I groggily sat up. My head was throbbing. I stood up and looked at my pitiful form. My face wasn't swollen like before, but it was more bruised. My arm was wrapped up in a bloody pair of pants, and my hair was a complete mess. All tangled and matted with dried blood. I carefully untied the pair of pants from around my arm, being careful to not unclog my cuts. I found my knife, and instead of using it again, I chucked it out the window. I'll bury it later. I gathered up some clean clothes, and undergarments, and unburied the door. I peeked out, and inched towards the bathroom, which happened to be nearby my room, thank god. I carefully opened it, and I slid in. I locked the room, and jerked sharply on it. It didn't budge. I stripped down, and stepped in the shower.

I had just got done drying myself, and I looked at my bruises and cuts in the mirror. My ribs were bruised badly, and the cuts on my arms were numerous. My face was still purple, and swollen slightly. I applied antibiotic ointment to my sores, and I dressed myself. I was stuck here, with John. Thank god Oscar wasn't with me, he might have died yesterday. I unlocked the door, and snuck out. I slid back into my room. I locked the door, and sat on my bed, when my stomach rumbled.

Ugh, I'm frikin hungry and I was feeling a bit weak from hunger. I grumbled and I trotted over to my door, I crack it open and cautiously stnuck to the kitchen, past the demons room. He was laying in there snoring loudly. Noisy b****! I snuck over, and grabbed a box of oatmeal bars, a box of cereal, and about 6 water bottles. I snuck over to my bedroom, and carefully closed the door. I locked it, and I piled stuff in front of it. I sat on the bed, and I gorged on the oatmeal bars, and I ate part of the dry cereal, while all this time, taking generous sips of water. I felt full, ready to burst, but it's like my brain said eat more. Could be the fact I'm malnourished. I sighed, and laid back down.

BANG! BANG!

I awoke with a yelp. John was banging on the door.

"LET ME IN!" I just sat there. I couldn't move, even if I wanted to.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Then it just stopped. I breathed a sigh of relief. Thank god he gave up. I laid back, and I still felt very tired.

TSHIK

I nearly jumped out of my skin. He opened the god dang window! I was terrorfied, and he had a knife! I grabbed my stick I was going to try to make a mini bow out of, and I hopped off. I hope I won't die

"You little b****! You really think you can beat me?!" I took a shaky breath. He stalked over to me.

"Get back!" I hissed, while pointing the stick at him. He yanked my stick out of my hands in a very swift movement. I stood there, defenseless, and hoping he's not going to try to stab me. He walked towards me.

"B****!" He screamed.

"AAAHHH!" I screamed. I never knew I could scream that loud. I barely dodged his knife blow that was meant to hit the chest. My arm was stabbed to the bone and I could feel the knife scrape it. He yanked it out, and I saw the opportunity. I kicked him in the nuts. He screamed bloody murder, and he heaved over. I grabbed his head, and slammed his forehead onto my knee. He collapsed on the ground, and I jumped out the window. my blood was staining the once white snow. I grabbed my hurt arm and applied pressure. I ran as fast as I could to Zim's house.

Zim's POV

"Gir! STOP TRYING TO FEED ME BROCCOLI WAFFLES!" I shrieked, while holding Gir's arm, trying to stop him from jamming the green waffles into my mouth. I managed to wrestle the little nut off of me.

"Awww... I wanted you to try my delicious waffles..."

"I don't care Gir!" The little devil ran to the bird, to feed him the waffles.

"GIR! NO! THE SUGAR WILL GIVE HIM A HEART ATTACK!" I shrieked as loud as possible. He stopped.

"Awww..." he whined.

"Go feed it to the piggy!" I hissed.

"PIGGY HERE I COME!" he squealed like a little human worm baby. I face palmed myself. I sighed, and I felt a cold wind sting my face.

THUD! I whipped around, expecting to see that Dib-stink. My eyes widened. It was Melania! She was covered in her own blood, and she looked like she suffered a good beating.

"COMPUTER! TAKE HER TO THE LAB!" I shrieked. I jumped in the toilet, and flushed myself into the lab.

