Eyes of a Killer

Comfort

~ 1 Week Later (4pm) ~

Liliana's POV:

I didn't expect to wake up, really, nor did I want to. It isn't often that someone who's been through what I have and seen what I've seen... it isn't common for someone like me to want to live. I expected that, when I came home, I would be locked away in The Box for a long time, until I forgot what it was like to be a person, to be anything besides what he'd made me into; a shell.

But, waking up, with the unfamiliar feeling of IV cords and the dry throat, tired eyes and pain, the mind-numbing, blinding pain that was burning itself into my soul, it was hard to believe I was anywhere else but hell. It's not possible for me to go to heaven, because damaged, cynical human beings like me don't deserve nice things, as we'll tarnish them forever.

I felt tears stream down my face as my mouth tried to make a sound to alert anyone of my thirst. Ironic, that, after all of this torture and pain, the second I find myself with help; I die of thirst.

"Lily! You're awake! Nurse! Nurse, she's awake!" I felt the bed shake with the volume of that voice, so familiar to me that it, along with pain, has been etched into my soul, like the yin to my suffering's yang. My voice was so quiet, even I could hardly hear it in comparison to His.

"W-Wa... Water, p-please..." I tried to croak out.

As I couldn't summon the strength to sit up, I noticed that the bright light of the room was eclipsed by the dark silhouette of the voice's owner. If I could remember how to, I would smile, knowing that I wasn't alone.

"Shit, yeah, baby, here it is... I'm sorry!" I felt a drop of wetness on my face and suddenly felt mad, knowing that the precious liquid was now being wasted, instead of drank. Then, I felt the sharp plastic of a straw dig into my lips, until it fell between them. I drained the cup faster than I've ever done anything. I was still trying to drink from the empty cup when He took it away and refilled it using the jug next to my bed on the table.

"It's okay sweetheart, stay with me, I'm here now, everything will be okay." His soothing voice lulled me into a slightly calmer mood, which instantly turned sour when I jumped, due to the door to the room being rammed open.

The water was spilt all over me, another waste of precious liquid gold. I let a small sigh escape my lips as I felt the liquid fall through my clothes and onto the bed.

One of the loudest growls I've ever heard, vibrated the walls of the room, which made the intruder whimper and scuffle back, his shoes making an irritating screeching sound. I twisted my head towards the sound of the noise, only to see a wall of black fur, which was crouched in a protective stance towards the person who was huddled in the corner, its jaws snapping whenever the man moved, whom I presumed was a doctor, with the white coat. 

A giant freaking wolf was standing not 2 feet away from me.

I heard the piercing BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEEEEEEEEEEEEP of the heart rate machine, as well as felt the blood roaring through my ears as I noticed that this beast was so close to me, clearly dangerous and unhinged, with its matted fur and crazy, bloodshot eyes.

Everything seemed to happen in an instant from then on. One minute I was laying on the bed next to a giant wolf, then I was placed on the lap of a massive human, as he hummed soothing nothings into my ears, nuzzled, yes, nuzzled, into my neck, and patted my back. The doctor had straightened himself out, patted his coat down and slowly made himself over to me, trying not to further anger the person who was supplying a heaters' worth of warmth into my body.

I squirmed and struggled against the tightening hold of my heater, which only caused for him to tense and hold me closer, making small growling noises as I struggled harder.

"Leave us! She's fine, just startled." The person behind me bit out to the doctor. He seemed to check my face for any issues I would have, as I sagged in defeat against my captor and mouthed 'I'm fine'. Seeing none, he bowed low and took off, slamming the door behind me, causing me to flinch.

"I... What happened? I can't, s-sorry, I just can't r-remember how I got here..." I stuttered pathetically as I tried to turn towards the person I was currently perched on. The man rotated me, allowing me to confirm what I suspected all along.

Thaddeus, in all his powerful glory, was allowing me to use him as a heated chair, even going the distance to comfort me. I shivered when I felt him place a feather-light kiss onto my shoulder, which was exposed from this giant sweatshirt I was wearing... Wait!

"I took care of you, my love. I killed that man, your father." He spat as I shook with terror. "I took you back to my home and now I am going to cherish you, love you, take care of you for now until the end of time. Just like I should have from the beginning, instead of letting you get away." 

He killed him, just like that. The man that made my life agony. The man who had put me through shame and torture was now gone, and I wasn't even awake to know about it. I have never felt as weak and pathetic as I do now. I can't even save myself, instead I got someone else to do it. I knew he only meant to say it as a comfort, but it really made me feel like shit. 

Finished with my wallowing for now, I allowed my eyes to trace Thaddeus, checking for injuries. His wild, untamed black mop of hair looked like it needed a good wash. I sighed and took note of his constantly furrowed eyebrows, which I couldn't help but trace with my finger, feeling them smooth out. His piercing blue eyes growing darker by the second, never leaving me out of his sight, almost as if he was scared I'd vanish. I noticed that he now had a few days' worth of stubble, as well as bags under his beautiful eyes. There were tears that were pooling in his eyes, as well as tear tracks that had dried onto his tanned cheeks. It broke my heart to realize I was mad that I'd felt water on me when I'd awoken, as I now realized that it was his tears. Thaddeus had cried precious tears and god damn did it hurt to know it was all my fault.

A man this proud, this... Majestic, shouldn't look this broken. Almost as if it was him who had been through what I had. My eyes trailed throughout his body, searching for more signs of distress.

"You're naked!" I blurted, my cheeks flushing furiously as I struggled to regain my composure. Fear settled over me instantly, as I froze and became rigid under his strong grasp. I felt a chuckle, as well as Thaddeus' fingers lead my chin up so I can look him in the eyes. I managed to keep my gaze lowered to the small freckle he has on the bridge of his nose. I felt him sigh, as he realized that was all he'd get.

"I didn't have much of a choice, love. I'm fast, but even I can't get changed and then have you on top of me that fast after a shift." A shift? 

"If I scare you, I can find clothes. I mean, I'd wear some right now, but you're in my spare pare right now." I looked down and noticed that I was indeed wearing matching grey sweatpants under the shirt. Someone had changed me without my permission. I tried to tug the sleeves even further down, curling up tighter towards Thaddeus, so that I wouldn't be visible for what I was; a scarred disaster. He held me tighter for a second, probably thinking I was just cold.

He tried to pull the sleeves back up, which I fought relentlessly with, until he made a sound, a lot like a dog whimpering for its food. I shook my head as a silent 'no', as I already knew what he'd try to say. He eventually gave up and we resorted back to silence, the only sound was the comforting beat of his heart.

I knew I would have a lot of questions for later, but all the strength I had right now was going towards keeping my eyes open, and Thaddeus was making sure that I'd lose, as he kept humming and tracing nonsense patterns on my arms, until I eventually fell asleep, with my head tucked into the crook of his shoulder and his arm around me. I felt his breath fan across my hair, as his head was atop mine. I remember smiling faintly as I felt him peck the top of my head as his breathing evened out. 

"Sleep now, my love, nothing will harm you now that I'm here." He whispered, chuckling as I attempted to stifle a yawn. He held me tighter against him as I pulled the plain white blanket up to my chin.

I fell asleep knowing that, no matter what, I was safe.