He knelt down beside the tub and pushed up his sleeves. Louis held up a spouge and Ashton stared at it blankly.
“Do you know how to clean yourself?” Louis asked.
“F-Forgot.” He mumbled. “Forgot cause man took me to house, gave me pills that made me sleep then I got confused.” The boy mumbled. He pressed his palms against his face and yawned. Louis nodded sympathetically and began to carefully wash Ashton.
As Louis continued washing the hybrid he began to notice small bruises and cuts scattered along his torso. Several larger wounds were scattered across his back as if he had been whipped. They looked fairly recent too which worried Louis more. Each time Louis brought the cloth to clean the boy he let out a whimper and Louis felt horrible. But Louis knew that is he didn’t clean the wounds there would be an infection and he would be in more pain.
He tipped the sleepy boys head forwards and began to examine his beaten back. He lightly brushed his fingers over the cuts and began to put ointment on them. Ashton didn’t react to the sting the ointment normally gave which worried Louis.
He curiously tipped the boys head back and gazed at his face. He chuckled seeing that Ashton had fell asleep. He began to run the comb through Ashton's damp waves but each time the comb became caught in …show more content…
He made his way to his own closet and found a pair of dark grey sweatpants and a comfortable long sleeved tee for the boy to wear. Louis also grabbed a pair of clean boxers and some socks. He hugged the clothing against his chest and hurried towards the door. He returned to the bathroom quickly and Ashton was right where he had left him. His head tilted to the side with his eyes half open. He held his arms over his stomach and breathed slowly. Louis sighed and reached to pull out the drain. He waited until the tub was half empty to help Ashton get out. He stood Ashton up and quickly wrapped the towel around him so he wasn’t
“Do you know how to clean yourself?” Louis asked.
“F-Forgot.” He mumbled. “Forgot cause man took me to house, gave me pills that made me sleep then I got confused.” The boy mumbled. He pressed his palms against his face and yawned. Louis nodded sympathetically and began to carefully wash Ashton.
As Louis continued washing the hybrid he began to notice small bruises and cuts scattered along his torso. Several larger wounds were scattered across his back as if he had been whipped. They looked fairly recent too which worried Louis more. Each time Louis brought the cloth to clean the boy he let out a whimper and Louis felt horrible. But Louis knew that is he didn’t clean the wounds there would be an infection and he would be in more pain.
He tipped the sleepy boys head forwards and began to examine his beaten back. He lightly brushed his fingers over the cuts and began to put ointment on them. Ashton didn’t react to the sting the ointment normally gave which worried Louis.
He curiously tipped the boys head back and gazed at his face. He chuckled seeing that Ashton had fell asleep. He began to run the comb through Ashton's damp waves but each time the comb became caught in …show more content…
He made his way to his own closet and found a pair of dark grey sweatpants and a comfortable long sleeved tee for the boy to wear. Louis also grabbed a pair of clean boxers and some socks. He hugged the clothing against his chest and hurried towards the door. He returned to the bathroom quickly and Ashton was right where he had left him. His head tilted to the side with his eyes half open. He held his arms over his stomach and breathed slowly. Louis sighed and reached to pull out the drain. He waited until the tub was half empty to help Ashton get out. He stood Ashton up and quickly wrapped the towel around him so he wasn’t