Myself- A Broken Creation

Chapter 13: Xander's P.O.V.

My eyes were blurry from pain when they opened hours later. My entire body ached, my face was swollen, my arm throbbed in pain, my hands tingled in an agonizing way, and my stomach was overcome with hurt whenever I moved just an inch. I winced and bit my lip before moving to rest more comfortably against the pillows. I felt terrible. I just wanted to go and die a more peaceful death. I opened my eyes and shielded them from the light with my bulky hand.

"Xander?"

Alex's soft voice entered my ears.

"Hmmm?"I moaned in pain.

A slight headache was starting to accost me.

"How are you feeling? I have ice if you need some."

He sounded worried and concerned. I removed my throbbing hand and saw Alex's sapphire eyes in front of my bruised face.

"I'm okay," I breathed.

He arched a black eyebrow at my lie before laying next to me. I groaned when I had to move slightly. Alex gently picked me up and rearranged the pillows underneath me as I quietly gasped.

"I'll be back."

Alex kissed my forehead. I wanted to protest his leaving me, but one took one look at his determined face and reluctantly settled back against the pillows. I was tired. All I wanted was to recover with my mate. I wanted him to comfort and cuddle with me. I sighed as he left, and closed my eyes.

I yawned as I drifted on a sea of peacefulness. I absently rolled over onto my left arm and piercing pain shot through me, but it was dulled by my sleepiness. A female voice curved and warm hands gently rolled me onto my back. My arm cried in pain, my stomach throbbed in agony, and I whimpered at the mixture.

I bit my lip as coldness settled on my face and stomach. It dulled the pain. My face was most likely bruised and swollen with various hues of violets, sapphires, and yellows. There probably weren't any dark colors yet. I opened my eyes to see Alex next to me. Ice was laying on my stomach and Alex was holding some on my cheek.

I looked at him with tired, pained eyes and he lightly kissed me on the nose. I giggled like a little girl at his silliness and a small smile stretched my lips. It immediately made me feel happier until my lip burst open and a little blood trailed out of the small cut. No smiling for me, I dismally thought.

I winced as Alex gently wiped the blood away with his thumb. It stained his tanned skin a scarlet color, but he didn't seem to mind. There was a strange look on his face. It was a cross between fury, love, and agony. What could he possibly be thinking?

"Tell me if you're hurting, Xander. I'll give you your medication."

His blue eyes blazed with determination, but I nervously bit my lip. I wasn't too keen on the thought of taking any medication. I had never taken medicine before, except for tiny doses of aspirin.

"I mean it. You will be in a lot of trouble if you don't tell me when your hurting."

His tone was made of steel. My eyes widened.

"What?"

My voice quietly quivered. I didn't want him to be angry with me, but I didn't want to end up like my mother, either. I didn't want Alex to hit me like Ryan did when he was angry. Alex gently took my fragile hand and guided it so that we both held the ice against my bruised skin.

"This makes you feel better, right?"

Alex waited for my tentative nod before continuing.

"Your medication does the same thing. There's no reason to be in pain if you don't have to, so, please, tell me if you're hurting. I might even reward you."