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Started January 11, 2020 by @TrashyBeth_has_broken_her_Finger

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"No, not that." He said, lifting the edge of her shirt up. "That."

She looked away from him and pulled her shirt down

"I don't want you trying to lift me, because of that." He whispered, pushing himself up, and cringing at that.

"Brad I'm fine" she said

"I won't let you, but I'll let you help me clean up if you want." He whispered, hobbling along to the bathroom.

"Brad. . . Baby" she said

"Hmm?" He asked, putting his clean hand on the wall to support himself.

Caroline walked over to him and she cupped his face " I am so sorry I shouldn't have left the room she stayed if I would have stayed I would have been able to push you out of the way"

"Princess, I don't think you understand what happened." He whispered, putting a hand on hers'. "He push me, and i rolled my wrist and my ankle as I went down. He banged my face on the coffee table as I came down." He told her, sliding his hand down to her hip. "You didn't do anything wrong, you wouldn't have been able to do anything."

"listen to me okay I don't care if he's your father or not I will literally beat the s*** out of him if he lays another hand on you" she said

"Caroline, it was my fault. I got too close, I promise I'll be OK." He whispered, rubbing her hip with his thumb.

"it's my fault he got mad because of me I'm a horrible person" she said

"You are not!" He said firmly, narrowing his gaze. "He has it set in his mind, that if I date someone, and we break up, I'm not allowed to date them again. But I don't agree with that."

"what words were shared when I left" she asked

"Nothing about you." He said softly, leaning more against the wall. He wasn't going to tell her what he had said, because he didn't like the idea of repeating it.

"are you sure because I'm pretty sure I can go over to your house and ask your dad?" She said

"Positive, and you aren't going anywhere. You're going to help fix me up. Right princess?" He asked, taking her hands and sliding them around his waist.

She nodded " okay" she said

Letting her go, he skidded along the floor coming into the bathroom. "Do you know if he has any ankle or wrist wraps?"

She reached up into a shelf I'm pulled out an ankle wrap and a wrist wrap" I have some"

"You're probably better experienced with them, mind wrapping me?" He asked, propping his ankle up.

She nodded carefully lifting his foot up she laid it on the rap and gently started folding the wraps

"Thanks sugar, you're the best." Brad smiled, grabbing a wash cloth to dab his lip.

" Stop let me do it" she said

"I-Uh OK." He said, setting it aside and letting her do as she pleased.