Tanks princess

Chapter 3

Ouch... Everything hurts but at the same time everything is numb, does it make sense? Did I die? Oh no, I died. I try moving my left arm, but it is restricted by something, so I try with the other one arm, and I felt a ping of pain making me let out a whine like sound to scape my lips. I still haven't opened my eyes, scare of what death looks like, even though it felt like I was in a cloud, maybe I didn't go to hell.

"Darling?" A masculine gruff voice said from my right side. It sounded scarily close, and the voice was too deep to be an angel. Maybe God? Oh lord, I want to know but I am scared, what if I did die or if I am back with Him.

My breathing started getting harsher by the second and I felt myself start to sweat and lightly shake. The uncertainty of my situation was getting the best of me, and my fear of knowing where I was, was getting to me. Tears started rolling down my cheeks even though my eyes were close, but I refused to sob; he doesn't like when I cry, or scream. A beeping noise was going crazy beside me too and it did not help my situation. It just scared me further.

"Hey... Honey, open your eyes, you are okay. Do you hear me? You are okay!" The same voice beside me said, by every second sounding more desperate "Beast! Fucking call Doc in here, right now!" This time the voice sounded harsher and a whimper scape my lips and I squeezed my eyes. Suddenly I remember the reason why I got the energy to scape, and I opened my eyes wide and gasp as I sit up in what now I could see as a bed and brought my right hand to my abdomen area, looking around wildly while still struggling to breath, tears still cascading down my face.

On my right, on a chair beside the bed was a man, he had his hand extended toward me which got me shrinking waiting for the blow, but his hands stayed in place, like he wanted to touch me but didn't know where, his eyes looked... concerned?

What is going on? Where am I? Who is him? Is he bringing me back to Him? I don't want to go back! My head starting spinning over these questions and more, looking to my now aching right hand I saw I had a needle tape down and something in my finger. No, no, no! Without giving it to much though I used my left hand that was in a sling to ripe it out and take the thing off my finger, whimpering. I faintly heard the man beside me protest so I looked at him, only to see him getting closer and trying to take a hold of my hand. Out of instinct and fear I moved away from him not looking at the end of the bed, causing me to fall on my left arm causing me to let out a scream this time. That is when the door opened abruptly, causing me to freeze for a second and watch two more men walk in, both large and strong looking, those two looked down on me, causing me to pale and crawl my way to the corner of the room, covering myself and trying to look as small as I could. And in that moment, I completely broke down, exhaustion, fear, pain, and the feeling of failing scaping made me let out a loud sob as I started crying like I haven't in a long time.

"Hi... My name is Bryan but here they call me Doc" Another masculine voice, different to the first one said right in front of me, but it sounded soft and slow. Still crying, I looked up a little, just to see one of the two new men sitting three feet from me, with his hand in his knees. He didn't look as intimidating as he did standing up, but still he was way bigger than me, and Him, he could do worse than Him; His smile, though, made me frown, it was gentle and his eyes were telling me he was friendly, but he could be good at lying. When he noticed I was looking at him, he smiled a little more "You gave us a scare out there." My crying continued in silence, trying to listen to these men, when he saw I did not move or respond, but continued looking at him he started talking again "We found you outside, you are badly hurt, honey..." A moment of silence, waiting for something, and not knowing what he was waiting for made me tense up "I am a doctor, and I helped you with your wounds when you were unconscious, and I don't think is a good idea for you to be down here instead of the comfy bed right here." In a slow motion he looked toward the bed and looked back at me "We won't hurt you, let us help you up... Yes?" Again, in a slow motion he extended his hand toward me, with a hopeful look in his eyes. He didn't hurt me during his chat, he could of have just forced me to do as he wanted but he was giving me an option. I felt my shaking increase, doubting if he was trying to trick me into a trap to then get punished; I am not allowed to use a bed, not that kind of bed, but he didn't hurt me so far and doing a quick body assessment, my wounds were covered or looked like someone was trying to heal them correctly. That helped me made my mind.

Shaking I extended my arm toward his when I hear something behind him causing me to retract and cover myself in the corner once again. Behind Bryan the other two men were staring at me, but the first man was doing it more intensively.

