"Well, let me at least wash your clothes for you before you go home, and you can also take a shower if you'd like" Vergil says as starts to rub Nicky's back, hoping to help calm her down.
Nicky blinked at him, relaxing a little. "R-really?" She asked softly. "But...what will I wear while my clothes are washed?"
"My mom keeps some of my sisters clothing here for when she visits, I'm sure something fits you, or you could just go naked. I won't peak, I'll stay downstairs if you'd like, its your choice." Vergil stands up and walks towards the door.
"Can...can I borrow clothes?" Nicky asked hesitantly, shyly. "And...and shower?"
Vergil nods in agreement and goes to pick clothes from his sisters room. Shortly after he brings put them in the bathroom and walks back to Nicky "follow me, I'll show you where the bathroom is"
"Thank you. For everything." Nicky said softly. She gave him a grateful look, eyes wide.
Vergil nods "Anytime, Nick" Vergil leads Nicky to the bathroom. "Clothes are on the sink for you. Drop your dirty clothes in the hallway and I'll be back in 5 minutes to pick them up." Vergil heads to the bedroom she slept in and strips the bed.
((Hope I'm not boring you))
((Oh no, of course not. :) I'm sorry for not being on as much, Tuesdays and Thursdays are busy.))
Nicky nodded gratefully, hiding behind her waist length hair. She ducked into the bathroom to change out of her dirty clothes. She was covered in bruises and cuts. Some cuts were infected, and some bruises were shaped like handprints.
Vergil puts the sheets and blankets in a pile, and waits a few minutes before walking towards the bathroom to get your clothes.
Nicky had left the dirty clothes outside the door while she carefully showered. One ankle was swollen slightly.
Vergil picks up her clothes and takes the sheets and clothes to the washer. Then stays downstairs as Nicky washes up.
Nicky finished her shower and got dressed. She bit her lip worriedly when she put the short sleeved shirt on. It bared her arms and showed all her bruises.
Vergil sits and watches t.v. as he waits.
Nicky came out cautiously, moving to him and hugging her arms. Trying to hide the cuts and handprint bruises.
Vergil hears Nicky coming down and he quickly gets up. "Hey hun, how you feeling?" Vergil comes up to Nicky wrapping her in a hug, and keeps quiet about her arms.
"I'm okay." Nicky whispered, waiting for him to start judging her.
Vergil doesn't let go of her, instead he just grasps her even tighter.
Nicky flinched as his hand touched a bruise, but she said nothing.
Vergil looks at Nicky, "Nicky, maybe its best you stay here for awhile. I don't want you hurt anymore." He continues to hug her.
"No, it's okay. I'm fine." Nicky insisted, looking at the floor, hiding her face behind her damp hair.