The bodyguard

Day 483

483 that's how many days I have been here. Waking up in the same dark dirty room every morning. I miss the sun that feeling it gives like a warm hug, this room is haunting like the walls have absorbed the sounds of my screams and no matter how much bleach they use my blood still stains the concrete ground. It reeks of old blood and mold. At first the smell nauseated me but now I've grown accustomed to it. There are 38 tiles on the ceiling every day I count them, it's a good distraction my escape from reality. Then there is the wall that my bed is attached to there are 483 streaks of blood one for every day I've woken up here. I lay in my blood stained bed counting the ceiling tiles
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3
I hear footsteps
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I know they are coming for me
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9
I wonder how a person can enjoy inflicting so much pain on another person
10
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They are right outside the door
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The door slowly opens
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17
I keep counting until I hear I familiar voice. Not one of the 7 circles but someone else. I set up and I recognize him I was worried I'd forgotten what he looks like...my dad
"Dew drop?"
He mutters how I missed that nickname. He called me that because my name means "night rain" god how I loved the rain. Just like my mother, we used to dance In the rain together. I stand up my legs wobbling a little. I wrap my arms around myself looking at the ground. I was his little girl his dew drop I hoped he would never have to see me like this. I felt his arms wrap around me. I squeezed my arms between us to cover my face with my hands. He was crying, my dad the mafia boss of the red deaths is crying. I've only seen him cry once and that was when my mother died from cancer. I couldn't help it tears silently fell from my face soaking my hands. There was no way this was real, maybe they where trying a new torture method with hallucinogenics. I kept spiraling until he spoke again
"Dew drop, let's get out of here"
I nod still covering my face. He separated from me holding out his hands. But I couldn't move I was frozen.
"Dew drop, look at me please"
I take my hand away from my face and he gets to see my face fully for the first time in 483 days. He caressed my cheek.
"My beautiful dew drop. Can you stand?"
I nod again and grab his hand and he pulls me off the floor. He picks me up in his arms I was so zoned out I couldn't focus. We walked through the halls I've never seen the lights where hurting my eyes. It was so very dark in that room. He went through a big fancy door and there it was the outside the sun.
"Put me down"
I muttered my voice sounding hoarse. He gently put me down and I spread my arms absorbing all the sun.
"I haven't felt the sun in 483 days"
I spin In a circle relishing in it.
" oh dew dr-"
He got cut off by yelling
"AMAYA!!"
It was my older brother Leon and the rest of the members. I got started and flinched at the yelling. They ran to me so fast. My brother got to me first he picked me up spinning in circles. He puts me down and grabs my shoulders and holds me at arms length.
"Are you ok? Are you hurt? How do you feel?"
I stood for a second then I hear another voice my best friend and one of the members Clara.
"Geez Leon don't bombard the girl"
She hugs me gently. Then pulls away.
" I'm glad your ok. We thought you might be dead"
I glance around Clara, Leon, and some of the older members are crying.
"I'm ok guys but I should probably get to a hospital"
Dad starts to nod he waves his hand and an ambulance that was hiding near by comes closer. They pull out the gurney and Leon helps me into it.
"I'm going to ride with her the rest of you meet us at the hospital"
Dad says everyone nods leon is just staring at me. As if he is scared if he looks away I'll disappear again. I hate that look but I know he blames himself, because he was with me that day. I wrapped my arms around myself again staring into my lap. It felt like I was spinning my body felt cold. My eyes slowly drift shut.

Christian delmonte pov
My dew drop was safe. I was starting to lose hope on finding her alive. I watch as she zones out in the ambulance. I want to take it all away all the pain she feels I can't even imagine how she is feeling. I stare down at her as I see her eyes close.
"SHE IS FLATLINING"
The emt yells. They cut her shirt open and I can see all the marks and scars. Cuts, burns, even bullet wounds I was livid I wanted to burn the word for what they did to her. They shock her once and her heart starts again I grab her hand desperately. I can't believe she is really here. We pull up to the house we decided to just bring her to our hospital wing at the mansion instead of a hospital it's safer for her. They bring her in and I sit in the living room waiting for word
-2 hours later
I hear the door open behind me and I quickly stand. It's the doctor.
"She will be ok. She is suffering from severe low vitamin D, malnutrition, dehydration, and she had a bunch of fresh lacerations on her back like she was whipped within the last 6 hours so she has severe blood loss."
He concluded I sat back down covering my face with my hands. Who would do this to my dew drop, my beatiful baby girl...

Amaya pov
I woke up suddenly and shot up rapidly looking around the room not knowing where I am my breathing became rapid uneven. Clara came into The room. She sped to me grabbing my hand
"Maya, maya, breathe honey"
I try to focus on my breathing inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale. Once my breathing is calm I speak
"Where am I Clare?"
"Your in the hospital wing at the mansion honey your heart stopped"
I let go of her hand and crossed my arms.
" I don't want to be here I want to go to my room"
"Ok honey I'll get the doctor to come talk to you. Ok?"
"Ok"
She left the room. I take a deep shaker breath running my hands through my hair. Screw this I thought yanking the IV out of my arm. I stood up taking a second to acclimate and sneaked down the hall and up the stairs into my room. Seeing it made me sick it was so pink, bright, and shiny this wasn't me anymore I was damaged and broken. I was tired so very tired. I crawled into the bed facing away from the door curling into a ball and I fell asleep. I woke up shortly after I shot up it became painfully obvious that sleep was going to be an issue I've been having nightmare for awhile but I thought I would be better when I got out I was wrong. I went to the closet grabbing some shorts and a baggie sweater. I walked to the bathroom I glanced in the mirror for a second and decided it would be better to not look. I shed my filthy clothes and hopped in the shower it felt to good how I had miss this. It was almost impossible not to get lost in my thoughts as I watch dried blood was off me. I punch the tile over and over and over until I was satisfied blood dripping from my hand. I finish up and get dressed. I wrap my arms around myself and walk out of the bathroom. some guy I didn't recognize and a doctor where in the room. I step back startled.
"Who are you?"
He sat on the end of my bed leaning back on his hands
"Your dad hired me to be your personal body guard. My name is Elias, but you can call me eli. Nice to make your acquaintance princess"
He lazily rolls his head to the side giving me a sly smile. I scoff and roll my eyes.
"You might want to leave."
The doctor said towards Elias
"Why is that?"
He cocks an eyebrow at the doctor
" because I need to treat her wound so she needs to undress"
The doctor glared at Elias and pointed to the door. I liked her I'm glad I have a female doctor.
"I'll be right outside the door"
He stood up exiting the room. When he left the room I pulled my shirt over my head holding it over my breasts and sat on the edge of the bed. I lean forward so she can see my back. She grimaced just seeing it.
"Any pain?"
"Ya" 
I mumbled she started medicating the wounds I let out a small yelp. I also had some fresh would on my lower arms and stomach. She bandaged me up I looked like fucking Frankenstein. Then she noticed my hand she looked at it then at my face I avoided eye contact.
"I'll just clean that up for you as well"
She bandaged it then spoke again
"Your suffering from severe lack of vitamin D, malnutrition, and dehydration. I'll be here every few hours to switch your IV bag stay in bed doctors orders"
She smiled at me and I nod. She then left the room. I was alone again that's good I'm used to alone I like alone. I hated this the way everyone looked at me like I was going to shatter into a million pieces. I wanted to curl up into a ball and disappear.