•Chapter Three•

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I woke up laying in a bed, with a massive headache and body pains everywhere. I didn't know where I was but it looked like I was in a hospital or clinic of some kind. I turned my head the best I could to see that the cut on my right arm had been wrapped up with a bandage. I used my good arm to feel area in where my attacker had also cut my stomach. I felt another bandage wrapped around the wounded area.

I did my best trying to sit up in the bed. It took a little while because of the pain, but I was finally able to sit up, throw the covers off, and swing my legs one at a time to the edge of the bed. I noticed that I was only in my panties and the bright green tank I wore to work, I imagine my jeans must have been ruin during the attack. My brown hair was a sloppy mess and I could it was knotted up too.

I slowly got up and steadied myself as I tired to get my legs to work, using the mattress on the bed as my support. Once I was finally able to stand still I pulled back the white curtain and walk out into the open. I could tell I was in a back room as I could see a few other beds lined up next to each other. In the corner I saw a desk and what looked to be storage cabinets. I started to walk slowly to what I assumed was the main entrance area of the place but stopped in my tracks when I heard voices.

"So how's she doing Doc?" I heard a male voice ask.

"She seems okay, lost a lot of blood, but I was able to stitch her up and give her some fluids. I just unhooked her from the I.V. not to long ago, she's still passed out though." I heard another male voice respond.

"Well hopefully she wakes up soon, me and Nico still have her bag and stuff."

'Fuck! I forgot about my bag! Hope that asshole didn't get off with my tips.' I thought to myself.

"She should wake up soon, I have to check on her now anyway, come with me."

As soon as I heard that I tired my best to rush back to the bed, not remember all the pain I had went through just to stand up, I ended up tripping and falling to ground, slamming my face into the floor and cause terrible pain in my stomach. "Motherfucker!" I yelled out in pain.

"Well she looks pretty awake Doc." I picked myself up off the floor slowly before turning around and seeing three men staring at me. One in a white lab coat, blue button up shirt and some gray slacks. He had glasses and brown hair and a beard. I assumed was the doctor who stitched me up and two other men I didn't recognize, one with blond hair, one with black.

The man in the white lab coat came over to me and offered me his hand. "Stand up slowly if you can." He said. I slowly gave him my hand and pushed myself off the floor only to slip a bit. He caught me though. "I said slowly." The doctor helped me to the bed and I sat down.

"Do you remember what happened to you?" The doctor stood in-front of me and asked, as the other two men stood behind me on the opposite side of the bed.

"I was leaving work when some guy tried to rob me and rape me. I think he got away with my cash though." I said looking down at the floor.

"Well lucky for you he didn't rape you and he didn't take your money." I looked up at the doctor and he pointed to the man with the dark hair. "That man made sure of that. He's the one who brought you here. I guess you can say he saved your life."

I looked at the dark haired man and then back at the doctor.

"Doc, you're being rude, you haven't introduce us or yourself." The blond said as he walked around to the other side where the doctor and I were facing each other and wrapped his arm around the doctor's shoulders.

"This here young lady, is Dr. Theo, I'm Worick, and the man over there is Nicolas." He said with a charming smile. Worick was actually very handsome. His blond hair was kept up in a short ponytail, he had a bit of stubble covering his chin and jawline. White skin, but not incredibly pale. He wore black slacks and a white button up shirt, the sleeves rolled up his arm a bit and had a gun holster wrapped around his shoulders. I could tell very easily that he had a great figure and was very muscular. However, the most noticeable was the black eye patch over his left eye.

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