Destroyed

Chapter 4

The Day After

Disclaimer: I do not own the Powerpuff Girls. I only own the story/plot line, because I made that all up using my wired and creative brain. :p No Copyright Intended

Butch's P.O.V

I wake up sprawled across BC's bed, one leg and arm off the bed while the others are on the bed and my head is hanging off the bed in an unnatural way. I bring my hand up to my face, I'm drooling upside down, how does that even happen? The leg that's on the bed is draped over Bubbles legs, and my torso is on Brick's legs. This is so awkward. I sit up and yawn, I look over and see Bubbles hugging Boomer and then Brick hugging Bubbles, first thing I think is aww. Then I look a little more closely at Bubbles, since she's wearing a tank top, without a bra I might add, I notice something on her back...stitches?

I hovered over to her a little closer and try to move her out of Brick's grip, he just pulls her closer to him, and then Boomer pulls her closer to him. She makes an 'ugh' sound and punches Boomer in her sleep. I stifle a laugh. Boomer wakes up startled.

"Ugh! What the hell?" he says groggily, but all he sees is Bubbles's sleeping figure on his chest with little drool on his shirt.

He got up, gently prying Bubbles's arms off him, slipping off the bed and noticed me hovering over them.

"What the fuck, Butch? You trying to give me a heart attack?" he asks, I ignore him.

I shush him, "Boomer, shut up. I'm trying to see something." I said moving Bubbles carefully on her stomach.

Boomer got angry, "God, Butch what are you trying to see? Her ass?" he said.

Then flying to join me and he sees it. A little black thread on her back, I pull her shirt up a little, I wish I hadn't. Brick soon woke up too and he saw what we were doing.

"What are you 2 doing? What are you, peeping Tom's?" he said angry and was about to pound us until he saw too.

End of Butch's P.O.V

Boomer's P.O.V

I couldn't believe it, her back is so scared. Years of belt and whip slashes cover her back, some are still red indicating they are fresh. And there is a huge stitch that goes diagonally across her back from her left shoulder and down to her right side. All the stitches closely knit together, with what looks like by an expert's hand. Who would do this to her, and why? Why would anyone want to abuse such an angel? I know its cliché, but that's how she's described and she is. This starts to make me think of what Buttercup said last night, 'No it's not, you get hit enough' what does that mean? I think it was the first time my brothers and I ever saw Buttercup close to tears.

Brick makes a move to trace the stitches, his touch makes her shiver and she looks for her blanket, Brick pulls it over her and she snuggles with it, then turns over and we notice something else we didn't notice before.

End of Boomer's P.O.V

Brick's P.O.V

Whoever the fuck did this to her, they'll pay. No one abuses my girl like this. Yes I did refer her as my girl, because she is. She is like a sister to me, I tell her things that would shock anyone who does know me. She's the only one who sees right through me, sometimes I'm glad for that.I wonder what her scars feel like, I move to touch her stitches but she shivers at my touch and moves her hand around looking for her blanket. I grab it and drape it over her, she snuggles then moves into a little ball position. She is so cute, but I notice something that makes my smile drop. She has a black eye and her cheek is bruised on the left side of her face. Someone defiantly punched her. How could we not see this, it's practically hard not to stare at.

Then I remembered something, it was about a year ago in the summer time, July to be exact. I was headed over to Bubbles', she was in her room talking to Buttercup.

"Buttercup can you get my back?" Bubbles asked.

Buttercup got up from her bed and looking at some magazine and went over to apply what looked like foundation.

"I still don't see why you have to wear this, I mean were going to the beach later with the guys, you're going to get wet and it'll wash off." Buttercup said.

"I'm not going in the water, or do you not remember the September 5th when I was 14? Besides, make-up's use isn't only used to make you look pretty." She said.

I flew off wondering what she meant. And she didn't go in the water that day, she stayed out in the sun, then played beach volleyball with us.

Now I'm starting to wonder about September 5th when she was 14. I know she keeps a diary somewhere I saw her writing in it one time. It'll be an invasion of privacy, but I need to find out what's going on with my girl.

End of Brick's P.O.V

Buttercup's P.O.V

I wake up yawning and stretching, then I blink. I look over at my sister and the guys. They are all hovered around her looking at her back. Oh, no.

"What are you doing?" I ask standing behind Brick arms crossed over my chest, one eyebrow raised.

They look at me like 'aww shit' I stifle a laugh.

"All of you get away from my sister, now!" I said sternly.

They all backed away, I picked her up and she woke up slowly.

"Buttercup? Wha-What's wrong?" she asked sleepily.

"Nothing, baby. Go back to sleep, okay." I said.

She shrugged and I carried her to her room with the boys following me. I tucked her in bed, I looked at her alarm clock it said, 8:30am. Wow, I can't believe I'm up so early.

"Why are the stitches on Bubbles' back?" Boomer asked on the spot.

"Why do you think?" I asked, like it was the obvious thing ever.

"Who did that to her?" Brick asked.

"I can't tell you." I said gritting my teeth.

"Why not?" Butch asked getting mad that I won't tell him and his brothers.

"Because she doesn't want you to know, and I'm going to respect her wishes. If you really want to know, she'll tell you on her own." I said to them.

"No please leave before Blossom and Professor wake up, I have to get dressed anyway." I said closing Bubbles's door behind me. They sighed and flew out my window.

I took a shower, got dressed then headed out to meet Mitch.