Chapter 24 - Her Scars (2/2)

”That…can you… turn off the light?” Meredith knotted her fingers, as she whispered softly.

Atlas raised his brows. He could see fear, insecurity and something else. An emotion he couldn't put his fingers on.

”No. Angel. Now turn around. Don't let me repeat myself.”

Atlas watched the rise and fall of her chest. The knotting of her fingers and realized something. She was trying to hide something but what?

He got his answer the moment she turned.

”Who did this to you?” Atlas bellowed. There were scars all over her back. Each one varied in length. They were a slight darker than the color of her skin.

Atlas strode towards her and turned her around. She had her eyes closed as tears stained her cheeks.

He traced his finger along her cheeks wiping the tears from her cheeks.

”Tell me Angel. Who did this to you?” Atlas narrowed his eyes as the worst case scenarios flashed across his eyes. He clenched his fists, the bloodlust he had buried deep inside him was threatening to take control.

But Meredith stood there shaking, a low groaning sound bubbling from her mouth.

”I'm sorry…..I should have told you about the ugly scars on my body. Maybe you wouldn't be interes-”

”Fuck stop! I don't care about the scars on your body. They are beautiful. You're gorgeous. I just want to know who the fuck I have to kill so tell me!” He growled.

Meredith opened her eyes and stared at him.

”Y..You .....don't care about my..... scars?” She asked blinking away the tears that were threatening to fall.

Atlas scoffed, ”No. I don't care about your scars. You might have physical scars but trust me I have far worst emotional scars that are just not visible to you. It doesn't mean I find you any less attractive.”

Atlas said as he kissed her tears. Damn this wasn't what he had envisioned their night to be like. As much as he wanted her there was no way he was lying a finger on her if she was abused.. The trauma will be worse for her and the last thing he wanted was to be the one to hurt her.