Mute

Chapter 9: Clean Cuts

I opened my eyes quickly. I saw a hand on my chest and jumped. The pain subsided a little but every bit of me hurts like hell. The hand patted my chest in order to comfort me and I calmed down. It was just a nightmare. I tried to raise up but someone pushed me down softly. "Please don't. Just stay here"

Ava sat up and wiped her tired and wet eyes. She lifted my shirt and froze. She sighed. She put down my shirt and bit her lip. Tears fell a bit. "I'm sorry."

"For?" I said looking down my shirt. There were still deep bite marks. So that means everything last night actually happened.

"Everything. For getting you into my mess.
Into my mess." She started forming her ugly cry.

"Ava I'm home!" A male voice yelled. She didn't realize and continued crying some more. I raised my hand and pulled her towards me. "Jesus Ava I'm fine stop crying. It makes me uncomfortable when you do."

She sat up and wipe her eyes. "Why?"

"Because you are such a strong girl and you seem like you can handle everything."

"Not when it comes and hurts my best friend."

"Did you know that Jean was an agent? And what's up with you lying to me about yourself?" I glared.

She looked up and sighed. "Knowledge can kill you these days. If you knew too much then you get fed to Martina. Well you would...."

"What do you mean would? Oh! I'm still poisoned." I yelled trying to get up. She forced me down and made me stop.

"I gave you the antidote. It should have worked immediately. If not then you'd be dead and on the topic of Martina. She's dead. Both of those little shits."

"Dead?"

"Martina was the sweetest kid, then my dad got to her. Now she's a character from the excorsist"

"So um.....What's going on here?" A man stood at the door. Ava turned around and stood up. I looked at this guy astonished. I've never seen a black man with light blue eyes.

She glanced at him and he looked at me a bit annoyed. "This is Lane."

"Hiya Lane." I said sitting up.

"Hey." He said very plainly.

"Is this your new boyfriend? Shit. Someone actually likes you." I laughed. She punched my shoulder and I winced.

"What do you mean actually?" Lane asked growling. I looked at him then looked at Ava. Did she really pick this guy?

She pulled out bandages from the closet. She yanked off the blanket and touched my chest. She teleported me to the bathtub. "Alright. Hot water sterilizes. So this will hurt" She unwrapped me and turned on the hot water. The bath tub started filling with blood and scabs. She looked at me puzzled then stopped the water.

"You don't feel pain anymore" She frowned. "You do feel the hot water right?"

"Oh I feel it. It just doesn't hurt enough for me to start screaming."

"I'm sorry for leaving. I was just pissed that you trusted her more than me."

"First off, stop apologizing. Second it's my fault. I trusted some witch over some one I actually love."

She glanced at me in shock "You mean-"

"As a friend! As a friend." I corrected. She laughed nervously and continued cleaning. I noticed Lane glaring around the corner as she was washing my cuts. Huh. He must really like her. Although my face couldn't hide the disgust and distrust I felt for him.

I brought her closer and whispered. "Lane doesn't like me."

She gave me a puzzled look and turned to him. He quickly left. She got up and followed him out. I sat there and scrubbed the blood off of me. I drained the bathtub and covered my privates with a towel. Ava walked back in with antibiotics.

"What's up with Lane."

"He doesn't like me feeling you up. He thinks him and I have a 'thing' when he was just there to make me feel good about myself." She sighed rubbing the cream on my wounds.

"Women are sick and twisted." I smiled and sighed.

"Ava I have more bandages." Lane said at the door. She stopped and glared at me with a frustrated face. She opened the door and started talking to him.

Lane glanced at me and narrowed his eyes. He was obviously cursing me in his head.