What happened? Why was I still breathing?
I should’ve been gone.
Buried.
Forgotten.
But somehow, I was still here. And I didn’t know if that was mercy or punishment.
My body leaned forward, any and all strength completely gone. I would have fallen if it weren’t for a warm presence holding me up.
My forehead made contact with something warm and soft. I wanted to be wrapped up in the warmth. Then maybe, the hazy hurt would go away.
The pain and aches were right there on the surface. Not reachable, but clawing at the walls that were splitting in two.
A whimper came from my throat, raw and tender.
“Shh. It’s okay. Just go pee and we’ll get you back to bed.”
As though my body knew all too well how to obey, it did just that. The urine, which seemed to be more than I could ever remember having in me before, fell to the water bowl below. As my bladder emptied, the pain elsewhere grew with each passing second.
“Adrian, warm wash cloth please.” The voice was familiar, but I couldn’t put a name to it. It was soft, but had an edge to it.
Water was ran somewhere nearby, heavier steps, mumbled words. It all blurred into one as I tried, and failed, to put pieces of however many days together.
I gave up when the form I was leaning against stepped back a single step, one hand holding me still on my chest. On the other hand, or someone at least, ran a soft cloth over my face. It was warm, almost as warm as the form I had my face pressed up against.
The cloth was gentle around my swollen eyes, and I almost whined when the cloth was fully taken away.
“Stand, sweetheart.”
Sweetheart?I wasn’t sweet.
I was-
My thoughts were cut off as I was pulled to stand, my legs nearly giving out on me.
“Arms around my shoulders.” With the words, my arms were moved to do just that by a set of hands. It was as though this wasn’t the first time he’d done that with me. Then, his hands easily lifted me and I wrapped my legs around his hips.
My head rested on his shoulder, and for a single moment, everything seemed to be okay. Maybe there was hope for me after all.
But then, just a quick, panic sat back in ten times worse. My thoughts screamed at me that this wasn’t right. That being carried by an Alpha was a death sentence all on its own.
“P-please.”
Please what, I didn’t know.
“You’re safe now. I won’t let any more harm come to you.”
Lies. They all lie.
My mind screamed one thing while my body held on tight to the voice I desperately wanted to tell the truth.
My arms and legs didn’t budge as whoever held me tried to lay down. The body was warm, and if I was let go, then the cold would seep back into my core. It’d let the monsters back in, and they may just win.
“You gotta let me go, sweetheart.”
A wined, again, like the pathetic being I was. But finally, after what felt like an eternity, my limbs loosened and the Alpha sat me gently down on a soft bed . I instantly turned to my side, curling up into a tight ball as my body shook with unheard sobs.
