BLEEDING

Ch-4- CHAOS AT BREAKFAST

                             "Donna! Are you okay? You need to go to hospital! Get up." Said Drake trying to stand Mary on her feet as she was shaking head to heels and was completely drenched in sweat. "I'm okay, just get me some water." said Mary. Drake walked out of the store room and reappeared with a glass of water after 2 minutes or so. Mary drank it in large gulps with shaking hands and pulled herself together while Drake watched her anxiously. She then got up and told Drake to sleep and went to her own room, walked to the bedside table and picked up what looked like to be a red diary and a pen and sat on an armchair near the fireplace. The fire was crackling merrily in it when Mary tried to touch it unconsciously but was spared the harm as the diary in her hand hit the floor with a thump. She picked up the diary opened it and wrote date and day. Then she wrote something entirely unusual that can be written as a diary entry....        

                           When she completed writing she changed into her satin night shirt and shorts, picked up a novel from a huge book shelf and got into bed and read it until the grandfather clock chimed. She looked up at the time, it was 3 in the morning. Mary closed the book got up and pulled a long satin shrug over herself and walked out of the room towards the store then she went down to the Hive where Sirius's painful screams and groans were still echoing. He was again tied by chains and was bleeding dangerously and his body was black and blue by this time. "Enough!!" said Mary sharply and the drones torturing him stopped at once. "Max carry him up." Max followed as she said and carried Sirius up to an empty room beside Mary's. "You can leave now and change the shift. Go take some rest along with everyone." said Mary. "But Donna what if he tries to run or harm you?" Max asked in concern.

                         "He's too injured to run... furthermore I believe that it was I who trained each one of you. So, I think I am enough to protect my own head if he does something stupid." snapped Mary. Max looked hesitant and wanted to say more but thought better of it. So he just nodded and left. Mary moved towards the bed on which nearly dead Sirius was lying unconscious. She slid away his bangs and stroked his hair then gently caressed his cheek and bleeding lips and checked his injuries he had lost a good amount of blood and there were minor swellings here and there indicating cracked bones due to iron rod. She then brought essential first aids and wiped blood, sweat and dirt off him, got him changed, did his bandage, plastered his fractures and did his blood transfusion all alone by herself. It was nearly 5 in the morning when she was done with the treatment. 

                                          She went to her room and slept in calm until she was shaken awake by a puzzled looking Ashley who looked like she ran here halfway through her skincare. "Whassa matter?" asked Mary groggily rubbing her eyes. "What on earth is he doing here? Up in the mansion? Have you lost it Mary? What if someone gets to know who we are or....or what if they know we are hiding the God damn leader of THE 7? " Ashley blurted out stressing each syllable. "Ash, you don't have to worry. Everything is and will be alright. Just don't panic and please wash your face, the aloevera's smell is getting stronger and stronger." said Mary pinching her nose. "Oh, okay alright." retorted Ashley. "See you at breakfast." said Mary as she headed to wash up. Down at the dining table everyone took their seats and started eating when suddenly Mary asked Drake to bring Sirius.

                                       Drake was bewildered at this but he did not object and brought Sirius who looked a bit better and healed than before although was unable to stay still on his feet. "Drake, please seat him." said Mary and Drake followed. "Would you please bring the porridge I made."  Mary ordered a servant casually but others at the table knew this was no near to normal. Ashley even choked on her juice but was patted on back on time by even more confused looking Drake. Mary never cooked something for someone other than them and especially for the people she wanted nothing but dead, this was definitely not normal! Sirius, however was stressing on things other than Mary's cooking habits. He was suspicious at the care and treatment he was receiving and was even more puzzled at the confused looks on other faces. The servant served porridge to Sirius.