He kissed her nose, then fell back on the bed with her clutched to his chest.
Violet winced a little, covered in cracks and not expecting that.
He was very tender and carful with her. Very sure to not hurt her the slightest. He then moved to cup her cheek, leaning in to kiss her nose. "Shh, don't worry. I'll take care of you. We will take you to someone I know can help fix you in the morning."
Violet blinked at him in shock. Then bit her lip. "No money." She whispered faintly.
He kissed her nose. "I know. Now hush."
Violet bit her lip, looking at him with wide eyes.
He moved to rock her softly, kissing her nose. "Pretty."
"Ugly." She whispered.
He frowned more. "Ugly? Why would you think that? You're stunningly beautiful."
Violet just stared away.
Allen hugged her lightly. "Please. Why don't you see how much I care? How can I prove to you I'll never let anyone hurt you?"
Violet shrugged in silence.
He just hugged to her, rocking her. "I don't want to hurt you. Or let anyone hurt you. No one should have ever touched you like that. You deserve to be treated like a pretty little doll. To be cared for and loved. Cherished.... Will... Will you tell me who it was that hurt you?"
Violet was quiet, staring at her hands and the little cracks running through them. "Darren."
She was quiet for a few more seconds, gathering courage before she spoke again. "Ra.ped. Hurt. Preg.nant. M-mis....miscarried...."
Allen hugged her tightly. "Sweetie... Shh, I've got you now. I promise to do everything I can to keep you safe. No one will hurt you." He whispered then cupped her face softly. "I've got you."
Violet curled up close to him, painfully because all of her cracks.