wrists out, “I opened the scars again…”
“Aww, hell.” He said and walked over, “Let me take care of that, I’d been coming to check on that anyway.”
She noticed he had some first aid stuff with is and let him take hold of her wrists and take the bandages off.
“They told you not to exert yourself too much.” He said, “What did you do to open these back up?”
He began to dab the wounds with rubbing alcohol covered cotton balls making her hiss.
“She decided to clean up her bathroom.” Alfred said walking out.
“(Name).” he said in a scolding voice.
“Sorry…I just…I didn’t want to have to see that blood in there when I went in…” she said.
“You could have asked one of us to do it.” Matthew said and began to re-wrap her wounds.
“I didn’t want to bother you.” She said softly.
“(Name).” both boys said as though she were as silly girl and kissed her cheeks.
She flushed but smiled sweetly. She felt so lucky to have these guys in her life.
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D'aawwwwww they sound two over worried big brothers!!~