COD, Bitches

4. Koko&Ghosty 'Save me' *Dramamatic fainting* also angsty Koko

I twisted in my chair as the man spit on me. "We'll be back tomorrow" he promised and I stayed quiet. My left eye had completely puffed up my whole body was numb from the daily beating.

But I had it. I could get home. I waited for quite awhile before pulling my wrist free of the rope I had loosened days ago. I grabbed the phone that I was sitting on. I had snatched it from one of the men. I quickly turned it on and went to the key pad and dialed the first number that came to mind.

I quietly pressed it to my ear and begged he had his on. That he would answer an unknown phone number. Please. Please. "Hello? Who is this?" I heard Konig's voice and I felt so relieved I might cry.

"Konig. Its Wren. I don't have long. I need. I need help," I said quietly. "What? Where the hell are you? We thought you were dead?" He shouted and I couldn't help but smile. That's why they hadn't found me.

"Please Konig just listen. I was taken. Abducted. I stole this phone they have my underground somewhere. You gotta get me out of here," I pleaded.

"Yes yes, schatz were tracing the call now." He assured me. A few tears fell down my face as I sat there half tied to a chair talking to him.

"Wren?! Whats going on? Where are you?" I heard Ghost and Price now as well. "I'm ok. I'm ok. I just need you guys to come get me out of here," I told them.

"Its been a month. I told you she wasn't killed," Ghost grumbled and I smiled. "I'm not sure when they'll be back. How close are you?" I asked worried now.

"We've got your location. We'll be there in a few hours. Just tell them what they want to know. We'll figure it out afterwards" Price told me.

"Were comin for ya Wren" Konig assured me. "Copy that," I let out a breath and then I heard foot steps. "Don't do anything stupid, I-" I hung up the phone and tried to hide it, but not before the man walked in and saw me.

"Making phone calls are we?" He looked pissed. Beyond pissed. "They didn't fucking answer!" I let out a sob and threw the phone on the ground with my free hand.

The man grabbed my hand tying it back to the chair so tight my fingers were turning purple. "So sad. Wanna give up now?" He hummed pushing his face close to mine and a few more tears slipped down my face.

I pulled my head back and he grabbed my neck squeezing it tightly. "Sick little bitch" he spit and I closed my eyes.

-time skip-

It was now the middle of the night. My nerves had me up. My entire body was fucked but I couldn't sleep. I was just waiting. Waiting for anything to happen. That's when I heard it. Gun fire.

I picked my head up and my muscles ached as I yanked on the rope. "Wren!" I heard shouting and more gun fire. "I'm down here!" I screamed as I tried to move at all but I couldn't.

Seconds passed and the door was kicked open. "What in the bloody hell," Ghost appered out of the dust and looked over to me. I had never been more happy to see that skull mask.

"Ghost" I breathed out and he raced over to me. "Is everyone ok?" I asked in a hurry as he cut the ropes on my wrists. "We're all fine. It's you were worried about," he grunted cutting the ropes free from my legs.

"Yes. Yes I'm good" I smiled and as I pushed myself up I had forgotten somthing. My leg. I gasped as I put to much pressure on it and fell. Ghost caught the back of my shirt wrapping his arm around my wasit.

"My leg," I winced holding it now. "Whats wrong?" He asked sounding pained. "They broke it. It's been. Hell" I took in short breaths and he picked me up off the ground.

-time skip-

"No your not fucking going with a broken leg," Price rolled his eyes as me and I threw a hand up. "What the hell is the point of me being here then?" I demanded.

"Cool it private" Konig warned. "I'll keep ya company here. It's just a recon," Konig told me and I rolled my eyes again and went back to my room.
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"Konig" I winced seeing his puffed up eye. "Don't worry," he shrugged and his mask was soaked in blood.

"Konig. Can you take it off," I asked as I grabbed gauze and other things for him. "Take it off?" He questioned and I looked up at him. "Your mask," I told him and he looked to the side.

"I promise I won't tell anyone, but you need some help. Let me help you," I pleaded and he breathed out looking at the ground now.

I walked over to where he was sitting and put my hands on his shoulders. "You know I won't care what's under there. I just want it help you," I told him seriously and I heard him laugh.

"Miene schatz," he grinned and looked up at me. My cheeks turned red and he lifted his hands up. He took his helmet off and then his mask. My breath hitched as I saw how bad it was.

"Oh Konig," I grabbed his chin, turning his face. I grabbed the wet rag and he placed his hand on my wrist carfully. He had cuts everywhere. His left eye puffed up. He had a serious gash on his forhead and neck. His one green eye looked up at me as I cleaned the cuts.

He had a few deep scars that he had gotten long ago. One that went down his lip, splitting it a few inches down. "How bad is it?" He asked and I shook my head.

"You look good," I tried to assure him and he laughed and then winced. "Just keep still," I grabbed his face again and he leanded back in the chair.

After awhile I had my knee inbetween his legs and one hand behind his neck. The other still wiping off dried blood. I had given him a few stitches and he was quite almost the entire time. He winced quietly occasionally, but other than that.

"Are you almost done?" He asked and I nodded, not wanting to break my concentrate. "I feel naked," he commented and I put hand hand on his cheek as I stitched his forhead.

"Its only me in here. You're safe," I told him and he let out the air in his lungs. "Wren," he winced and I pull the thread tight and cut it off.

"There. Were done," I went to stand up but his hands went up to my wasit. "Konig" I gasped a little shocked. He squeezed my waist and kept me in place between his legs.

"Please, this stays between us," he looked up at me and I nodded. "Konig. Of course. I won't say anything. To anyone," I shook my head and he looked at the ground for a moment.

With one hand still on my wasit and grabbed the needle and bloody rag from my hand and set it down. He stood up putting his other hand around my waist.

"Konig what are you-" I stopped as my back hit the wall of the small infirmary. I looked up at him as he had his head tilted down. He had dried blood all over him and his dirty blonde hair fell in front of his eyes.

"You promised you wouldn't tell, about anything," he prefaced and I had my mouth slightly agap. My breath hitched as I had my hands pressed to his chest. "This never happened," I spoke in a whisper and he smiled. Konig smiling.

His eyes squinted and he leaned down the foot or so to reach my face. His lips brushed against mine for a moment before he kissed me. I still had my hands on his hard stomach as he had his hands around my waist, pulling me closer.

"For the record, I think you're quite handsome," I told him, and he smiled as his cheeks blushed.