I woke up as I felt Mirage. He had wrapped a blanket around me and picked me up and started to carry me to an unknown designation. "You need stand for a little bit," he said, placing me on the floor. My legs felt like they were made of elastic. I collapsed on the floor with a groan. Mirage quickly knelt down, picking me up as he had opened the door.
The room was nice, a black theme. A double bed, with a bath a few yards away in the front. A small black sofa with a yellow pillow on it. The room decorated with some round mirrors here and there and a door leading to the bathroom.
Mirage laid me on the sofa and locked the door. I heard him move around, but I felt weak and cold. "Cat?"
I looked him in the eyes "I need to have a look at your bruises and wounds, alright?"
I whimpered a bit as he removed the blanket from my body. I didn't want to be exposed to him again. I covered my chest with my arms, shivering. "It's alright, please let me have a look," he said softly. I stared into his eyes for a moment but removed my arms. His warm and strong hands were located on my arms.
I felt one hand move to my chest. "Mechs shouldn't hurt females like this," he whispered. I lifted my head to look at my heavy bruises chest. "Yeah, well it's not the first time someone stands on my breasts," I muttered. Mirage placed a kiss on my forehead before he checked the scratches on my arms. He slowly moved to my stomach, inspecting the smaller bruises.
"I don't believe you have an internal bleeding," he said. "I can't really die, unless you kill me. So, it doesn't matter I guess," I muttered. "It matters to me, I am worried about you," he said without looking. "This is a nasty scratch," he said, pointing at my hip. "Yeah, well that one hurts a lot too," I said. "Does you valve hurt," he suddenly asked. I blushed at the question.
"It's fine I guess," I sulked. Mirage softly pushed my leg aside. "Dino, please... it's fine, he only stretched me," I said, perking my head up weakly. "It's bleeding a little bit, he was rough," he said as he rubbed my thigh. "I know you feel miserable and humiliated. I am sorry to make you feel that way. I know I am a mech you probably don't feel comfortable..."
"It's fine, I trust you," I mumbled, looking away from him. He moved on to the side of my thigh, knees, shins, ankle and at least my feet. He cleaned up some scratches and even he was gentle it still hurt.
"I filled the bathtub, thought you maybe wanted to have a warm bath," he said. I gave a weak smile "thanks," I mumbled. "Let me have a look at your back," he ordered,
helping me turn on my stomach. I could feel his warm and strong hands on my back. They moved over my spine al the way down. "He has kicked you pretty hard, you have an ugly bruises on your shoulder blade. Must hurt," he said. "Every single bone in my body is hurting, Mirage," I said shivering. I felt his hand move over my ass towards my calves, I flinched a little as he touched my left calve.
"Muscle aches," I said weakly. Dino sighed and helped me up into the bathtub. I hissed a little in pain as the foam and warm water connected with my fresh wounds. I sat down, groaning. Dino sat down on the edge. He rubbed some foam between his hands and started washing my face. Getting the dirt off.
He moved behind me starting to wash me. I hadn't asked for it, but I let him do it. He was gentle and I somehow liked it. He grabbed some shampoo, washing my hair. I closed my eyes as he rubbed my scalp. It felt like a massage. He was so gentle and it made me forget about the pain.
"You like that?" He asked. I hummed softly as he carried on. As he was done, he grabbed some more soap, gently brushing it over my body. He pulled the drain out and turned on the water faucet, washing the soap and shampoo off of me. As he was done, he turned off the water and got up, grabbing a towel.
He sat me down and started to dry my hair and body. He laid me in bed, I didn't had clothes unfortunately. He covered me and sat down on the edge. "Thank you," I murmured. A smile spread over his face, "Can you please lay down with me for a moment?" I asked. He gave a small nod and kicked his shoes aside, removing his shirt, leg holster and belt as well before laying down next to me.
I rested my head on his shoulder, holding my arm around his chest.
"I never left the U.S because of you..."
He rubbed my cheek "I could have bought a ticket to Europe, get a new life and identity, but I couldn't because one not knew to catch my attention," I whispered. "I am glad I did..." he murmured. "Try to sleep, you need it," he whispered. "Do you promise not to leave?" I asked. He shook his head. "I promise, I'll be here watching over you and protecting you!" He stated. His words gave me peace. Finally someone watching over me, making sure I am okay. Mirage shifted a little to get comfortable and hold me again.
"Mirage?" I muttered. He hummed in response. "Do you think... that there will be someone that will love me?" I whispered. "Or do you think everyone hates me?" I asked quietly. "Believe me! There's someone that loves you... you just don't know it yet," he stated. "How can you be so sure? No one loves a monster like me... I have been a failure since the very beginning," I muttered.
"You're not a monster, now go to sleep... you need it!" He stated firmly. I buried my face in the crook of his neck and fell asleep.
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