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"Look at me." She whispered.

Elian looked at her, holding her hand to his lips.

"Thank you." She whispered.

"For what?" He asked.

"For finding me." She said.

"I wish I found you earlier," he whispered.

"I wouldn't want you walking in on that." She said.

He sighed and gently touched her face. "I'm going to take care of you, Natalie," he said.

She took his hand, holding it gently. "And I'll take care of you." She said.

He pecked her lip. "Get some rest? Please?"

She kisses him back. "Will you stay?"

"I will," he promised.

She nodded and rolled into her side.

He watched her and got off the bed to sit next to her on a seat.

She fell asleep almost instantly thanks to the drugs.

He sat back and watched her for a sec.

((I guess we should skip.))

((To where?))

((I was thinking a bout a week or two later, right after they have sex.))

((Okay would you like to start?))

Elian pressed his lips to hers gently, stroking a hand over her hair. "Lets go get some sleep, yeh?" He asked.

((Okay, considering she was raped, I don't think them having sex would be likely, so..))

()well of its been two weeks she'd be okay. I'd assume she'd still want to do it))

She whined, wrapping an arm around his waist. "I'm not tired." She kissed his neck.

"I am," he said. "I had a lot of errands to run," he explained softly snuggling.

((Idk lol. It's your character so sure.))

She sighed softly, loosening her grip on him. "Is it be use of what happened?" She whispered. "I'm okay now Elian."

He sighed, "I cant help but worry about you, Nat... A lot happened." He said tiredly.

"I know." She said softly. "I just..." She trailed off. "Never mind." She turned onto her side.

He wrapped his arms around her with a sigh. "Talk to me," he said softly.

"I just miss you." She finished her previous sentence.

His brows rose a little but he kissed her neck softly. "Im sorry.... I'll try to lay off a bit."

"Elian, that's exactly what I don't want you to do:" she looked at him. "I don't want you to censor yourself."

Elian watched her, now a little confused. "I don't want to say or do anything that might... Bring back memories," he sighed.

"It won't." She assured. "I won't let that happen."

"Can we get some sleep now?" He asked softly.

She nodded with a small frown. She cuddled up to his side and pulled the covers over them.

Elian closed his eyes to go to sleep.

She stayed awake for a while, staring at nothing. Finally though she fell asleep.

Elian did fall asleep but then he woke up a few hours later. He got up and looked around. He then walked out of the apartment quietlyz

She only stirred when he left her bed and the apartment. She curled onto her side.

Elian came back at the crack of dawn, tears streaking down his face with blood covering him. He stepped into the room and looked around. "Nat," he said softly.

"Mmm." She hummed. She kept her eyes closed.

"Nat, I need your help... I-I don't know what happened," Elians voice broke. "I can't remember." He said.

Natalia sat up while rubbing her eyes. It was still dark so she couldn't see the blood on him. "What's wrong?" She frowned.

"I... Its getting bad again," he said. "And I can't remember," he told her. "I don't know what I did," he told her, standing at the foot of the bed. "I can't remember."

"Baby wait. Don't move." She reached over and turned the lamp on. She looked at him and gasped, covering her mouth.

Elian didn't move. "You have to help me," he said. "I can't remember and we can't tell anyone," he told her. "If my aunt and uncle find out, they wont let me see Milly." He begged. "Please, I can't not see Milly," he said.

"Shhh." She crawled to the edge of the bed, rising up on her knees. "Are you hurt? Is this your blood?" She started to take his shirt off.

"I don't think so," he said. "I don't feel any pain," Elian said reaching up to wipe his face only to smear blood onto it.

"Don't touch yourself." She pulled his hand down. "Arms up." She pulled up his shirt.

He lifted her arms for her to take his shirt off, feeling like a child who was playing in the mud.

Once his shirt was off she examined his chest then his back. "Come with me to the bathroom." She took his hand and pulled him into the bathroom.

He nodded and followed her to the bathroom. "I can't remember," he said, trying really hard to remember.