Mary didn't come back to her home until the sun rose and she could easily turn back human. Not caring that she was naked and what the neighbors might be thinking she climbed up the tree next to her window and slid into her bedroom, not wanting to have anything to do with her parents.

Padding on the floor she went to her bathroom and immediately locked the door behind her, getting into the shower and turning the water on as quickly as she could.

She closed her eyes so that she didn't see the blood mixing with the water as it rained over her. Slowly she moved to sit on the floor of the bathtub and wrapped her arms around herself, bringing her knees to her chest and burying her face in between them.

By law she had done nothing wrong. The rule of the fights were simple, until yield or death, whichever came first. If one happened before the other there was no penalty, simply going into this there was the knowledge that you could be killed in any round at any moment should you let your guard down.

She whimpered and tightened herself around herself, not having the strength to sob anymore. She had cried herself out during the night when she stopped running and she had no more energy to do any more of that.

She couldn't get the images out of her mind, she couldn't get rid of the taste of blood in her mouth no matter how much water she spat out. She could still feel his skin and muscle tearing and she felt a deep sound of pain escape her.

Mary started heavily when she felt hands touch her, immediately moving away with her heart in her throat as she scampered away eyes wide.

Deanna smiled softly and sadly at her, kneeling down at the side of the bathtub as she reached for a washcloth and poured some body wash on it before she reached out and started to gently wash the dried blood off of her skin.

Mary felt herself crumble and she moved forward, wrapping her arms around her mom and sobbing without tears, gasping for air as she just clung to her. Deanna did the same, wrapping her arms around her completely and just holding her close, neither of them caring that Mary was still naked and wet.

"Its okay, its okay sweetheart." Deanna whispered to her, running her fingers through Marys wet hair. "Its okay, its not your fault."

"I killed him, I killed him momma." Mary choked out, barely able to breathe. "I didn't want to...I didn't..."

"I know, I know." Deanna said soothingly, her hand that had been moving was still cleaning the blood off of her front before she washed the suds off and reached for a towel. "You didn't mean to, its going to be alright."

Once there was a towel wrapped around her as if he had been waiting outside the bathroom her dad came in as well, going to her to pick her up easily. Mary curled into him like she had as a child, clinging to him and to the towel as he carried her to her bedroom and laid her gently on her bed.

Deanna came back then with a glass filled with ice water which she helped Mary to gratefully drink. Once the glass was empty she fell back onto the bed and just breathed in deeply.

Her parents sat on either side of her on the bed, bringing her blanket up to cover her completely and remove the towel from her. Her dad took her hand in his and her mom was sliding her fingers through her hair once more.

Slowly, surrounded by her parents and their support, despite everything and despite how they disapproved of everything she had done in the last week, Mary felt herself relax more and more until she was finally able to fall asleep as the sun rose in the sky.

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