Wingless ~Book Two of Winged~

Feels Right

No matter what I said and argued about with him, Michael would not let me see Dominic or anyone in fact all day. I told him I just wanted to thank Dominic and he absolutely refused. What is his problem?

"Good night." Michael smiles and slowly shuts my bedroom door, leaving me in the darkness of my room. Finally, the day seemed to go buy at a snail's pace. I wait an hour or so after I hear Michael shut his bedroom door before I slowly and carefully slip out of bed and lean against the wall until I get my balance. When I get my balance, I slowly and quietly leave my room. Even slower, I go down the stairs and across the entryway to the front door. Once at the front door, I click the lock open and slowly open the door to keep it from creaking. Once outside, I regret not grabbing a hoodie as I walk barefooted across the lawn, shivering. I need to find Dominic. I am almost across the yard when I suddenly get light headed and black spots begin to fill my vision.

I am lying on the floor of the cell, a coat of sweat covers my skin and my clothes are covered with a dark brownish color. My own blood. Eli hasn't came in a while, maybe a couple days, and I wonder what he will do when he finally does come. I stare off into space and a passage suddenly forms on the wall and I figure it's Eli. Someone familiar stumbles out of the passage and it disappears quickly behind him. Dominic. If I was just beaten by Eli and barely conscious, I would of probably thought that it was Eli. Dominic looks confused by his location and looks around until his gaze lands on me and I feel a small emotion tug on my heart slightly.

"Trinity..." At first he looks shocked and then concern takes up his entire face as he quickly comes to me.

I slowly come to consciousness and barely open my eyes to look around. Black granite walls and floors. Candles. Black silk. Dominic's house. I slowly sit up and notice I am wearing a dark grey zip up jacket that is a couple sizes too big and the pajama shorts I was wearing when I snuck out of the house. How long have I been out? The door opens and Dominic quickly walks in with a mug of steaming liquid. He glances at me as he sets down the cup of hot tea.

"You scared the shit out of me you know..." Dominic comments and sits on his bed beside me. "I was walking around the block, keeping watch, and I was almost to your house when I saw you lying by the sidewalk. What were you doing that late? Surely Mihael didn't let you stroll out of the house since he won't even let Etheriel or Nathan in the house." He scans my face and then my body.

"I was looking for you..." I say quietly. A hint of confusion crossed Dominic's eyes before he smirks slightly, tilting his head.

"Me?" He leans toward me a little.

"Thank you... for saving me from Eli." He goes serious again.

"You shouldn't be thanking me..." He stands suddenly. "I should have found you sooner." He starts walking toward the door. Feeling the need to stop him from leaving, I quickly stand causing pain to shoot up my back. I scream in pain and drop to my hands and knees in pain. Dominic spin on his heels and runs to my side.

"Trinity?!" He tries to help me up, but in the process he puts a hand on my back and I cry out again, trying to get away from that hand. I feel blood soak through the bandages. Dominic moves his hand and carefully helps me up and sits me back on the bed. He unzips the black hoodie and I painfully slip my arms out of the sleeves. Dominic eyes the bandages that are showing some from my tank top and he reaches for the hem of it. I turn and sit cross legged on the bed with my back facing him. He lets out a loud breath as he pulls the tank top over my head and then carefully unwraps the bandages. When the bandages are off, I can feel Dominic staring at my back and I feel strangely okay with him looking at my bare body. I jump when his hand gently touches my back.