Someday

"I'll d..do it my..myself," she instinctively moved away from him.

"Where is it, Pumpkin?" his voice held authority. Serena gulped and reluctantly pointed towards the bathroom. He instructed her to sit down in the chair before heading towards the bathroom to get the box.

As he had commanded, she was in the chair, fiddling with her fingers in her lap. Her eyes were downcast, her lips slightly pouting and her shoulders were caved inward. Her stance was of a timid child. It brought a pang to his heart. He was too harsh with her. With a sigh, he kneeled in front of her prompting her to shift uncomfortably in her chair.

Ignoring her nervousness, he reached a hand out and gently held her arm.

"You need to restock your first-aid, Pumpkin. All the stuff is almost gone," he initiated softly, hoping to break the ice between them. He waited for her reply but she offered no response. He looked up to find her red-rimmed eyes concentrating on his hands that were bandaging her scratches. His un