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Post by ~Amber~ on Dec 28, 2011 13:10:00 GMT -5
she dropped something and it broke, she squeaked and quickly went to pick it up but cut her finger in the process. she just sat there on the ground shaking. she thought he was going to hurt her for breaking the plate
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Dec 28, 2011 19:51:34 GMT -5
He knelt next to her and asked, "Are you okay? Come and sit at the table so we can check you're finger and make sure it's okay to bandage. I'll take care of the plate in a little bit." He held out his hand to help her up
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Post by ~Amber~ on Dec 28, 2011 20:46:26 GMT -5
she flinched away from his hand, trembling in fear as she held her hand to her chest, blood seeping onto her clothes.
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Dec 28, 2011 20:58:43 GMT -5
"It's okay. I just want to bandage your hand. I won't hurt you. I promise." He said
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Post by ~Amber~ on Dec 28, 2011 21:00:16 GMT -5
she slowly and shakily put her hand in his, she almost seemed like a scared little puppy dog at the moment
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Dec 28, 2011 21:09:02 GMT -5
He helped her up and led her to the table so she could sit down and pulled out the first aid kit
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Post by ~Amber~ on Dec 28, 2011 21:10:19 GMT -5
she was still shaking as she walked his every move for any sign of hostility. he may be sweet and gentle but he was a man, and men hurt her
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Dec 28, 2011 21:19:45 GMT -5
He brought the first aid kit over and pulled out bandages and triple antibiotic ointment, it did the same thing as peroxide and alcohol but it didn't hurt and it soothed the pain. "Can I see your hand?" He asked
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Post by ~Amber~ on Dec 28, 2011 21:20:18 GMT -5
she shakily held her hand out to him
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Dec 28, 2011 21:32:03 GMT -5
He used a warm wet rag to clean away the blood and was as gentle as possible and the rubbed the ointment on and finally added the bandages
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Post by ~Amber~ on Dec 28, 2011 21:36:59 GMT -5
she watched the whole time, tears streaming down her pale cheeks
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Dec 28, 2011 21:41:17 GMT -5
"Now just sit and relax while I go clean up the pieces of the plate. Don't walk through the kitchen barefoot, I don't want your feet getting cut either." He said putting the first aid kit away and pulling out a broom and dust-pan
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Post by ~Amber~ on Dec 28, 2011 21:44:26 GMT -5
she wanted to protest and tell him she'd do it but she just couldn't
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Dec 28, 2011 21:47:30 GMT -5
He cleaned up the broken plate and threw the bits away and said, "There, now no one can get hurt."
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Post by ~Amber~ on Dec 28, 2011 21:54:10 GMT -5
she was silently crying as she sat on the table, she felt so useless there, she could do anything to please him how she wished to
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