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Zalia jumped when there was suddenly banging on the door. When she heard his voice, it hurt. "I'm okay. I just...I accidentally scratched myself." More like clawed herself. It was too much blood for just a scratch. Her back hurt but there was nothing she could do for that. She was used to it though. "Go back to sleep....it's nothing." She fumbled for the bandages and bandaged up her arm, though it wasn't done so well. She opened the door and stepped out. A drop or two of blood trickled down her back, but she couldn't do anything to stop it.

Bae was breathing heavily from the excitement. He of course thought something terrible happened. But she was so nonchalant about it, not freaked out as she had been before.. He didn't know how to react from here...

"What happened? You smell.... You smell mauled!"

Zalia winced a little. "I...I had an accident. That's all." She shivered a little. She was trying to be strong. She was used to it. But he brought out the weakness in her. He brought out the side that just wanted to be held because she was really broken inside.

"It's okay...go back to sleep." She had her arm behind her back, trying to hide the bandages.

He was dumbfounded. She was obviously hurt in some way, she couldn't get that past him in any way. Instead, he quickly inspected the bathroom and then the rest of the apartment.

Defeated, he quietly went back to bed. This time sleep was far away.

Zalia felt terrible for lying to him. She felt horrible. She sat down on the bed but only tried to lay down after a while. She laid down on her stomach, keeping her back from touching the bed. That would hurt.

"...Bade? Are you awake?" She felt too awful for lying to him. She had to tell him the truth.

"Hnnn. " He had been dozing, but not yet anywhere near the deeper part of sleep. He didn't move in response to her, just let her know he was awake with his grumble.

Zalia tensed up, nervous. "I had a nightmare and I clawed myself. I drew blood on my back and my arm, but I cleaned up my arm." She swallowed nervously. "It was a really bad dream. I'm sorry..." Why was she apologizing? Because he probably didn't like hearing that she'd hurt herself.

He sat up, placing his chin on the bed. "Why are you appologizing? It's not like you bleeding badly and then telling me its nothing freaks me out or something." his expression was sour with sarcasm. "Did you dress them well enough or do I have to look?"

Zalia flinched a little at his sarcasm. "I'm sorry..." She bit her lip. "I...I did my arm okay I guess. But I couldn't reach my back. It's okay, I'm used to it." She bit her lip harder now. Oops. "I'm okay...I promise. I'll be okay."

She sighed. "I didn't mean to. I just...it happened."

He got up silently. "Let me see."

Zalia sat up and reluctantly showed him her arm. After letting him inspect that, she'd even more reluctantly turn around. With her back to him, she pulled the back of her shirt up a bit, one arm making sure the front of her shirt was still held down. What Bade saw would not be pleasing.

There were scars, a lot of scars. Claw marks, slashing along her back in irregular ways, apparently just however he felt like attacking her at the moment. A couple of the scars were slowly bleeding, reopened from her own scratching.

He frowned deeply as his fingers ghosted over the host of scar tissue. He silently left her to go into his bathroom where he grabbed a box of band aids. He peeled them open and placed a plethora of them over her cuts.

"I'm not very good at this... "

Zalia's body tensed when he touched her body. She smiled slightly, sadly, when he spoke. "It's okay. It's better than nothing." After a moment or two, a couple tears slid down her cheeks. She felt ashamed, letting him see her like this. She was glad her back was to him.

"Do you not heal well? I would have thought, with your blood.... We heal pretty efficiently; only really terrible wounds leave marks..." He felt he wasn't being helpful and trailed off. "Uhm, does it hurt?"

Zalia shook her head slightly. "I heal a little better than normal...but especially if it's another vampire, it's hard to heal from those." She shook her head again. "Not anymore. I get used to the pain quickly.."

She felt like he deserved an explanation. "My dad hated me. Hates, still. He made me his personal punching bag any time he had the chance."

"He's a bastard and will now and forever be the only vampire I hate without having met him first." He said this was such finality there was no questioning. "Are you going to be able to sleep?"

Zalia flinched. "...I don't know. Maybe. I'm not worried about the pain as much as the nightmares. My dad is who I saw earlier, and now I'm having nightmares. I don't think I'll get some sleep tonight. It's okay. I'll just go watch TV or something."

He nodded. "I will go with you." He gathered his blanket and pillow and went out to his couch where he proceeded to create a makeshift bed for himself out of the armchair. He came back and brought the same stuff for her and set it up on the couch.

"WOuld you like a drink or something?"

Zalia blinked. "Wh-what? You don't have to." When he set everything up she went out. She looked at her new couchbed and then sat down on it. "Uh...water please. Thank you.." She smiled a little. "You're always so nice to me. Thank you."

"Stop apologizing. It's not like I'm just doing this for the fun of it. I get something out of it too, you know?" He got her the water and placed it on the coffee table in front of the couch. "I mean, I get to see you smile.. and you spend time with me..." He flopped into his chair and wrapped himself within the comforter.