C148 Scares and tears

“Mom, he was here,” I cry, still lying down with my back to the door. “I screwed up again, Mom. I didn't want to hurt him but as always, I screwed it up.” I sniffle. “When will I stop hurting people?”

I feel a weight as my bed sinks and strong arms hug me from behind.

“You didn't mess anything up.” The deep voice makes me shiver and scares me at the same time.

“Hunter?” I speak