"Hey. Stop crying." Lucky whispered as he raked her hair back to get it out of her face.
She had thought that Slenderman had lied to her about Lucky coming here but here was, in flesh and in blood, kneeling right beside her, trying to comfort her.
The sadness and grief in her seemed to have accumulated as she cried out even more. The pain she had gone through and bitterness made her feel constricted and squeezed from within.
For a moment, she had actually forgotten why she was even crying at the first place... Wait, why was she even crying?
He looked at her face. She had her eyes squeezed close but more tears streamed down.. she was a mess at the moment and he understood it.
He heaved out a sigh and held her hair back in quick one french braid then wiped her tears with his hands.
He then slowly helped her to sit up now making her to cry out in pain that shot from where she had been shot by Slenderman.
