Broken But Loved

Silent Night

Logans P.O.V

I didn't expected to see what I saw when I arrived at Davina's place.

I saw how her stepfather dragged her out of the house and a moment after he punched her in the face and she fell to the ground.

I jumped out of the car and ran towarts them "Get away from her" I yelled and I could see the relieve in Davinas eyes when she spotted me.

I helped her to stand up and she burried her face in my chest and cried.

Her stepfather backed off lieke a coward and dissapeared into the house.

I picked her back up and took her hand.

"Come on. Let's go" I said quietly and helped her inside of the car.

I really had to control my temper, so I stayed quiet all the way to my apartment.

The reason I don't live with my parents anymore is a story for another day.

"Why do you have your own place?" she asked suddenly.

"That's not important right now, the most important thing is that you are safe here" I assured her and she nodded.

"Thank you" she said and blushed a little.

I pretended that I didn't saw it because now is not the time to tease her.

I lived in the second floor so there wasn't many stairs we had to go up.

I unlocked my door and walked inside but Davina hesitated.

"It's okay. You can come in" I said and she slowly stept inside looking around.

She looked down at her clothes and body that are covered in dirt.

"Where is the bathroom? I need a shower and I need to change my clothes" she explained and I handed her the bag.

"The bathroom is next to my bedroom, their connected" I showed her the bathroom and gave her a towel.

"I'll be in the Kitchen and making us Dinner" she said the thank you and dissapeared into the bathroom...

Davinas P.O.V

I closed the door behind me and took a deep breath. I looked at myself in the mirror and repeated the phrase

"Don't Give Up. Your stronger than him.

You can outsmart him" over and over again.

I started to undress myself when I saw them. The bruises on my rips and shoulders and my stomach.

I could cry again, what did he do to me?

I showered and tried to wash the shame and humiliation I felt away.

And the part that frustraded me even more was that my mom believed his sick lies.

I chose something casual to wear and put on a oversized T-Shirt and biker shorts. I shoved my bag under the sink for now and left the bathroom to enter the livingroom.

Logan had a open Kitchen so I could see him and he could see me.

I sat on the couch and looked around.

"You like what you see?" he asked placing a bowl with Mac and Cheese infront of me.

"It's impressive" I said while I took a bite.

"How are you feeling?" he asked with concern in his voice.

"To tell you that I'm fine would be a lie. I'm still processing" I said and ate quietly

I felt totally helpless right now I didn't know how to move on right.

But I knew I had to open my mothers eyes about Ian