"Hey, hey. It's okey, these two gentlemen behind me are Tank and Beast, they are friendly even if their names don't say so" Bryan said with his hand still extended and the same kind smile. I tried again to reach his hand, while keeping an eye in him and the other two in the room, which was proving to be hard, causing my shaking to continue. Bryan slowly wraps his hand on mine and approach me a little more making me tense "Don't worry, I am just trying to help you stand up" he said slowly, like talking with a scare animal. He was almost beside me; he was to close. My breathing pattern that was getting better, started irregulating again as he put a hand on my left side trying to help me up.

My wobbly legs were giving me a hard time, but he was calm and patient with me and helped me into the bed. Now laying down I took the comforters and put them all the way to my chin, needing, at least, that feeling of safety that we use to get as kid, hiding from the monster in our blankets. The other two men moved to the end of the bed as Bryan was looking at the needle I took off.

"Do you want some water?" The man who came with Bryan asked, and that was when I felt how dry my lips, mouth and throat felt. I was thirsty, more than thirsty, but what if they got mad because I asked for water?

Beside him, the first man looked into my eyes and nodded his head, trying to convince me that it was safe. I had nothing left to lose, no more energy or fight in me, so I nodded to the other man, and he walked out of the room a moment later.

"Alright, so it seems that you didn't like the IV too much, did you?" Bryan said with ease, he didn't sound mad nor happy, it was just friendly sounding. I looked back to the first man again, His icy blue eyes were looking at me, studying me, like if I was his prey, which made me nervous but not scared nervous. We hold our stares for a few seconds until Bryan started talking again "That one right there is Tank, he brought you here and made sure you were okay" he said while pointing at the first man, who gave me a weird small smile, my cheeks flushed as I looked down. "I need to tell you now, honey, you are in rough shape, and I am going to need to keep you with the IV, not only for you but for the baby as well" Bryan said and I looked at him with wide eyes, what if they were going to kick me out because they though I was a slut? Or they wanted to hurt my baby?

"We are not trying to hurt you; we want to help you" Tank said from the end of the bed. I am so unsure of what is going on, are they really nice? Not every man is like Him but, what if they are? He was nice at first too. My eyes watered and I started fiddling with my hands under the blanket and looking down. I tensed when the door opened again and who now I guess is Beast walk in with a closed water bottle. The bottle was sweating, clearly cold and out of the fridge making me feel thirstier than ever.

"Here you go" he said as he slowly approaches me, offering me the bottle. Looking at the three men I took an arm out of the blanket and cautiously I took a hold of the bottle, expecting it to be taken out of my reach any second, but it didn't happen. Looking at it I saw that in fact it was sealed, and my eyes watered again. Was this a joke? Giving me a water bottle that clearly, I wouldn't be able to open because of my left arm.

"What happened, darling? You don't want the water?" Said Tank from his position, looking at me with concern again. I nodded my head, and then shake it. Was it a trap? "Can you tell me what's the matter, baby?" My sad head didn't pay attention to how he called me; I was just focusing on the liquid gold in my hands that I couldn't access.

"I...I ca...can...can't open..." I said with my eyes looking down. My voice sounded foreign to my ears, extremely raspy and dry due to my lack of water or liquid in general. I jumped in my spot when I heard what sounded like a smack, but I didn't feel anything which made me look up, to see Beast caressing the back of his head while Tank walked slowly toward me.

He reaches toward the bottle, but I pulled it from his reach, I wanted my water, I needed it "I just wanna open it for you, baby" he said with a small smile on his face, his hand still out. I looked at his hand and face for a few seconds before I gave in and handed him the water that he quickly opened with a fast wrist movement and offered back to me. I felt his eyes on me as I slowly took the water bottle and started drinking from it at a fast pace, drinking all of it in ten seconds.

After drinking the water, I felt way better than when I woke up. Looking up Tank, Beast and Bryan were looking at me with small smiles, but Tank was also looking at me with pride in his eyes. I looked at him again and with a shy smile and a blush in my cheeks I said a faint "Thank you"