Collateral Damage

Chapter 4

I woke up groggy but less dizzy the next morning, the sunlight creeping into the room waking me. My stomach felt like it was eating itself and I couldn't remember the last time I ate. Slowly I made my way over to the shower to yet again try to wash off this reality I found myself in. The water felt good but it was short lived as I pulled on the soft short workout shorts I found and a basic tight black shirt. No one had come into my room yet so I decided I would attempt to find the kitchen myself.

The smell of waffles met me as I rounded a corner downstairs down the long hall. The kitchen was huge and I saw Charles and another random guy sitting next to him eating.
"Morning, theres waffles" Charles beamed at me. I smiled back at him looking over at the guy next to him.
"Oh this is nate he's our intelligence" he continued. Nate waved over at me and I smiled back turning my attention to the coffee machine in the corner. I started to turn it on lost in thoughts of the millions of questions I still had to ask. I didn't know what group my brothers were from, or where I was or what they would do with me once this was over. And I really didn't need my brothers being dead to add to my list of traumatic events.

 
"What the fuck are you doing" I heard the rumble of his voice as I was shoved out of the way. Coming back into reality I saw mr mean guy grabbing my coffee cup that was now overflowing and pulling it out of the machine. He was shirtless and he had tattoos covering his back and muscled tan shoulders.

He turned back to me and my eyes were level with his close chest. He had a large tattoo on the upper part of it and I felt uncomfortable again being this close.
"Are you stupid" he spits looking down at me
"I, I uhh" I didn't know what to say
"Come on Chase it was a mistake" I hear Charles argue. So the "boss's" name is Chase, thats one question answered.

"One any decently sane person wouldn't make" I hear Chase mumble before he turns around again to get his own coffee.

Getting annoyed I go to walk out of the room.
"Wait" Chase orders, annoyed tone still evident. I turn expecting an apology, but instead he says
"You need to eat, and change those shorts their way too short." he grumbles before walking out with his coffee. I follow his back with my eyes before continuing to walk out myself earning a sigh from Charles.

After an hour of sulking in my room, I look up to see charles entering with a plate. I sit up and watch him put down a plate of food, my stomach growling as if on cue.
Charles jumps onto the bed next to me belly flopping and relaxing in. I laugh at his current state, amused by the contrast of his cute face on his muscled body. He turns to me meeting my eyes

"Eat up then go to the basement for medical. I'd take you but we have a mission" he says with a glint in his eye

"Shame, ill miss you so much. Whats the mission" I ask sarcastically

"Nothing you have to worry about" He says as he slowly gets up and leaves the room.

"Cya later" Charles beams. His smile told me they probably wouldnt be murdering any family members on this mission, but trust should be earned not given. I had learnt my lesson for the most part now.

About two hours later I finally decide maybe I should actually go to medical. My neck hurts where Chase choked me and I don't want to get on his bad side again. He frightens me even though I try not to let on. I decided not to change my shorts because i'm not bothered to, Chase will probably be on that mission anyway. Slowly I walked through the house trying to find the basement entry. There were so many doors, it made me wonder where Chases room was, I couldn't imagine him sleeping. But that was a question to answer another time. I found the stairs near the furthest loungeroom.

The medical centre was a hallway with 4 glass wall rooms containing hospital looking rooms. I was met at the entrance by a middle age looking man. He looked nerdy but big and muscled like the rest of them, they really don't mess around here. He led me into a room with a luxury brown leather dentist looking chair in the centre, instructing me to sit as he went to his computer. He asked me a few questions about my health history and any conditions. I didn't have any, or any that I would let him know about that is.
"Ok today we will be chipping you, then ill check you over for anything else" he said looking at me

I started to shake my head as shock took over me. I'm not sure why I didn't expect this.
"No, sorry but you won't be chipping me anytime soon" I state back
"Chases orders, I just need to follow through" he pleads
"No" I say stronger than before.
The doctor picks up the phone and walks into the corner talking into it. If they think their doing that to me they can eat shit. Suddenly the door makes a locking sound and I become alert shooting my eyes to the doctor.
"Sorry it has to be this way" He says in an apologetic voice

I walk into a corner backing up to protect myself from whatever he means. The doctor continues getting his equipment ready, with what looked like a huge metal syringe. My heart started to pound when I heard someone coming down the hall. I look over when I hear the door swing open. Chase meets my eyes, his hair was sweaty and he looked tired and angry. Ok now Im freaking out they cant do this to me.
Chase stormed over to me grabbing my wrist and ripping me into him so that my back was against his chest. He held my arm with a iron grip with one hand and with the other he put it around my shoulder to grab my shirt and pull it up. I started to try to squirm out of his grip but he just held on tighter making it painful to even move.
"Ready" the doctor asked
"Nooo" I screamed back trying to push away
"Do what you need to do" Chase says to the doctor as he gets closer

My heart was beating out of my chest as Chase pulls my shirt higher, his thumb grazing my lower boob as he held it tight. I lean my head back into Chases shoulder accepting my fate. The doctor whipped the spot just under my boob and Chase leant his head close to mine. His hair tickling my ear as he whispered "Close your eyes, your fine" in my ear. I did as he said.

The syringe went into my skin before a loud click pushed a small tracking chip into the skin making me whine. Chase pulled me close before realising me as if nothing happened. I had marks where his hands held me and the spot the chip entered throbbed.

"Do whatever else you need to doctor" he says to the doctor before he left the room in a huff. Luckily for me the doctor let me off without a checkup.

I rushed back to my room allowing my tears to fall. The long walk earned me some stares from other men living there, especially a long one as I walked past Chase talking to someone. When I got to my room I didn't leave even when the sun went down. I allowed myself to lay in bed feeling the rush of emotions, I couldn't let them kill my brothers but they had me under their little thumb here.