Heavy breaths echoed throughout my hollow body. I was unable to believe what they were talking about. My body felt slightly numb for the span of time and I was feeling weaker than usual.
"I have done his full body analysis. I have found many different signs of abuse. His body is littered with bruises, burns, scalds and even a huge scar is planted on his back." I heard a Nurse explaining to Jaxon calmly.
I gasped quietly and quickly lowered my head, trying to hold myself in shock. My body had felt colder over the past few minutes and the shivers that had rooted in me ran to my pale skin once more.
Shame flushed over me. They were talking about abuse, about my scar that had been seen by nobody except Kyle and Riley but today it has been seen by a person-who's known as my father.
"I'm sorry about him, Mr. Wolfhard." The tears pooled in my green eyes.
Weak. That's what I've been told all my life.
I'm so weak.
A door creaked open and Jaxon entered the room. I felt his stare fixed at me for a moment while I was so holding myself in order to cover my hands around myself gingerly. With a deep breath, he walked towards me and seated himself on the edge of my hospital bed.
A dry sob abruptly escaped my lips but I quickly clamped my hand over my mouth not to break down at any moment.
His face was clearly contorted with distaste and pain. I could see his fist clenching in anger but looking over me, he stopped himself to show his anger in front of me, letting out a sigh at last.
Before I knew what's happening, Jaxon gathered me in his arms, my arms wrapping around his torso immediately. I could still feel the waves of emotions rolling off him with sadness and pain as he held onto me.
"I'll make sure that they'll get worse than they did to you in their life."
CONNOR
"I'm sorry." Elliot whispered out, running a hand through his hair nervously.
"You don't have to be sorry for anything. It's not your fault." I said weakly.
Everything is your fault.
My body shuddered at the voice. The scar on my back was aching but I tried to keep myself erect as possible. Elliot already looked so lost after Jaxon told him a little about my recent check-up, even though it was only the half of the thing he had told him.
He doesn't know about my wide scar.
His green eyes turned dark and his face was swirling with anger. When he noticed me staring at him with fear held in my eyes, he quickly turned away from me, trying to hide his clenched fists and white knuckles.
I winced in pain as I felt something hit my feet. I gingerly placed my feet on the bed from the ground. Elliot's eyes raged at the sight, a slight gasp escaped his lips.
"Y-You don't have a nail?" He asked, a shock expression was evident on his face.
I bit back my unshed tears that were supposed to be falling down my face at his question. I remember, one of the worst beatings in my life that I had undergone which was the two months earlier and it had broken my nail of the toe.
"Connor." A brisk voice reached my ears.
I could see his expression filled with a mixture of emotions. His lip quivered slightly and he sat there with tears in his eyes.
"Elli--"
Before I could go any further, he leaned forward and embraced me in a tight hug.
"I'm so sorry." He began to whisper repeatedly, holding my tiny self to his chest.
"I-It's not--"
"No, I'm sorry. I wasn't there to protect you when you were constantly getting abused. I wasn't there to save you from those monsters. I didn't do anything to you as an elder brother." He said, his voice cracking between his words and the tears began to cover his eyes. "I'm so sorry, lil bro."
He broke down, his green eyes began to let out streams of water. By seeing his expression, I couldn't help the sobs racking my body and I found myself crying in his arms as he was also rubbing my back gently telling me over and over again, how sorry he feels and how it'll all be okay very soon.
He was hugging me as he was afraid of losing me again.
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Teen FictionThirteen-years-old, Connor Wolfhard, a considerate and magnanimous teen, trying to cope with the enslaved power of a merciless creature. With the abidance of detest, deep-rooted for his contentious mother, and intricate in an explosive concocted sto...
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