Tw- panic attack, flashbacks to an abusive family, mentions and talks of abuse, and more maybe.
This was about the 5th pack meeting babe had when to and because Asher was beta they where always on time, but not today Baabe had slept through all of their alarms. Now they are frantically getting ready hoping not to be late.
" Babe it's just a pack meeting Davids not going to care I mean we have been on time for all the other ones being late to one ain't going be a problem."
Babe didn't didn't hear Asher for they where to busy checking their watch. It was 8:50 the meeting started at 9:00
' we are not going to make it. '
' we are not going to make it. ' Their breathing kept getting faster as they desperately search for their jacket.
' we are not going to make it. ' They started to shake as the the flash backs of their father flooded their head.
"you come home when your told"
Babe was lying on the floor nose covered in blood.
" I-I-I'm sorry Dad my car ran out of ga-"
" Enough with your excuses. I don't care if you where stranded at sea you will come back when your told."
Babe scream was cut short with them coughing up blood.
" And now your talking back. Maybe i should hit you more maybe that will teach you "
" DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO "
Babe's eyes filled with tiers.
" OH so now your crying. will if you what to cry so bad let me give you a reason to cry about "
" No -No -No- Please -No -Please"
The memory made Babe's breathing only worse. They checked the time 8:55 SHIT
They where not going to make it. Babe couldn't hear Asher over the sound of their own memory's and thoughts. Babe stumbled backward hitting the wall behind them. They where LATE.
" Babe hey are you okay "
Babe was have a panic attack Asher could tell but he didn't know why though.
Their voice was small fear coursing through their vain's
" I don't get it why is being late is a problem "
" Babe why is it not ok to cry"
Babe breathing got faster as they tried to stop their tiers from falling.
" because - Because the more you cry the more you got hit. That's why i have a hard time cryin - Ash "
Babe sling their arms around Asher gripping his so tight they might brake their bones but he does not care.
" Babe i didn't know i mean i new your home life was bad but not that bad.
" how do you think i got the scars on my back"
" you told me they where accidents "
" i lied " Babe breathing slowed down as it followed the sound of Asher's.
" You don't have to tell me if you don't want too. But... how did you get your scars"
" I got got the the big burn mark on the back my shoulder from after I tried to stop my dad from beating my sister. He dragged me over to my Mom who was ironing closes and she pressed it in my shoulder. "
Ashers eyes widened in shock
" I got the little scars on my back from when I tried to escape the first time. My dad grabbed me by the neck and threw me into one of of my moms glass cases that was full of china and glass and it fell on top of me.
Asher was filled with rage but he had to keep a cool head at least until his mate was okay.
" you could have been killed "
" i know. can we stay home please. "
" of, course. lets go to the couch"
Asher gently grabbed Babes hand pulled them to the couch. Asher sitting down and Babe putting their head in his lap letting him brush their hair with his fingers. They sat their in silents.
Babe drifted of to sleep at peace in their lovers arms safe from that hellhole they called a family. Asher looked down at Babe and wondered how anyone could hurt such a pretty person like them. He reached for his phone David that they will not becoming today.
And to call in a few favors
( not my best work but its 11:56 so ya i tried )
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