Angel In Disguise

five

angelica's pov - october 16th

I jolt awake feeling sick and nauseous. Crawling around to feel for the lamp but it falls beside me and the lightbulb shatters. My chest tightens and I can't breathe. I start crying not understanding why I feel so sickly. I've barely been eating so it's not food poisoning.

Before I know it the doors open with a thud and Abby is looking around wildly until her eyes land on my pathetic-looking body.

"What happened?" She asks before crouching down, swiping at the glass near my knees.

"I don't know... I fell asleep.. after putting that tampon in," I say shyly thinking about how she had to help me. "And now I don't feel good." I whimper as she puts one hand on my back and the other on my forehead.

"You're burning up. You should change the tampons every few hours or you could get toxic shock syndrome." But I can barely listen to her as I start dry heaving. Why are these used then if this could happen?

"Make it stop," I cry to her "Please." She looks at me with wide eyes and starts pulling at my pants. I grip her hands, freaking out.

"Relax just trust me, Angelica." She states firmly as she puts me back on the bed careful not to step on glass. All I can do is nod and hope she doesn't hurt me. This is so embarrassing but I need her right now.

She gingerly slips my pants and underwear off. I can't help but study her face as she nods at me and starts moving her hand down to my private area.

I twitch when I feel her place a hand on my inner thigh but we maintain eye contact. I don't know why I'm not looking away. Something about my frenzied state I'm sure. I can feel a tug and I hear a thud, leaving the tampon exposed and bloody on the floor.

She gets up and heads towards the kitchen, coming back with a broom and cup of water. She hands me the glass and with shaky hands I bring it up to my lips. Watching her spend a few minutes sweeping everything up. She ventures off to the bathroom, holding a new pair of underwear and panty liner visible on it. Abby ever so carefully slips them on my legs and gestures for me to lift my body.

After she slips my bottoms back on me, she stands there awkwardly as I rest my face in my hands. Anything to try and avoid eye contact but it's hard not to look at her when she stares right back into my brown eyes. After the water is all gone and we sit in silence I start to come to my senses.

"Do you need anything else?" She questions me, stepping forward and pressing the back of her hand to my head again.

I shiver, not used to having her so close to me with loving touches. I think about it, I'm sure I'm better but I want her here still. I shake my head ridding myself of the foolish thoughts.

"Okay, well you know where my room is. Goodnight Angel." I glance at her but she leaves quickly.

I lay back and ponder why it all had to be like this. She treats me like a captive of hers but lately, I can't help but think differently. Did she feel the need for revenge so strongly? Everybody is trying to survive another day.

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short chapter but i think it adds a lot of.... new vibes