🖤 Emotions♟ | angst 💔 | Zosan 💚💛

9 | Scream.

Sanji felt himself lift before slamming onto the wooden floor. He didn't know how, but he was screaming, although he was more screeching than screaming. He felt arms cradle around him as he breathed heavily, barely being able to take in any air. Muffled voices floated in his ear, he couldn't exactly tell which was whose, but it didn't matter. The only thing that mattered to him at the moment was the excruciating pain in his neck and chest.

"Sanji! Calm down!"

Sanji felt blood drip from his mouth as inhumane noises came from the back of his throat. Someone swooped him off the floor before frantically hurrying to the medical ward. Sanji was kicking whoever had lifted him, trying to make them let go, but the arms were strong, and Sanji was very weak.

"God dammit, stay still you dumbass!" Sanji arched his back as he felt a large amount of blood stream into his lungs. The liquid fell out of Sanji's mouth like a waterfall, it must have been pretty disturbing to whoever was carrying him.

"What the fuck! Bloody hell, you really are falling apart!"

The voice became blurry and more of a quiet echo as Sanji slowly drifted away from consciousness.

...It...hurts...

...

"You really think it's due to trauma?"

"It's most likely... but I don't know how, Zeff seemed like a really great father."

"Zoro, may I ask who Zeff is?"

"When we recruited Sanji, he worked at a sea restaurant called the Baratie. He was rude to the customers unless they were women, first time I saw him, he was choking some Marine guy. The owner was Zeff, I believe he is Sanji's dad. Zeff was really supportive of Sanji when he left, and Sanji would always say that Zeff was his role-model. I don't exactly know what must have happened to him to make him like this..."

"Well, maybe they aren't actually related?"

"Could be.. He went off his head when Luffy told him about the brothers that were looking for him."

"Those three guys said they were part of The Vinsmoke family, maybe Sanji has something to do with Germa 66?"

"Maybe an ex-soldier? That would explain it, they probably treat their soldiers like shit."

"That makes sense, we should probably wait a bit longer to actually ask him about it."

"I highly doubt he will tell us, he's so bloody secretive about everything."

"Just give him some time Zoro,"

"Alright... come on Chopper, we should let him sleep."

...

Sanji's throat burned like a thousand fires and he could barely breathe, his body felt numb. He heard the voices from earlier, he wanted to say something but he couldn't. His body wouldn't let him. The soft bed felt like needles against his skin, he tried to get up but he wasn't strong enough.

Please...

Please just kill me,

It really hurts.

If I'm dead,

It won't hurt...

Right?

"Sanji, calm down! It's alright, I'm here,"

Hot liquid was pouring down his body and he could feel himself tossing and turning. Sanji could feel something soft wipe away the sweat from his forehead and arms trying to keep him still.

"It's alright now Sanji, you're safe with us." 

Sanji stopped trying to wriggle away from the persons grip. The voice was soothing and gentle, he felt more at ease.

"I'm not going to hurt you Sanji, I promise."

He promises.

How many promises would it take?

"Hey, it's alright. Don't cry," 

Sanji could feel himself being pulled into someone's lap and slowly rocked back and fourth. A large hand moved to his face, Sanji flinched. The hand didn't hurt him, but instead wiped away his tears.

"Chopper said that you damaged your vocal chords even more last night, he made some medication for you so that your throat hurts less."

Sanji nodded his head, even though it wasn't a question.

"Do you want me to help you take it, or can you do it by yourself?"

Sanji stared into blank space.

"Chopper didn't tell me you had brain damage as well.. here, open your mouth."

Sanji parted his lips a tiny bit.

"Wider."

Sanji open his mouth wider and felt something small enter his mouth.

"Don't bite down on it, just swallow it."

Sanji swallowed the small pill.

"Good job."

A large hand patted his head. 

"You should sleep,"

The person gently put Sanji back on the medical bed and proceeded to get up to walk to the door.

No,

Please don't leave me here.

Stay with me,

Please...

Sanji grabbed the persons hand weakly, making them turn back around.

"Okay, I'll stay."