Melania's POV

I felt weightless. I felt like a freight train smashed into me. My face felt like it was on fire, and my shoulder had flaming pains in it. My ribs felt like someone took a sledge hammer to it.I fought to open my eyes, and I could only crack them open. I was so high up, I felt like a giant. I saw a green creature dashing back and forth. Wait, is that zim?! I felt exhaustion dragging me to sleep. I fought, and I failed.

I cracked open my eyes. I sat up, and took in my surroundings. What the heck?! Sure didn't look like a hospital. The ceiling was covered in wires and tubes connecting to practically everything. I gapsed and looked at my arm, expecting to see stitches, or some of the sort. It had completely healed. There was no mark. You couldn't tell if it wasn't for the gash in my now clean shirt.

I continued to take in my surroundings There was these giant tubes with purple liquid inside of them. Wait, one was empty, was I in one?! I swallowed, and went to slide off the table.

"I'm glad you healed well." said a familiar voice. I yelped and fell on my face. I picked myself, and faced him. I nearly jumped out of my skin. It wasn't because he was ugly, it was because I just wasn't expecting him to be a, well, alien. I new he was, but I just wasn't 100% sure.

"Hey Zim..."

"Tell me everything." Zim demanded. I didn't know where to start.

"My dad has been abusing me." zim's eyes narrowed and he yanked on his antennas in frustration.

"He began beating me not too long ago. He started right before my first day at skool. It started all from an arguement. When we was moving, we started arguing, and it ended with me saying 'I hate you'" I sighed. "The next day, we were moving, and he didn't even say a word to me. He just ignored me. When we arrived, he nearly broke my fish tank by throwing it out of the car."

Zim couldn't look more pissed. "I put everything up, and he walked to my doorway, and asked for an apoligy, and I told him he was a jerk, since I was still pissed at him for almost breaking my tank, and that's when he start to hit me with a switch." I sighed. "He's the one that broke my rib, inflicting those cuts on my face to me, and stabbing me."

He looked like his head was about to explode. The veins all throughout his head was popping out.

"why did he stab you?!" Zim hissed.

"Because I wouldn't open the door for he could beat me. He climbed through the window, and tried to stab me in the chest. I dodged it, and thankfully it went into my arm instead."

"Why didn't you tell anyone?!"

"I was scared, and embarrassed. What if the cops didn't believe me, and they talked to him, and believed his lies? I was afraid to tell, cause he'd try to kill me, but he did anyways..." I sniffed.

Zim yanked on his antennas hard enough that it would looked like they were going to pop off.

"What about those shallow cuts on your wrist and arm?!" I looked away.

"I did..." I looked at Zim with teary eyes. He wasn't pissed like before, he looked the opposite.

"W-why would you hurt yourself?" Zim said in a completely different tone. Was he worried?

"I'm a horrible person, and I felt I needed to punish myself." I looked away again.

"How are you a horrible person?"`

I took a shaky breath, "The way everyone treats me. Teachers from all different kinds of schools and grades. Other kids ridiculing me, being beat by your own father, people telling me that they hated me, and that I deserved to die. Everyone telling me that I was a horrible person, that I would never amount to anything." Zim's jaw hung open, he just stood there in shock.

"P-people hated you?!"

I weakly nodded my head.

"They must have been dropped on their head when they were a human worm baby, because they must be screwed up in the head to say anything like that to you. You have a pure heart and personality. For example, Dib dumped your water all over you, soaking you. Withing 30 minutes, you forgave him completely, and you helped the dib-stink with his art class! He threw a muffin at my head a few months ago, and I still haven't gotten over it. And think, does a 'horrible' person protect and save others she barely knows from bullies at least 8 inches taller than her?" I smiled and my tears dried up.

"Y-you're the only one that has ever said that..." I stood up and hugged him. He hugged me back.

"The world needs more people like you Zim" I said. I released him. He looked surprised and his antennas were sticking strait up.

"Y-you really mean that?" Zim stuttered.

"Why wouldn't I?" I simply stated.

"Thank you..." Zim said, and he blushed slightly! I smiled.

"What day is it?" I questioned

"Monday."

"AH! I GOT A TEST!"

"Don't worry, my computer will do the tests for us later."

I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank god!"

"I made you a room. Want to see it?" I was speechless. He made a room for me?! Well, I couldn't stay with my father anymore, unless I wanted to be as dead as a hamburger. But was I allowed to stay here?

"Sure!" I said excitedly.

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