Dreams

Chapter 6

Dior's body felt limp like her body was tied down. Her ears could hear the sound of beeping.

She didn't want to go back to the world. The one where she was alone. She wanted to go to heaven where her parents were. She whimpered as the beeping was getting more clear.

As she could feel the surface of a cloud. She tried to open her eyes, the feeling of bright light on her eyes. She squinted as she felt her body become more conscious.

Her stomach felt queasy. As she takes in her surroundings to be in a white room there are a bunch of weird things, especially one that was attached to her wrist.

There was a man with the same height as the calming man but more muscled. He has broad tapered shoulders and a powerful physique with defined musculature.

He has short reddish-brown hair that looks soft like rabbit fur. He has a stern face, serious blue eyes with rusty-brown brows, an angled chin, and a solemn expression.

His eyes shut in with small dark bags under his eyes. His calm breathing as he was sunken into his seat.

Next to him was another man with the same features as the one that called Sean on the first day of her cage.

But he looked different with the same tanned skin, short-cropped, sun-kissed blond hair, and cerulean blue eyes. It was either his style or his looks that told her that he wasn't the same.

This copycat had a different way of how he dressed. Right across from her is a man that was tall with dark hair hanging to his chin and dark eyes. Native features with tanned skin that was shining in the sun that was reflecting his face.

And last, the calming man was sitting in a chair at the end of the bed asleep on the bed. His glass slightly tilted incorrectly. They were all asleep.

What were they doing to her? What are they going to do to her? Were they going to hurt her? As the machine began to quicken its pace it woke them all up. The first to be the calming man.

"Hey, Hey, it's okay," he said, stepping forward as Dior curled into herself sitting up. He rushed over to her as he pulled her into a hug.

Making her head rest against his chest. His arms wrapped around her back. "Listen to my heart, yeah,'' he said calmly.

Dior panicked more, as she closed her eyes. Tear spiking in the corner of her eyes. Wrapping her arms around his waist, uncurling herself. Listening to his heartbeat. She listens to the unfamiliar beating but yet calming.

"Breathe in and Breathe out," Kota said calmly, as she exhaled. She let out a breath as she stayed in his comfort embrace. Wait, what is she doing? Why should she trust him? She pulled herself out of his embrace. Looking up to meet his eyes.

Backing up back into the edge. "It's okay, I'm Kota you can trust me," Kota said as she stared at his green eyes.

She edged to the bed. She looked at the other men. All of them awake in guarded but approachable posture.

"That's Axel over there, and Nathen, and Corey," Kota said as he noticed she looked at the other men in the room. He pointed to each one, as he explained. She was still in a tense position.

Keeping her eyes on him. "It, okay you can trust us like Luke," Corey said softly standing up. Dior perked at the sound of her companion.

Luke was quite silly; he kept rambling after they left. He told her about his half-brother North and pranks.

Whatever that was. "Yes, where his brother's," Axel's deep voice perked up. Brothers? They didn't look like they were related.

"Can you tell us your name Doll?" Axel asked to hope to figure out what her name is. Axel called her doll. She did look perfect but broken.