Abused and Blessed

Past Horrors Part 2

***Trigger warning - assault and rape****

Ares POV:

When Thalia shoved her face into my neck, I knew that my wolf and I were not going to like what was coming. As I pulled her close to me, I noticed that her eyes were starting to show signs of glazing over. I looked closer and started to tell that she was close to what looked like a PTSD episode. I quickly linked Leo, "Have your doctors received her medical files from her time as a human? Did they mention anything about psychiatrists and if there was any specific diagnosis of PTSD?" Leo looked at me sharply and then looked at his sister's face. When he saw the same thing that I did, he added his father to the link and asked him the same question I had just asked him. John looked scared as he answered us, "We did indeed receive those files. That was one of the first things our doctors did when I brought her here. She was indeed diagnosed with PTSD and Reattachment Disorder. She also has a mild case of dissociative disorder that is manageable with the help of her dog, Freya. Leo, go to her room and bring Freya here. Something tells me that we are going to need her here."

Leo quickly gets up and heads out of the room to do what his father had asked him to do. Thalia looked up sharply with a worried and broken look on her face. I calmly shushed her and cradled her closer to me while whispering to her that Leo was going to get Freya for her. She numbly nodded at me and pointed to the couch that was more than big enough for me, her and the dog to lie on. I nodded and carried her over to the couch. She had me lay against the back of the couch and spoon her from the back. Leo was back by this point, and he was proceeded by a beautiful Pit Bull/Husky pup who looked straight at her mother and knew exactly what to do. She sauntered straight up to Thalia and started to sniff her as if she was trying to see how bad the damage was. I held a hand out to the pup so she could sniff me and know that I meant her and her mother no harm. She started licking my hand and her mom's face as if to say she knows how important we are to each other. She looked over at John as if to ask for permission to get up on the couch and my beautiful mate started to chuckle.

"Daddy, she won't jump up here until you give her permission. She knows that this is your space, and she will never invade someone else's space unless they say that it is ok." We all started to chuckle as John looked at his grandpup with a look of pure pride. He got up from his chair behind the desk and walked up to Freya. Kneeling down, he looked into her eyes as he gave her his permission to come and go as often as she wanted to. He even told her that the couch was now her space and that she was always welcome on it. The pup yipped a small bark out and covered his face with kisses. She then turned and joined us on the couch and curled up in her mom's arms which wrapped around the pup with a strong grip. We waited all of 2 minutes before Thalia continued.

Thalia POV:

When Leo suddenly got up and left the room, I felt so hurt because I thought that he wasn't going to be there for me and I really needed my big brother here for me. I had come to depend on my new brother, knowing that if anyone ever tried to hurt me again, he would be there ready to protect me. When Ares told me that Leo only left to go and get Freya for me, I was filled with so much love for my new family. I knew that this part of the story could possibly be the reason that Ares would want to reject me and I would really need my pup to help me piece myself back together. I motioned to Ares to take us over to the couch so that way I could lie with him and Freya comfortably when she came in.

When freya came in and asked for dad's permission to get on the couch, I had to giggle at dad's reaction. After telling him why she was doing what she was doing, I smiled and wrapped my arms around Freya tightly. She turned to me and gave me kisses that gave me the strength to start talking again.

"This new home was a home only for girls. The only boys who lived there were all the dad's sons from a previous marriage. The mom was amazing and was always there for whenever any of us needed to talk. The dad was a little odd, but as long as we avoided him or the boys, none of us had any problems. This was the last house that I lived in before I met my.....husband." I paused for a bit when I heard Ares take a sharp breath. I took the hand that was holding me and started to stroke it to keep him calm. Now was the time to get to the worst part and I needed him more than ever.

"About a year into living there, my parents decided that they no longer wanted to pay for me to live there and were thinking of taking me away again. Ms.Kathy, the mom of the house, told them that they no longer had to pay for me to live there and that from now on I was their child. After that, I no longer had contact with my family, and I was better for it. Or so I thought. A couple of months after Kathy had claimed me as her own, I went to bed early because I had an early class the next day. I overheat easily at nighttime, so I always sleep in a long night shirt with a fan on high. I remember starting to wake up feeling colder than I normally feel. I went to reach to pull back down my nightshirt thinking that it had ridden up while I was sleeping, only to find that I couldn't move my arms down from above my head. I started to feel hands moving all over my body in ways that I had never let anyone touch me. I started struggling, trying to get away from whoever was doing that, and I was slapped across my face and my chest. I opened my eyes and looked straight into the eyes of my foster dad and 2 of his sons. They had broken into my room and decided that instead of watching me from a distance that they were going to take me in my sleep. The dad, his name was Peter, was in between my legs, and he was making his way down to my center with his mouth and his sons, Jerry and Billy, were each taking one of my breasts into their mouths." At this point, I wasn't just telling the story, I was starting to relive it again. I could see all that had happened to me and I could hear my muffled screams. Freya sensed that this was happening and got up and laid on top of me and started licking my face in long, slow strokes. Ares was sniffling and pulling me closer to him. As soon as I felt the sparks that were spreading through my body, I remembered that I was safe and that they could never hurt me ever again.