Children of the Gods

"I'm fine like this Feferi, but go and see him."

"She couldn't do anything without your permission anyway. And I'm not sure he wants to see me. I want to clean up and rest and cry for a bit. Tend to the wounds they left..." Feferi touched her thigh with a shudder.

Blaze licked most of her wounds and they healed.

"As much as that helps I still need to go into the shower and clean up. And treat the wounds you can't reach."

"Alright."

"Can you sit in the bathroom with me? I'll be covered by the curtain and I'm sure you've probably seen it all anyway because of Piattro..." Feferi joked weakly

"Yeah, I will."

Feferi picked out some clothes and walked into the en suite, waiting for him to follow.

He followed her.

Feferi quickly and quietly stripped, ignoring the mirror so she didn't have to look at herself. Her thighs and hips were covered in bruises, as were her ankles and wrists. She had a series of red, healing scars on her back and stomach.

Blaze lay on the ground and watched.

"Is it bad?" Feferi asked quietly as she turned the shower on.

"Not really"

"Are you saying that to make me feel better?" Feferi winced as she climbed over the edge of the bathtub, dragging the curtain across.

Hr shook his head. "Nope."

Feferi ducked her head under the spray and turned the heat all the way up to the point she was probably burning herself.

"Be careful."

"I don't care. Rather be burnt than have the constant crawling feeling over my skin."

"Alright, after this will you come and see Piattro?"

"Dunno if he wants to see me."

"He does, he's just blowing off some steam."

"Wouldn't he rather do that alone?" Feferi reached from behind the curtain for the cupboard under the sink, trying to get the scissors.

"Why do you need scissors? And to stop him fighting his anger out past the point of pain, no he needs you."

"I'm going to cut my hair off while its wet. Stop me being grabbed by it next time."

"Leave it, me and Piattro like it."