Blue Eyes Ransom

Chaper 6- Perfect

I felt weird.

First, Blake carried me to the bathroom to clean up. I looked up at him strangely. "I can't stand by myself," I whispered, looking down at my purple feet.

"I know." I looked down at me with piercing eyes, telling me he had a plan.

I gasped and began to squirm. "Please, no!" I whimpered.

He chuckled softly setting me on the edge of the tub. "No, I would never Jordyn. Benny, though, you may have to watch out." A chill ran down my spine when he brushed my hair behind my ear. "A lot of dry wounds... Not really properly dressed. Let me..." I swear I turned a thousand shades of red when his fingertips gently probed around my face. First, they checked a black eye I apparently had. "The swelling has gone done. Color, perfect shade of tan."

Wait... Did he say perfect?

He then touched a deep gash on my forehead. "That could take a while to heal. He hit you real bad." I shook a little as I sat there awkwardly, him touching my face with those gentle fingertips. I felt them drag down to my lips. I probably was going to explode. He kept them there, his blue pools of death baring into my soul. "So perfect..."

I looked away at one, tears welling up in my eyes.

"Shhhh, princess, it's alright." He began stroking my face, his fingertips ending at my chin and pulling it to look at him. "Look, I'm gonna get you all cleaned up, then were gonna fix you. You can be all pretty again." He smirked and started to pull my face towards his.

I yanked away with a gasp. "Get away from me!" I almost shrieked. I winced, thinking he'd do something to me for revenge of rejecting him, but instead, he nodded. I felt a wet cloth then pat down on my forehead. Looking over, I saw Blake, cool as a cucumber, attending to my wounds like nothing happened. He took the cloth and dunked it into the water filled tub, and brought it back to my face., pausing at the eyes, which made me a little scared since I couldn't see him. I felt a hand on my knee. "Come on give me your hand."

I held out my arm, whimpering softly. It was a tired, purple hand with dried blood where the wires cut and a knife was placed. I hadn't taken a shower in what seems like forever, since before I was taken.

I could hear him seethe. "That must hurt."

"Yeah," I mumble. He kissed it before he started to pat it with the cloth. My body almost burst due to the fireworks going on in my chest and stomach.


He dressed and took care all of my wounds within the next hour, taking his sweet time probing and kissing every cut and bruise on my arm and face. Then he lifted my foot. I looked like a human rainbow, purple, pale and pink. He then cleaned the dirt off my feet and began to wrap it in gauze, tightly, but not too tightly. It was pink gauze. I looked at him In confusion.

"You're a girl. Don't you like pink?" He asked with a sly smirk as he finished off the first leg and went to the other. I squirmed a little when I saw his eyes glitter as he took his time sliding his hands down my knee to my ankle, then began to wrap it.

"I'm more of a blue girl myselt," I mumbled with a shrug.

"Is that because of my eyes?" he chuckled.

I jerked my head away. "Just kidding princess," he said in a smooth voice. "....Unless it's true."

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I lay down on the bed and gave a sigh of relief. My hands were in little pink casts and my feet in large boots. Since I wasn't provided with crutches, Blake said he'd or Benny would carry me wherever I needed to go. Honestly, I'd rather Blake. Benny had carried me to the bathroom earlier and would pretend to drop me, only for me to hold on to him tighter.

I'm really worried about my predicament. When will my parents come for me? Will the come for me at all.