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Chapter 28 - Shocking Revelations

As Luka went to the sink to clean the blood off the cloth as good as he could, Abby brought her now bandaged arm back up to her knees.

"Are you alright?" It wasn't till Luka pulled her out of her thoughts that she noticed her body was shaking slightly.

"I'm fine." She looked up and Luka sent her a look telling her he didn't believe her. "I'm just a bit... uncomfortable." She looked back down at the dirty floor, dirty from her blood. "That's all." She felt him giving her a pitiful smile. And of course he couldn't blame her, who would want to sit there, naked on a toilet, with their entire body exposed and full of wounds and bruises?

Looking around for a few seconds, Luka grabbed an already blood stained towel and handed it to her. Gratefully accepting it, she put it between her upper body and her legs, holding tightly on to it.

She tensed up subconsciously as he moved so he was behind her. Or well, she had to twist a little on the seat for him to have a full view of her back. Her bruised, ruined back. For some reason that was Richards favorite torture spot, probably because it was so easily accessible and a big area. She had no idea how bad it was, but judging by Luka, who had frozen up behind her, it would have to be pretty bad.

He shook his head, trying to snap out of his trance. He couldn't believe how horrible her back was. Yeah, her whole body looked terrible, but it was nothing compared to her back. It was covered in blood and bruises, so he had figured it was just like the rest of her body. But now, when he looked at it up close, he noticed the huge amount of scars and newly made cuts and wounds. And that was just what he could see through the blood.

Taking a deep breath, he grabbed the wash cloth from the bowl of water, slowly moving it towards her body. He knew he had to clean out the cuts, but he was scared of hurting her. He closed his eyes for a second as he let the cloth rest against her right shoulder blade, causing her to tense up a bit for a couple of seconds.

Moving the cloth across her back, he slowly revealed more and more bruises, burns and scars. Especially one scar caught his attention. Even though he was far from done with wiping her back for blood, he put the already blood soaked cloth back into the bowl. Staring fascinated, but in a bad way, at her shoulder, he carefully let his finger run down her scar, tracing the four lines that didn't look new, but not too old either.

"What happened, Abby?" He felt her tensing up, not only because of his touch, but also because of his question. She knew he didn't mean the scar, but the reason why he found her the way he did, the reason behind her big amount of scars on her back. She took a deep breath, trying to come up with something to say, but knew that there was no way she'd get out of this. She'd have to tell him the truth. At least some of it. She could try hiding it as much as possible, but she wouldn't be able to lie if he asked her any questions.

"He found out." She felt him stop his movement for a couple of seconds before picking up the cloth again.

"Who, Abby? Who found out what?" She bit her lip as she felt the wet cloth on her back once again.

"That I'm pregnant." Her voice got weaker with each word and she felt herself shrink under Luka's gaze. Even though she couldn't see him, she could still picture the hurt in his eyes. She hated doing this to him, but he was the one who had asked her, who wanted to know. For a few seconds he didn't say anything, and Abby somehow hoped that reminding him she was pregnant would make him stop asking questions.

And somehow he did want to stop, but the need to know more was bigger. He really wanted to help her, but how could he if he knew nothing about what was going on? And reminding him she was pregnant didn't answer a lot of questions, except why her stomach was so much more 'bruised' than the rest of her body. Someone clearly wanted to get rid of the... baby. He didn't like to think about that. Not the fact someone wanted to get rid of it, but the fact that it was there, inside her, inside Abby. That life was growing inside her.

"Who is 'he'?" She felt the tears building up in her eyes, and as the peroxide once again touched her body, she winced.

"My... Step dad." She felt Luka stop what he was doing and closed her eyes. There, she'd said it. For the first time in so many years she'd told someone one of her biggest secrets. She'd never told anyone that she didn't have a dad. That she had a step dad. Yeah, sure, it wasn't that special, many people had step dads, but it was a part of her life that she kept to herself.

"Your... step dad... did this to you... because you're... pregnant?" She felt a single tear slide down her cheek as she nodded. Luka sounded shocked, and she didn't blame him. "Why?" She didn't reply, she just looked down while biting her lip. For a while none of them said anything, so Luka went back to cleaning out her many wounds.

"Abby? Who's the father?" She leaned her head back, looking towards the ceiling with her eyes closed before looking back at the floor. She could feel the tears threatening to fall and knew she wouldn't be able to hold it together for much longer.

"He is." Knowing Luka, she knew that he was probably frowning confused.

"He?" Yeah, he sure sounded confused. She gently nodded her head, trying not to let the pain from the peroxide on the new cigarette burns get to her.

"Richard..." It wasn't till after the words left her mouth that she remembered he didn't know who that was. "My step dad." Luka felt like his heart stopped beating. There was the answer to the question that had been bugging him for more than 24 hours, but it sure as hell wasn't what he wanted to hear. This was way worse than anything he could have imagined. Why couldn't she just have cheated on him, that would have been so much better.

"So he... raped you?" His voice sounded almost as broken as hers. The tears which had been building up now started flowing freely down her cheeks. She closed her eyes as she shrugged her shoulders.

"I guess." She wasn't really sure whether it was raping or not, after all, she didn't protest. And well, she was just used to denying it, denying the fact that she was being abused to herself. She felt Luka continuing with cleaning out the wounds, putting Band-Aids on the worst ones. He worked in silence, and Abby didn't mind. She didn't like answering his questions.


It wasn't till he finished that he broke the silence. He walked around her and knelt down so he was at eye level with her. She knew he was there, but she didn't want to look up, so Luka had to gently place his hand under her chin and lift her head. Her eyes were shiny from the tears, which were still there. Even though they weren't running down her cheeks, it looked like they would start any second.

"Can you take care of the ones on the front of your body yourself?" She nodded. His voice was so soft and caring, and she knew he asked because he could tell she wasn't comfortable with him looking at her body. "Okay. Abby, will he be back later?" Biting her lip she frowned for a few seconds before replying.

"He said he was going out of town today, won't be home till next week." She looked back down at her bandaged arm. "I guess I must have passed out before he left." Luka nodded slightly and stroked her cheek, wiping away some of the half dried tears. Giving her a pitiful smile, he took a deep breath.

"How about I go make us some hot tea or chocolate, and you can finish out here?" Abby bit her lip as she looked up at Luka.

"We don't have anything." Closing her eyes she took a deep breath, looking back down again. "And he'll kill me if I touch anything from the kitchen that isn't mine." Smiling sympathetically, Luka slowly stood up.

"Okay then. I saw a little show not more than a block away when I came here." Abby didn't respond, she just kept starring at the floor. "I think I'll go see if I can find us anything, I shouldn't be gone for more than 10 minutes." When she didn't say anything, Luka put his hand on her shoulder. "Are you gonna be okay?" She just nodded, and not wanting to push her even more, Luka started backing out of the room.