THE BROKEN FELINE

Chapter 26

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Sheylyn's POV

I woke in a white room, not a single color to be seen. Nash was holding my hand his head resting against my shoulder. We were cuddling and it made me blush.

Remember this will end. Soon. She whispered.

Shut up I thought hoping she heard, wherever she is.

I woke Nash up, hoping to get him to get me out of here.

"What is it?! Do you need water? Here's water!" He hands me a glass full of clear liquid. "Are you hungry? I'll go get food!"

He dashed out of the room and I sigh, I'm not hungry- well I am but I don't want to eat, I could get too...more bigger.

I sip on the water and hear Nash run up the stairs, "Here you go, I hope it's enough. Are you ok? Do you need a pillow? I'll get you a pillow" he tries to go get a pillow when a catch his wrist.

I shake my head no. He furrows his brows and I pat the space between us. He lays down and I grab his hoodie string. Pulling until it's all out.

"What are you doing?" He asks watching me tie our hands together.

I want-no need to talk to Nash, so we have to hold hands for a week straight.

Nash read my mind and he sighs a "ohhhh...soooo you wanna?" He wiggles his eyebrows. 

He's only horny he doesn't actually want to make LOVE to you he just wants to fuck you.

Ouch. I start to tear up, thinking about if she was right.

I am right. Think about it. Why would he want you?

I start to ball and Nash panics. He calls the doctor and says sweet nothings into my ear.

I'm so weak. How can he love me?

How could anybody love me. I'm so pathetic.

Nash growls and hugs me closer to him. My face against his chest.

"Don't you ever think that! Damnit! We were doing fine! You were gonna get your voice back and I was gonna get you back!" His wolf token over.

He is saying that as if when you aren't talking you aren't actually here. Your dead to him until you talk.

"Stop!" I try to yell hoping to shut her up.

Nash gives me a questioning look and yells again. I don't-no can't listen to him.

She is too loud.

He doesn't love you when you Can't talk. When you couldn't touch all he wanted to do was fuck you not make love to you!

She is so loud.

"Stop! Please stop!" My hoarse, broken voice screams out repeatedly.

The doctor comes in and gets a needle ready. "Pin her down!" He yells to Nash.

He never did love you!

I feel Nash pin me down reapeadingly saying sorry. The doctor grabs some shiny stuff and collects it in a needle. "I'm sorry, so sorry" Nash whispers as the doctor gets closer.

I hate needles. I thrash about not wanting to be stabbed with that medical poker.

"NO!! ALL I WANT IS FOR IT TO STOP!!" I attempt to scream as Nash pins my arm down so they can get that shiny liquid into my body. 

He injects the needle in my arm and my world slowly goes black. 

"I'm sorry. Shhh I'm sorry" Nash whispers to me while all I think about is her voice.

Why?

She doesn't answer and I start to swirl into darkness.

But before I pass out I can hear her say one word. Pathetic.

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Nash's POV

"What is happening! Who did this to her!" I yell hoping to get the doctor to tell me who did this.

"I don't know!" He yells in frustration. He is checking her, making sure there is nothing physically wrong.

"She seems perfectly fine physically. So I'm gonna check her mentally health."

He does his thing as I watch her sleep. Her chest rising and falling. Her eyebrows furrowed and her lips puckered up. And I love the way she mumbles once in a while in her sleep. It makes me love her even more-if that's possible.

"Alpha?"

"Yes?"

"Has she...been acting... I don't know...different at all? Anything could be something." He forties his eyebrows.

"In fact she has..." I think back to when we were in the car.

"I think there is something mentally wrong with her" he says concerned.

Great now she has to go to a therapist.

The doctor reads my mind, "Instead of a therapist she can come see me"

I think that is so much better. "Can I come as well? You know to make sure I know what's going on."

"If she wants you to be there then yes you can but... If she doesn't you have to give her space. Ok?" He looks me in the eye.

I sigh I don't like her keeping things from me but if this is gonna help her then I'll have to deal.

"Fine. Wait! What about her talking and holding hands for a week?"

"We will start next weekend. Is this fine?"

"Ya..." I don't like this but it will help her.

I hope.

Sorry it's sort.

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