Master ♡-- Jake Seresin 'Hangman' x Dark Romance

Coma

Warning!! Chapter may contain consensual but rough sexual play, sexual submission, oral sex and extreme BDSM, sexual and physical violence.

Chapter contains elements of toxic relationships, so trigger warning for that.

Please do not read if you have a problem with anything above.

--- Rooster's Point of View ---

I was focusing on the flight, to be honest I wasn't exactly comfortable taking her in the condition she was in, she was hiding it but I knew that she was struggling.

"Are you alright back there? I'm sorry about the turns, the G forces cannot be avoided."

"Yeah, I'm okay, you are really flying smooth, thank you."

I could hear the strain and pain in her voice that she was trying to keep under wraps, it made my heart race and I suddenly felt more than a little bit uncomfortable.

"Alright we are going to be flying low and direct, drop the bomb on the target and we are going to get out of there."

"Sounds like a plan."

We kept on flying; we were getting closer.

"Rooster...don't hesitate when we get there, I'm going to need you to take the bulk of this."

I wanted to prove that I could be just as amazing and direct as Hangman, to do and a not think, she was my back seater, and my sole purpose was keeping her safe.

We started flying low, only a couple hundred feet from the ground.

"We are approaching target...left side and the pictures are set where they are."

I started to move the aircraft around in a bank, almost inverted.

"Hold it...hold it there" She muttered roughly. I did as she asked, and I stayed still.

"Target locked and daisy cutter on go, fly..." She cried.

"I'm sorry..." I muttered to her, I pulled up on the stick and leveled us out at our celling and started making our way back to the aircraft carrier.

"Is there anyone following us, they are going to notice that explosion."

I looked at my radar. "No one yet."

"Good."

Her tone of voice worried me.

"You alright back there."

"No..." She muttered.

"Amethyst..."

There was nothing, I grabbed a mirror and looked behind me, she was pale and she had passed out, the G Forces were to much for her.

"Shit hang on, I'll get us back."

After a while I looked back at her, noticing that she was pale, alarmingly pale, dread and worry started to fill me.

--- Hangman's Point of View ---

I was eating in the canteen on the base – the food wasn't good but I was to lazy to leave, they were a day or two out but I had nothing else to do until she got back home, after a moment I looked up, seeing the Vice Admiral standing there.

"Uh...hi..."

"Come with me to the flight room."

That worried me, leaving my food I followed him, when we were in there the shut the door behind me, then looked at me, I thought he was on the ship with her, I guess not.

"What is it."

"She passed out on the way back from the site that she bombed...the G Forces seemed to make her condition worse."

"Is she alright?"

"No, not really, she is being flown as fast as she could to the trauma unit, they are having trouble waking her up."

I felt anger come over me, I leaned against the next and put my head in my hands.

"She shouldn't have been on that flight..."

I looked up and he had the good sense to look ashamed of himself.

"Can I be taken to her when she get's here."

"Yes... we will fly you there to get you there quicker..."

I felt tears start to come to my eyes, and my heart started racing and I felt a tremor start to come in my chest.

"It's bad isn't it."

"She in a coma...the doctors say the outlook is grim."