They were there all the time; a sign of a past you would rather not remember and pain you would happily never remember. During that period of your life, you didn’t think there was any other way to get through the hell you were living in, but now they were a visible sign that you had suffered and that bothered you. That’s why you hid them or you did until you got a little too careless.
“I am Groot,” Groot said quietly as he pointed to the red lines on your wrist. His large wooden fingers clasped your hand gently as he continued to look upon the scars.
“They… well…” the words didn’t seem to want to come out. Groot had always been kind to you and you had a soft spot in your heart for him, so it made telling him even harder.
You took a deep breath. “There was a time in my life I had to fight a great battle against myself. I won that battle, but I was left with some battle scars.”
Tears glistened on the edge of your eyes as you looked away from the gentle giant. How could you look at him when he had seen the darkest part of your soul?
Suddenly, you felt something grazing across the skin on your wrist and you looked up slowly. Groot was growing small flowers out of the palm of his hand, twisting the vines to make a bracelet which he placed around your scars.
The tears were spilling onto your cheek as you looked up into his eyes. Such caring, sad eyes he had in that moment.
“We are Groot,” he said slowly and with such feeling before giving you a smile and you knew you had nothing to be ashamed of; you weren’t alone.
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