Stitched We Heal (Fleetonic)

Ep 3

 
  
PoV: .........???

"You're awake now?" Sonic started to shift after my fifth movie the next day. He had finally woken up.

I could hear him sniffing around his new area.

"Drink your water, you can get high off those drugs for a day," I told him, he still didn't move around as much.

  The two towels I gave him were covered in blood, his staples her all coming loose. I had already seen up my arm to stop the bleeding. Hell I took a vicodin for the pain and cleaned it with rubbing alcohol. Something told me I was going to have to do that with him. This was not going to pleasant.

"You're about to give me a hard time aren't you..." I sighed and grabbed a rope to tie around his neck. He hadn't had any of the water, the pills were already dissolved inside. I held was water to his face and he smelt it before laying his head back down, "Hey dumbass it's full of medicine for you."

  He still didn't take it, "fine, we'll do this the hard way."

  I made sure to pin his hands before picking him up this time. He cried and Screamed and I carried him to the bath and tied him to the bath tub spout. He whimpered louder and cried like a wild animal. Not a single word came out of his mouth.

"You're too fucking loud," I opened a gallon bottle of rubbing alcohol, "This is gonna hurt like a bitch, just warning you."

  I heard him scream as I poured the bottle over him to disinfect everythin at once. There was no way I was going to dab each gash with towelettes. I made sure he was completely soaked in the alcohol before I pulled out each staple. He was only gently whimpering as he laid in the pool of alcohol below him. I started to stitch him up properly and discovered that each gash was used as a fleshlight.

"That's fucking disgusting!" I pour more alcohol to clean all the disgusting white fluid out, "what a sick fuck."

  I started sew up the cleaned out gashes. Who ever caught him used ever part of his body as a fuck toy, even I didn't bother doing something like that, it way too messy and I didn't enjoy the idea of blood on my dick.

"There," it wasn't until two hours had passed that I finished cleaning each wound and sewing him up. Sonic had stopped fighting by the end. He let me pick him up without screaming after I untied him. He was definently clean after that. I changed the towel and waited for him to drink the fucking medicine.

"I'm not feeding this to you," I left it there for him, "it's water, drink it." I stuck my finger in it and let a drop fall onto his lips. His eyes shifted to the bowl after that. He start to move closer and began to lap it up with his tongue, "Finally, I dont have to hear your crying anymore after this."

  I laid down on the couch and continued my movie marathon until my stomach growled.

"Man..." I sat up and opened my fridge, "I've gotta feed that one too... meh, a piece of bread will be fine for  him."

  I left a piece of bread by Sonic and started making food for myself. I just made a frozen pizza since it was easiest.

  Sonic hadn't touched his bread, he was just watching me, "Are you seriously being picky... you want pizza?" He just kept looking at me, "here," I dropped a slice in front of him, he was still just looking at me. His water bowl was empty, "Hahaha! You're high as a kite right now aren't you? Stick this in your mouth, you'll feel better."

  I held up the slice I dropped, "I know your not a vegetarian with all those chillidog you eat," his ear dropped as he titled his head, "You know what I just right?" He didn't respond, "what was it? Vegetarian?" He looked at me, "Chillidog?" He still just watched me, "Don't tell me you can't understand English anymore."

  I put the pizza down and have him more water, this time with a bit of my soda in it, he needed the sugars and fats to get his weight back, "You know what food is?"

  He backed away from me.

"So that's a no," I bit the pizza and held it out, "Bite this. It won't hurt you," I held it out for him. He didn't come near me, "you know what, I had Chinese yesterday."

  I opened my fridge and found the fried rice I had left behind. I microwaved it and poured it onto a plate for him, "that's pretty easy on the stomach, try that."

  I watched him smell the plate and lick the rice. He wasn't chewing... he treated it like a drink, swallowing a few grains at a time.

"You can't eat normally anymore can you?" I sat back down after pouring more soda into his water, "Well, that'll last you a while, enjoy it."

  I went back to my large pizza and my movie marathon, Sonic fell asleep after he ate, he had eaten half the plate. I'd save the rest for him. He had stopped crying and whimpering, I would give him more drugs tomorrow to keep him quiet and see how his infections are doing.

  Alright, step one is started. Once hes healed I'm gonna cash out.

  Nothing can ruin this for me.

"Perfetly flawless."

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