Bound Together

Chapter 8

Nyla's pov
Noah rushes over to them and helps Damien bring him over to the island. They lift him up and place him on top of it. "Where's your medical kit?" I ask, my father sometimes let me stitch up the wounds that were too deep so I became a pro at stichting and dressing wounds.
"Underneath the sink."Damien rushes out. Running to the cabinet I grab the kit and rush back to jack.
"I need you to take off his shirt. Get me some paper towels, rubbing alcohol and if you don't have that regular booze will work too." I spoke keeping my voice calm and cold.Noah nods his head rushes off to go get what i asked for and damien takes off jacks shirt.
"Here you go." Noah says putting all of the stuff on the counter.
"Thank you."I replied. I waste no time getting to work. I wet the towel with the rubbing alcohol and clean the wound, Jack hisses at the stinging pain. After the wound is clean I grab the stichting kit and sew the wound up, once I'm done with that I put a bandage on the wound. "I need antibiotics." i say. Damien walks off to go get them. Noah stands on the other side of Jack holding his hand, I know he's worried out of his mind about jack. "He's gonna be okay, noah." I say to try and soothe them.
"I know. Thank you for helping him." he whispers. I can see his body shaking with anxiety and my heart hearts for him.
"Of course, noah." I say. Damien comes back with the medicine and a glass of water. "Thank you." I say to Damien and he nods silently saying your welcome. "Jack, I need you to slowly sit up so that you can take this medicine to prevent any infections." Damien and Noah help sit up and I hand the water and pills to him. He swallows it down like a pro.
"Thank you princess." Damien says and kisses my forehead and my heart swells with happiness. I nod my head.
"So what happened?" I ask.
"We were talking to one of our drug dealers and a black suv drove by and started shooting at us. I got hit and so did the dealer. He's dead. Damien and I ran for cover and they sped off before either of us could get a good look at the license plate." Jack grumbles.
"Do you think it was the germans?" Noah asks.
"Most likely." Damien replies.
"Jack, you need to lay down and rest. You are not to work for the next five days. You need to rest and your body needs to heal, I really don't want to have to redo your stitches because you didn't listen." I Command.
"No fuck that i need to work." Jack argues.
"Maybe you didn't hear me. You. are. Not. working. For. the. Next, five. Days. Am I clear?" My voice is so cold and commanding it even surprises me. Damien and Noah smirk and Jack pouts. "Bed now." He grumbles and slowly slides off the counter. Noah is immediately by his side and they walk off. "And no sex!" I shout. Jack flips me off and Noah laughs. 
"Where did you learn to do that princess?" He asks. I can't tell him the truth not yet.
"I had to do it for my dad and his friends a lot." I lied.
"Mmm" He hums knowing that i'm lying.
"I'm going to go shower." I say.
Okay princess. Do you want me to sleep with you again?" He asks. I want to say yes but I don't want to be a nuisance and I'm sure he misses his own bed.
"No it's okay." I replied.
"Okay, if you need anything princess let me know." He says and kisses my forehead.
"I will, goodnight damien." I say and stand on my tippy toes and kiss his cheek. His face turns bright red and I giggle and walk away.
   Stepping into my room I sigh in relief that was so stressful. Stripping my clothes off my body I step into the bathroom, turning the shower on that sent from the heavens I step into the hot water. The makeup that covers my skin flows down the drain taking my disguise away. I lather my thick hair with shampoo and clean my body. After I've cleaned myself of the day's craziness I step out of the shower I walk over to the mirror. My scars are now visible. I study the thousands of scars that cover me. When I was stitching up Jack saw that he too had a bunch of scars and they just made him even more attractive. Opening the cabinet doors I reapplied the makeup giving me back my disguise. I walk to the closet and throw on an oversized t-shirt. After I'm dressed I lie down in the bed and turn the magic box on. I put friends on and get comfortable. Not long after I put it on I fell asleep.
   I have no idea what time it is when I awake but it's still dark out so I know it's not morning time. Sighing I crawl out of bed and walk to the kitchen to get a glass of water. As I'm pouring my water someone clears their throwing making me jump back and drop my water making the glass shatter and land in a thousand pieces.
"Shit!" I shout.
"I'm sorry princess, I don't mean to scare you." Damien says.
"It's okay." I replied. I grab a bowl and a paper towel to clean up the mess.
"Stop, I've got it princess." He commands.
"No it's okay I made the mess, I'll clean it up." I say.
"I said I've got it princess and technically it is my fault it happened in the first place. I was the one who made you drop it." he says pulling me off the ground and carrying me over to one of the chairs. He walks off and when he comes back he's got a broom and dustpan in hand. I watch as he cleans up the broken glass and once he's done he walks back to me. "Come on princess, let's get back to bed." I nod my head, too tired to argue. He lifts me up and carries me to my room. He sets me down on the bed and walks to the other side and slides in next to me.
"You don't have to sleep with me." I whisper.
"But I want to, princess." He whispers back. I nod my head against his chest and I fall asleep to the sound of his heartbeat.