Date: 2014-07-31 05:53 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] daniel_marlow
daniel_marlow: (Cry)
The moment he heard his mother's voice, Danny stopped shrieking. He turned to her, his eyes wide and horrified, his breathing hard and fast. "Mum," he managed to say, his voice breaking over the word. "Mummy."

The world didn't make sense anymore. He had been told, before the unconsciousness, that Greg was an incubus. He was a creature who had impulses and desires he couldn't control. Did that make all of this somehow less his fault? Did any of that matter anyway?

Danny had sustained a broken rib, raw and broken skin around his ankle where he had been chained, a large cut and severe bruising to his face and belly, and he had suffered hunger after he had refused to eat anything else his uncle gave him. None of that seemed to matter. None of that hurt like the violation he had experienced.

His mother was here though. His rock. Greg was locked up and for once in Danny's life, he actually didn't have to fear his uncle simply showing up and taking him away. So Danny held his arms out for his mother, because all he wanted was to be held by her. To feel safe for one second. He burst into tears, squeezing his eyes tightly while he waited for her to hug him back.
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