He wanted to make her forget. To tell her that she wasn't alone and that the beast that she unleashed was just as broken. He needed this just as much as she did. Because sure he had many women in hell, but none of them cared and yet he saw that this one did because she was kissing every scar on his body. Maybe this is what he needed from her. Was to be loved too. He loved her sit up, seeing the tears and smiling as he culled her cheeks." I need you to trust me darlin. Ok? I will make you feel loved by the end of the night. Ok?" He waits for a moment and lifted her shirt over her head and laid it next to her, just in case that this became to uncomfortable for her. He gazed upon the welts, the bruises before laying her down on the couch and getting in between her clothed legs. His hands traced the welts as tears fell from his eyes." These wounds shall not be frowned upon. Because this beast worships them. They shall be loved, cherished and a sign of strength to this beast because you fought your battles and won. You unleashed me upon your aggressor and afterwards I saw you with more strength then you know. Because you didn't lay down. You said fuck you. You hear me Sarah, you said fuck you to Johnny and didn't lay down." He started to sob as he leaned down and started to kiss the welts and the scars. She needed to hear this because she was stronger him. Because his father got away with it." I respect you.... you'd didn't lay.... down..... like I did." After he was done kissing her wounds he brought her up and held her close to him, their bare stomachs meeting with each other." Now you will never have to bare that again..... because I will destroy anyone who ever does it to you again."