Wounds

565 26 1
                                    

Chewing.. Someone is chewing something..

After slowly opening my eyes I just stared at a black ceiling.

My body was laying on the cold ground.

Where am I...

Incredible pain was coming from my entire chest area, making me groan.

What happened..

What did that bastard do..

Both of my hands went to my chest to check my heartbeat - it was going steady and the beating didn't hurt, it was something else.

It's not my heart..

What did he transplant this time...

While I was trying to calm down, I noticed that the chewing sound stopped.

Suddenly, a hand started patting from my legs up to my neck..

I froze in place as the hand reached my throat and I felt it on my bare skin - it was really raw and really cold.

Who is that..

Two fingers pressed into it carefully.

Whoever it was, it was someone that didn't intend to hurt me.

My heart started racing though and the more time I spent laying on the ground, the more I slowly began to realize what was going on.

My head is laying on something like a pillow.. It's only my body that's on the ground

Another hand searched for my forehead and then rested there.

Why.. is that person doing that?

My body was already that cold that I started shaking.

He or she really needs to remove their hands..

The person seemed to have noticed as they moved their hand under my body and pulled me closer to theirs.

Their body wasn't warm either, but it wasn't too cold.

By now my head was on the person's chest - which made me realize that it was a guy holding me and that he was sitting - part of my legs were on what seemed to be his lap, my entire torso was leaning against his chest.

Is he trying to warm me..?

The guy even placed his head on top of mine.

Ouch.. what a stubbly chin..

My eyes widened as I processed what I just thought.

Oh my.. Raw hands, strong chest and a stubbly chin - Is that Renji!?

I immediately sat up, creating a little distance between us so I could search for the guys face with my hands - due to the darkness I could barely see a silhouette.


"Renji?! Renji is that you!?" I asked as I reached his shoulders and squeezed them softly.


They were quite broad and strong - just like Renji's.

Silence, no reply.


"Renji?" I repeated, hoping to make him speak.


More silence.

Maybe it's not him..

Or.. maybe he can't speak?

Traitor (Renji Yomo x Reader) [Continued in a second book!]Where stories live. Discover now