A/n
The votes were tied.. so I will just do this.. I'm way too tired to write both..
But look forward to a lemon tomorrow!

Your eyes flickered, slowly opening as the bright light of the room glared into your eyes.
You gradually sat up, and looked around the room.
You were in a bed, but not in your cell. It seemed like a regular bedroom, except there were guns and weapons scattered around the place.

You brought your hand up to wipe the gunk out of your sleepy eyes, and jumped when you saw the bandage wrapped around your forearm.
Examining it, you poked and prodded softly.

"Hey." Lena greeted, appearing in the doorway of the room.
She didn't seem happy, she almost looked annoyed at you.
"H-hi.." you looked down nervously, gently running your hands across the soft, black blanket.
You glanced up, she was walking towards you. Your heart rapidly made its way to your mouth as she sat down next to you.
"Show me." She demanded, grasping your bandaged arm. "You had to get stitches."
You nodded, not daring to look at her face.
"Hey, look at me." She ordered, you reluctantly obeyed her command.
Her eyes met with yours, making you feel small. She squinted slightly as her eyes scanned over you.

"Why did you do it?" She asked, making your heart triple in its beats per minute.
"W-what..?"
"Why did you do it?" She repeated, gesturing towards your bandaged arm.
"I.. I dunno.." you murmured, hot salty tears building up behind your eyes.
You brought your legs up to your head and buried your face in them, staining your slacks with tears.
"I'm not mad.. it's ok.." she whispered, shocking you.
She pulled you out of your ball and stared into your frightened soul.
Tears started streaming quicker and quicker, and pretty soon you were bawling.

Lena bit her lip and pulled you into a tight hug.
Wrapping her arms around your shaking, traumatised self.
"Relax.. it's ok.. calm down.." she purred.
Not even your tears could hide your shock that time.
You froze for a moment.
Your body, ice cold, as though your were expecting a punishment.
After a minute, you melted into it, tears sliding down your reddened cheeks as you cried into her shoulder
"I'm sorry.. I just.. I can't do this shit anymore.. no one gives a fuck about me, everyone fucking hates me.. I can't take the abuse any longer.." you spilled your thoughts, still latching onto her.
Her nails softly running across the back of your head, to and fro.
"Shh.. I know, I know.. trust me I know what you're talkin about.." she sighed.
"I dealt with the same thing for so so long.."

"Why are you being nice to me all of a sudden..?" You whined.
She went quiet.
"I'm not sure why.. I just get this urge.. to hug you.. and tell you that it'll be ok." She purred.
"I.. I knew it.." you muttered.
"Knew what?" She asked.
"You had emotions.."