Proving Her Wrong

Chapter 42

"Wake up Peanut," Nathan whispered as he entered the bathroom, "you need to get cleaned up."

"No," she mumbled as she tried to drift back to sleep.

"You have paint all over you Peanut," Nathan chuckled, "come on, wake up just enough for us to clean you up. I don't want to worry about you falling asleep in the tub."

"I'm up," she yawned as she felt him set her on the counter. "I want a shower instead."

"Alright," Nathan chuckled.

"You touch that handle and I'm going to be pissed," Gabe said as he came into the bathroom. "Have fun, Trouble?"

"Yep," she smirked.

"How's your hand?" Luke asked as he grabbed her shoes and slowly removed them.

"Fine," she whispered as her nerves started to race. "I um, can do the rest."

"No," Nathan growled gripping her chin. He looked into her eyes and inhaled softly seeing the confusion and fear started to swirl. "What's wrong, Peanut?"

"Nothing," she whispered too fast for his liking.

"Do you want me to go get Marc, Cupcake?" Luke asked gently. She looked past Nathan in shock making him smile, "It's okay if you want him, Alina. It doesn't hurt or anger us if you do. You have a special relationship with Marc, it's understandable if you need him right now. Now, do you want me to go get Marc for you?"

"Someone say my name?" Marc asked curiously as he entered the bedroom.

"Peanut needs you," Nathan smirked as he stepped out of the bathroom.

"Okay, I was about to head to the kitchen to make her a snack," Marc said as he walked over to the bathroom, "Hey Beautiful."

"We'll make it," Luke smirked. He kissed her forehead then followed Nathan and Gabe out.

"Come on Beautiful, let's get your hand wrapped then get you cleaned up," Marc smiled as he grabbed the shower bag Gabe had set out for her hand. "Are you excited about possibly getting the cast removed tomorrow?" he asked as he slowly pulled her shirt off. "Damn, they left such pretty marks on you," he whispered as he took in the claim marks on her collarbone and chest and breasts.

"Marc," she barely whispered as she moved to cover herself up. "Um..."

"Don't, Beautiful," he said catching her arms and moved them to wrap around him as he stepped between her knees. He held her for a few moments, "Don't let those nasty thoughts bother you, Alina," he whispered as he kissed the top of her head. "We aren't doing anything wrong, I promise and what do I say abut my promises?"

"You'll never break a promise to me," she whispered into his chest.

"Because?" He gently asked.

"I'm the most important person in your life," she whispered.

"Exactly," He smiled. He felt her sigh in relief into his chest as he kissed the top of her head again, "there's my good girl." She looked up at him and he smirked as he pushed a strand of hair out of her face. "Better?"

She nodded and hugged him tighter. "Thank you, Marc."

"You are very welcome, Beautiful. We love you, Alina," he smiled gently as he held her. "Are you ready to get cleaned up now?" She shook her head and he chuckled. "What if I join you? Will that work?" She nodded and he smirked, "You got it."

"Hey sorry, but you are actually fucking needed for an assignment," Gabe said as he came into the bathroom. "You, Brandon, and Raven are fucking needed. Axel's waiting to give you the goddamn information. It's supposed to be a quick one though, Axel's already told them we aren't fucking taking any more over nights or long ones anymore."

"Sorry, Beautiful, got to go," Marc sighed in annoyance. She nodded and he frowned, "Don't start locking down, Alina. You heard Gabe, it's just a quick one then we will be coming back to you."

"They should only be four or five hours tops, Doll," Axel said coming into the bathroom. "It's not a no communication one either so they can text you when they can. I told the Academy no more no communications assignments also. We aren't going to take anything that will mess with your anxiety, Doll. We aren't going to do anything that risks losing you, promise."

She shook her head and cleared her throat, "I'm fine, go do what you need to do." She gently pushed on Marc so he took a couple of steps back and she stood. Dropping her shorts she walked past them and stepped into the shower, closing the door behind her. "Go," she called out. "The sooner you leave, the sooner you can come back."

"Okay," Marc said looking at Gabe and Axel. Both nodded as Marc started towards the door. He stopped in the doorway and turned towards the shower, "Oh and Beautiful, when we get back, we will be discussing that phone call you took."