im in too deep

(in this au tigerclaw physically and verbally abuses ravenpaw, so tw for that)
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"You're so useless! You're just a mouse-hearted dirtbag!"

   The loud, angry threats made Ravenpaw's ears ring. He trembled, crouching on the ground as Tigerclaw continued to scream in front of him.

   "Just leave ThunderClan already! None of us want you! Everybody hates you, Mousepaw!"

   Ravenpaw visibly flinched at the nickname. Tigerclaw always called him that when he was angry, to mock the apprentice's small size and nervous attitude.

   Ravenpaw began to shake worse as Tigerclaw raised one of his forepaws, slashing it across the smaller black tom's cheek. Ravenpaw staggered back, hot tears seeping from his eyes.

   Suddenly, Ravenpaw was laying in his nest. He drew in ragged, shallow gasps of breath as he smothered his muzzle with his paws. Though he wished to, he couldn't stop fat tears from cascading down his face. Embarrassment flooded his senses as he realized any of his denmates could be watching him, laying there sobbing and shaking.

   Suddenly, a soft voice came from beside him and he jumped.

   "Ravenpaw? Don't worry, you're safe with me."

   He turned his narrow head to look up at a dim face. Graypaw was laying next to him, frowning with worried eyes. Heat rose in Ravenpaw's fur and all he wanted was to run out of the den and disappear into the night.

   "I-I'm sorry Gra-aypaw..." The tiny tom choked out, before hiding his face again. He mentally yelled at himself. Come on Ravenpaw! No, your name is Mousepaw. Like the small, useless, idiotic and overly-emotional rodent you are!

   After his mental scolding, another flood of tears came and he found himself trying to hold back weeps. But he ended up giving up and sobbing loudly into the moss.

   "Ravenpaw... it's okay. I know what happened with you and Tigerclaw. I will never understand fully what goes on between you two, but I know it's horrible." Ravenpaw was shocked by Graypaw's warm muzzle on his shoulder.

   Ravenpaw couldn't utter a response. Instead, he buried his long face in Graypaw's fluffy chest fur, crying and releasing every tear he'd tried to hold in since his apprentice ceremony two moons ago. The abuse by Tigerclaw had begun in mere hours of his first hunt, where he had failed to catch a sparrow.

   Graypaw spent the rest of the night trying to help Ravenpaw, while Ravenpaw continued to develop his feelings toward Graypaw.

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poor dear