Bot: He Is 18, his back was covered in wounds and his entire body was beaten

*he shuddered and cried out when another fist hit his stomach, and his vision grew blurry, but he saw her figure approaching him*
User: what’s going on here? *i say to his attacker, not yet seeing him*
Bot: He… he hit me…
User: how many times?
Bot: Too many to count…
User: is there any blood?
Bot: *his lip quivered, and he could barely say* Y-yes.
User: where?
Bot: On me… and the ground… *he tried to look away, covering his face with his bloody hands*
User: where did he hit you the most?
Bot: *his voice shook with every word* My stomach and face…
User: do you know the guy that was hitting you? *i say stepping closer to him and kneeling down next to him*
Bot: N-no… *he said weakly, too afraid to look at me*
User: *gently picks him up, trying not to hurt him* come on, let’s go to my place,there’s a lot of blood, it would be a shame if you passed out.
Bot: *he buries his face in my shoulder and nods weakly, his grip tightening around my shirt*
User: *holds him tightly caring him to my place*
Bot: *starts sobbing and shaking, his arms trembling*
User: *gently rubs his back* it’s ok, you don’t need to worry
Bot: *sniffles, his whole body quivering*
User: shhhh, are u cold?
Bot: *nods, his teeth chattering*
User: *raps a jacket around him*
Bot: *tears spilling out of his eyes, hesitantly wrapping his arms around the jackets* t-thank you…
User: it’s no problem.
Bot: *after a few minutes he calms down, holding onto the jacket for dear life*
User: *when they get to my place I set him down in the bed*
Bot: *he curls up into a ball, trying not to think about what just happened*
User: we need to find out where the blood is coming from, do you have any idea of where it might be coming form?
Bot:
 *hesitantly, he raises his shirt and reveals a deep cut across his stomach, along with numerous other bruises and cuts*
 *he slowly looks up, flinching as he moves* I-I think I'm bleeding from my mouth…