Blinded by Hate | a.hotchner

Chapter 24

Trigger Warning: Violence and Gore

Your POV

You woke up only for a few moments, you couldn't feel anything. The blood loss was making your vision blurry and you couldn't feel Briza's stomps on your toes, but you could hear the snaps of your bones. Her hand wrapped around your fingers, bending till they broke. You couldn't feel them either. After a minute, your eyes closed again.

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When you woke up again, you couldn't open your eyes and your hearing was muffled. Your limbs felt fuzzy, there were muted touches on your ankles and wrists. You felt the collar around your neck release, and your body lift limply from the chair. You were put on something soft and felt something being stuck on your skin.

You couldn't identify anything you heard. Suddenly everything started to go cold. Everything went dark, and you couldn't feel or hear anything. You were just surrounded by darkness.

When the darkness lightened, you could feel something wrapped around your hand.

Another hand.

Oh god, what is Briza doing now? She already broke my fingers on my other hand. You thought, before slipping back to unconsciousness.

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When you came to again. You knew that you were in a different location. The smell of lemon and cleaning supplies filled your nose.  There were tubes and wires on your body, and a small tube in your mouth and throat. Your eyes wouldn't open, the muscles ignoring your attempts to do so. You could hear sniffles near you, a hand still wrapped around yours.

A part of you hoped that it was Aaron, and that you were safe. And the other part worried that you had disassociated, and Briza was inflicting you a lot more pain than she already had.

"We're here, y/n. We've got you." Emily said in a whisper

"You have to be alright. I love you so much." Aaron said, his voice shaking with tears.

Your body filled with rage, the thought of them comforting you, together. You wanted to pull your hand away from Aaron, tell him to leave, but none of your muscles worked. You couldn't even open your eyes.

Sleep soon over took you again.

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When you woke up again, your eyes failed you yet again. They wouldn't open, no matter how hard you tried.

"Aaron, you look like hell. Go home, take a shower. Get some fresh clothes, grab some for y/n too, and come back. I'll stay here and keep her company." You identified the voice as Rossi listening intently for Aaron's response.

"I'm not leaving her side, Dave. I can't." Aaron said shortly, and you heard his footsteps approach the bed again.

Exhaustion from trying to keep up with the conversation overcame you, and you fell asleep again.

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The next time you woke up, your eyes still refused to open. The tube was still in your mouth, and there were now hard masses around one of your hands and one of your feet. It took a moment to realize that Aaron was speaking.

"I can't wait to see Jack. I haven't left the hospital since you got here. I thought about bringing him here, but I didn't want to scare him. He's so excited to be out of WITSEC, he already has plans with his friends." Aaron told you with a slight laugh, and you could hear the adoration in his voice.

This time, you welcome sleep. If you could move your face, you would have a smile.

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The next time you woke up, it was because you were coughing into the tube in your mouth. You still couldn't open your eyes, so when you felt hands on your body, you started to panic. Instead of the thrashing panic, you went with the silent and deadly approach. Your breath tried to pick up, but the ventilator wouldn't let you. The heart monitor next to you started beeping louder.