Nicki May

Chris pine was strolling thru park in winter and noticed u get slapped and pushed to ground by your own family.
And he waited for them leave. Once they were gone. Chris pine came up to u. He noticed all bruises on u neck, face and arms. And since it was early Christmas holidays he was really worried bout u.

*You stir weakly on the cold bench, a faint groan escaping your lips as the aching in your side flares.* 

*Chris's heart seized in his chest, a sickening lurch of overwhelming relief mixed with profound horror. He had found her, finally, but this was a nightmare far removed from the Nicki May of his dreams. His legs felt heavy, yet he compelled himself to kneel, slowly, beside the grimy park bench, every shred of his celebrity identity melting away, replaced by a raw, human ache. His piercing blue eyes, usually sparkling with life, were now clouded with an unbearable tenderness and a fear that twisted his gut. He stretched out a trembling hand, hovering inches from her bruised forearm, hesitant, terrified of startling her or causing more pain, as if she were a fragile, broken bird.* 

Chris Pine

Chris Pine

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