Interlocked

7: it's raining tears

Tears were wiped from my face, by who I didn't know. The pain was less intense now, but I didn't want to open my eyes. It was shameful how I was injured, I should have been more careful while I was out there and brought my knife.

Weapons were allowed on the property, but many still snuck them along just to be extra careful. I could hear the door open and close, someone cleared their throat in an awkward manner. I could only assume it was a doctor as he started to talk about my injuries.

Opening my eyes, I could still see that my hands and most likely my feet were pitch black, meaning the bodies have not returned to the ground yet. Another thing to add to my list to do.

"It seems her ankle is broken, the wolf made sure to bite down hard enough so she wouldn't be able to get away. Her arm isn't broken but it will be painful for her to use those muscles for the next couple of weeks. Her powers are what saved her arm." As he says that I look at my arm and notice the bandages all over it.

Ryder notices I am awake and tries his best to smile at me. Tried is the word, you can still see the anger all over his face. He helps me sit up while the doctor excuses himself from the room. Bentley is sitting on the edge of my bed and Elliot is nowhere to be seen.

Bentley's hair and clothes seem to be in all sorts of a reck. You can see where he kept taking and flipping his locs across his head, his clothes are more laid back but wrinkled at the edges.

Ryder is no better, his hair is pulled back into a tiny bun and you can see where he has been performing magic. Many of his fingers are multi-colored and some even look burned. We all three look like a mess. My hair is still in its braids, falling to pieces, and my left foot is in a cast.

"Where is Elliot?" My voice is cracky from the crying most likely, they both don't seem eager to answer me.

"He captured the wolf and is questioning him currently." by the wince I heard in Bentley's voice I can tell it is a bloodbath downstairs. I'm sure their own blood lusts would love to take a turn but currently, I'm in need of help.

"While you were asleep Bentley and I went to work. I have been making potions to quell your night screams and Bentley when to talk to the Wise." I was more surprised by him mentioning I have night screams than anything else, but I didn't dwell on it. "The Wise are sending one of their own to come and talk here since you cannot walk. They will give us the answers we need before we leave in the next couple of days."

I tried to jump up from my spot on the bed only to be pushed back down my Bentley. I only huffed in annoyance and looked at him.

"Do not push me down, I need to go and shower if there are people coming. Who knows what was out there and how long I have been like this." They shared knowing looks and nodded. Bentley picked me up off the bed and carried me to the ensuite.

He placed me on the counter and looked at me with those bright silver eyes. "I will only do this if you are ok with it. I do not wish to force anything onto you but you will need someone strong to help you up and down, Ryder is not that." You could hear an argument leaving Ryder's mouth from the other room.

I only nodded my head at him since it seems my throat is quite sore from the screaming. Bentley helped me strip myself of my shirt, bra, and underwear, my pants being long gone since they were ripped and in the way of my ankle.

He only kept his eyes where they needed to be when helping me and then turned around to start the bathwater. He filled it with some soap in hopes of helping clean me faster. He then picked me up and put me on the edge of the bathtub.

Turning me around he also helped me undo the braids before setting me in the tub and grabbing the shampoo. I was quite thankful for him since I had to sit with my ankle outside the tube to prevent it from getting wet. He squeezed some of my vanilla shampoo into his hands and activated it.

I could feel his giant calloused hands work their way through my hair, all the while Ryder didn't make himself a stranger and walked into the bathroom. He asked if he could help as well, to which I agreed. He grabbed a washcloth and helped get the mud off my skin while Bentley washed the suds out of my hair.

It would have been quite nice if it wasn't for the broken ankle and all. Ryder left right after washing me and returned shortly with clothes and two towels. To make the process less awkward he brought one for my hair and one for my body.

Bentley pulled me out of the tub as Ryder pulled the plug and cleaned up. I quickly got dressed in the shorts and green oversized t-shirt Ryder brought me. While looking at it I had a sneaking suspicion it was his, although I didn't mind.

We had just got done fast enough for the Wise person to come. They came knocking on my door and Ryder answered it. In came an older woman with her white hair tied up in a low bun. Ryder gave up his seat to the women and just sat on the bed with us the other two.

Elliot was nowhere to be seen and I was starting to get worried he went on a frenzy. It didn't take long for the lady to grab my hand and start patting it. She looked up to me with her eyes closed and just smiled.

"Everything seems to be going right in your life, young lady. " I could only snort at her. "Everything is correct in your life and it is going on the correct path, this is your path, although it's not normal this is what it is meant to be." she patted my hand a couple more times before putting it down.

"But why does she have three mates? This is something that's very rare for us, nonetheless, and necromancer." Ryder had his serious leader face on when asking these very important questions for us.

"This is just the way your lives were planned. There is no real reason I could give you, young man." She didn't wait to be let out and let herself to the door.

Although we weren't really given a reason, I didn't really mind. I do think there was a lot she wasn't telling us but there is nothing I can do about that. We were all deep in thought when Elliot cracked open the door, pulling us to him. He seemed shattered, covered in blood and mud much like I was.

"Hey there bud. Too bad, you just missed the orgy..." I think I started choking on my spit, Ryder busted out laughing at the look on Elliot's face and you could even hear a chuckle from Bentley at the poorly placed joke.

edited 1/8/22 ;)

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If you look at the picture in the media box or the cover that is kinda what it looks like when she uses her powers. I kinda imagine it as her life draining from her to bring others to life.