Tru's POV.

After a shit ton of paper work, I was finally let out. I went to my house with Dante, Alex, and Jay came with us in one car.

They put me on pain killers and crutches, and I have 4 stitches that hurt like a bitch.

We arrived in front of my house. I opened the door, and turn to get out. I pulled my self out and grabbed the crutches. Dante killed the engine and ran towards me.

"Slow down there, princess." Dante grabbed at me.

"I swear Dante, I will hit you with my crutch. I got this so back the fuck up." I say and start walking forward.

He sighs and follows me, along with the others. Dante walks in front of me and opens the door. I walk in and flop on the couch. Everyone sits down and I turn the tv on. My uncle comes out and sees my crutches.

"What the hell happened?!" My uncle burst and came next to me.

I stare at the tv. "Hush drama queen, I'm watching tv."

He turns to Dante, "You little bastard! You're why this happened, whatever that was!"

Dante stood up, "You don't know what happened!"

"Get out and stay the hell away from her."

"Thats not fucking happening!" a small voice in the back of my head said damn straight. I shook it off and threw a remote at them.

"Would you guys shut the hell up! Mike you do not get to tell me how to live my life and who i can and cannot see! Dante don't talk to my uncle like that! Can we all shut the hell up?!" They look at me like I'm crazy. Sighing, I shake my head and sit up.

"You know what, fuck both of you." With that, I grab my crutches and go to my bedroom.

I shut my door and go to my bed. I flop down and put my crutches down. Then Britt starts crying. I should probably be annoyed... but I'm not. I sit up and hop over to her pack and play. Picking her up, I slowly and carefully make my way back to my bed.

She lays on my chest and wiggles around a little before she sighs and falls asleep. I do the same and start falling asleep.

Like... two hours later *Shrugs* Idk

I wake up and an arm is around my waist and a thumb is rubbing circles into my skin. I look up wearily and see Dante. His eyes closed but I know he's not asleep.

"I'm sorry I was such a bitch to you," His eyes open.

"Don't be. It's fine."

"No, it's really not. At all. You shouldn't be treated like that so just hush and except my freaking apology." He laughs at me.

"Okay, okay. apology accepted." I smile and rub Britts back.

He kisses the side of my head before his phone begins to vibrate. He gets up and answers it quietly. After a few minutes, he comes over to me.

"I have some work to do, but I'll leave a few guys here so this doesn't happen again. I'll be back in a bit."

I hold back to not roll my eyes. "Okay." He kisses mine and then Britt's forehead before leaving. I put Britt in her pack and play and laid down. I fell asleep on my back and pulled the blanket over from the side and pulled it over me.

A couple hours later and I wake up to Dante walking in my room. I turn my head and see the soft glow of the streetlights that shine through my window and into my bedroom. I try and sit up and yawn.

My thigh throbs and Dante sits next to me. I lean against him tiredly while he rubs my back. "I'm gonna go get your painkillers and then I'll start you a bath." My face heats up furiously. He kisses my forehead and walks away.

When he comes back, he has me my pain killers and a glass of water. I take them and he walks off to my bath and rolls up the sleeves of his button up shirt. I clench my thighs a little and look away.

He comes up to me and lifts me up a little. His arm around my waist and helps me walk to the tub. He sets me down on the side of the tub and walks out. "I'll be back in a minute." He smirks and walks off, shutting the door.

My face heats up again and I undress. I scoot back into the warm water and let my injured leg hang over. I put my knee up to my chest and try to cover myself best I could. The scars that poke out a little from my back and arms, I tried to cover them as well.

He comes in with 3 candles from downstairs and a lighter. He lights them and puts the on the edge of the tub. Out of the corner of his eye, I would see him sneak a glance at me every now and again.

He set the lighter on the counter and turns off the light. "Do you need anything?" I shake my head no, while looking at him. His hair look slick but a few pieces fell infront of his eyes, a tight dark grey button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up, and a pair of black jeans with a belt.

His muscles were showing through his shirt. My eyes landed on his beautiful grey eyes. His grey eyes roam the curves of my body, that I've never been comfortable with. His eyes land on my wrapped thigh and eyes turn from stormy grey to remorse. My face is heated again and I stare down at my knee.

He walks out.

Sighing, I lean my head against the bathtub wall and relax. After a bit, I turn on the shower head and wash my hair.

I attempt to get up but fail. Releasing the drain, I try to get up and actually do so. I dry myself off and get dressed in the clothes I keep in here. A pair of small shorts and a long sleeved shirt, cuffed at the wrists and waist.

Hopping out, I find Dante on my bed. Sitting on the edge and covering his face. I hop over to him and almost fall, so i grab his shoulders. Whatever he was thinking about so deeply, I finally get him to stop.

He looks up, with watery eyes and i instantly frown. His arms dart around my waist and he buries his face into my stomach. I run my fingers through his hair and hold onto him. Soft whimpers come from him and my heart aches for him.

I don't say anything and just play with his hair and hold him. After a while, he sighs and looks up at me with red eyes. "Why are you comforting me? I'm why you got stabbed." He says almost irritably but very questioning as well. I just shrug and focus on combing my fingers through his soft black hair.

"It's not normal. You're supposed to hate me." He spits.

Still playing with his hair, "Well, to be honest, I think my smart mouth is why he stabbed me. Not you. And even though he might have been connected to you, you weren't the one who did stab me. Therefore, I don't blame you, so hush."

He continued to stare up at me and i just focused on his hella soft hair. He gently picked me up and placed me on the bed.

Climbing on top of me and shadowing me. I gulp nervously at the vulnerable position he just put us in.

He soft fingers caressed my cheek as he starred me down intensely.

"You will never understand what you do to me. You're so perfect. Whoever hurt you in the past to make your wall so big that I don't think you even know how tall it is... Was a stupid motherfucker. You've completely shut people out." His eyebrows knit together and his face comes down to nuzzle my neck.

"I want to get passed the walls you've built. I want you Tru." He whispers the last part and my heart beats out of my chest.

Its quiet for a while and just relax. My arms around his neck and fingers tangled in his hair.

A cloud of expectancy yet calmness settled in the room. His breathing was calm and his body was limp on top of mine. Soft snores came from him and i smiled.

"I want you too Dante, so much. But you just wouldn't understand." I fall into unconsciousness easily for once.