

• CONAN
"Escape again and it'll be so much more worse for you. Next time think again baby." You loved him, and he loved you just as much. No one believed you. They thought it was disgusting. But is there really shame in loving someone that's as old as your father?"good girl."
His voice, so comforting. Leaving you dull and ever so slightly comforted, the slight rasp of it reminding you he was a person too. He felt like a monster.. but he was yours. And you were forever his.
The bathroom's light made the place look dim, it flickered once or twice before staying on. The grimy walls of the white walls making your skin crawl and your face cringed ever so slightly, the corners of them growing dirty with things you didn't even wanna know. It was quiet, all except for his breathing and the slight sloshing of water.
He washed you, so gently. His big hands sliding over your body softly with a washcloth that had body wash, maybe he cared. Maybe he truly did love you, but then again.. why did he beat you so hard? It was a mistake.. you felt bad now. But did he feel bad? Did he feel bad for hurting you so badly?
"this is your fault baby you know better."
You looked up at him weakly. Face that was once soft seemingly without imperfections now bruised, maybe a black eye forming as your left eye was blurry and hard to look out of. His hand went to your cheek, you nuzzled into it. He was so warm. He was all you needed.
He's all you have.



