His Fallen Angel

Chapter 6

Venus's POV

   I wake up, the song of natures reassures me. For an unknown reason I had no nightmares last night. I try to open my eyes, but the world is too bright. I look around, I am in a loft and next to me is a twin bed. Yesterday's events are coming back fast:the beating, the guys, Mercury, the cottage. Suddenly I feel a pain in my chest. With all my strength I took off my covers and see that I have bandages all over my chest and one on my left arm. Besides the bandages, I'm wearing a pair of pants that are too big to be mine.

   I try to get out of bed, but I can barely manage. However, I have gone through even worse and I know I can get up. I go to the window where, outside, I see a beautiful forest. When I came I didn't get a chance to see it, I know that we aren't in the city. I manage to see my reflection in the window. In front of me is a girl with messy hair and the eyes once brown are black surrounded by bruises, her face is colorless and her chest is wrapped as if she was a mummy. I can't believe this is me. I didn't know I looked so bad.

   The room has filled with a smell that I smell it when I enter my favorite bake-goods-shop, fresh baked cookies. Oh my love! Where have you been? Every step I take is painful, but I know that a reward awaits me down stairs. After a few harrowing minutes I reach the kitchen and see a tray full of cookies, in fact they are salted brownie cookie, my favorite. I get the tray ready to go back to bed, but it is taken from my hands and seated on the table in front of me, while I am taken up. What no! I want to eat, not to fight. Plus, my left hand hurts too much to do that. I don't understand how I didn't hear him, I think I was in the trance of cookies. Ahhh cookies!

   "Good morning, Venus! What are you doing? I thought we understood ourselves ,that you need to stay in bed? "says Mercury. Oh, but sometimes I hate him so much. Suddenly from the back-raised posture, I am moved in his arms, bridle style. He has a smirk on his face. Oh, I want to take that off with my dagger.

   "I understood that I can't do physical exercises for a month, not that I wasn't allowed to steal cookies."

"Oh, dear! Do you like cookies? That is good , because I can make the best cookies ever!" he show off. Ha, if I want to, I can beat him.

"What ever, dumb ass. Now can you put me down to enjoy your work of art."

"Nop!"

"No! Why?! I'm capable of walking on my own!!"

"You were a bad girl and didn't stay in bed, now you are my  prisoner."

"What ever, beautiful face. Ups, I was wrong ,bastard!"

"Oh, you think I'm beautiful, I'm flattered."

"You shouldn't."

  Finally, he decides to go and leave me on the couch while he returns to the kitchen. I hear different noises coming from his direction, I think he's preparing something. Finally, he appears before me with a plate of cookies, one with omelette with cheese, baby spinach and mushrooms, a bowl of fruit and a cup of green tea. I wonder where he knew that I love to eat this in morning. Curious? 

"I hope you like cookies and omelette, they are my favorite. You don't have a problem with green tea, right?"

"No, no, I find it interesting that you did everything how I like, cookies, omelette and I always drink green tea in the morning."

"Then is perfect."

   We start eating and I marvel by his talent in cooking. The cookies came out cuwy on the inside and crispy on the outside. The omelette is well balanced, I see that he doesn't eat with too much salt. What impressed me was that he doesn't drink simple green tea, but with rose petals and sunflower, like myself. This fool is my male copy. Everything can be possible. I eat quietly, with him it doesn't seem to be a pressing silence, but a pleasant one. When I'm done eating I want to get up, but he stops me taking my plate. Only the unfinished cups of tea remains. I try to get up, but I'm pushed into the couch with an uf.

"What are you doing?" he asks me concerned.

"I'm going to change and do my exercises."

"I'm sorry to tell you, but you aren't allowed to exercise. However, I have to change your bandages and somehow I lost your clothes around the house. Sorry. Cassian said it's advisable to just stay in bandages to oxygenate your skin, plus here isn't  someone to see you. I bring you another pair of pants , bandages and ointment. I'll be right back!"

   I don't understand what Mercury has, but there is something weird about his behavior. He returns with bandages, ointment and what appears to be a pair of black shorts . He gives it  to me and I tell him to turn, he does, but preventative I stand facing him  to make sure he keeps his word. Luckily, the pants have laces and they won't fall off me, perfect. I touche his shoulder and he turns back, looking at me from top to bottom, in case I get hurt while he wasn't looking. He is the first boy who looked at me without that thirst to devour me, but he looked at me worried, he cares about my fate.

"Please sit down and let me do my magic."

   I sit down and he first starts with my left hand, I have to remove my stitches  soon. When the arm is finish he is redirected to my chest, he takes off the old one and he puts on me an ointment on my back. I turned to face him, to put on my new bandage, but why not do this while I sit back towards him. He was looking at my chest, I will take his eyes off , but somehow he wasn't, he was looking at the bandage. After he finishes I'll give a slap, that will leave him a mark .

"Okay, now what do you want to do? "He didn't get a word out of his mouth that my palm make contact with his face, his cheek. I take my palm off and I see a copy of my palm on his cheek, it's red.

"Hey!! What was that for?! What did I do?!"

"It's for bandages and you looking at my chest. "I take his hand and press it lightly to my lips, then release it. "That's because you took care of me." Once I said that, his cheeks and his ears turned red. Aww he's blushing. No, shut up  brain.

"You welcome!", he says with a cold tone. Someone is bipolar.

"Now can I go and do my exercises?"

"No!" that tone doesn't match him.

"Than what can I do?"

"You can stay on the couch and read or watch tv. Pick."

"Can you bring me a book, if you have mine, those from the tent, bring the one with the white cover and a crown on it."

"Sure."

   I think it's been a second and now he is holding my favorite book in his hand. I take it and make myself comfortable on the couch. I think it's been 20 minutes and I look up, but it's dark outside. How long have I been here? Five hours without moving, that's a lot. I try to get up, but my legs are weak, aah I can't move. As if reading my thoughts Mercury appears , raises me and sits me at the table in the kitchen. He gives me a plate with salad, squid and baked potatoes. At each swallow, my taste buds explode, the child is good at cooking, I have to kidnap him for that, but I think I'll have more of this for some time. How beautiful it will be. I'm done eating and Mercury is taking my plate, I'm waiting. Suddenly I wake up with something in my mouth,I bite and chew, cookie, hmmm, so good. I finish eating the cookies and I want to take a shower, but I'm stopped by Mercury, who looks at me questioningly.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to take a shower."

"With bandages?"

"No , I will take them off in the bathroom."

"What ever, we do this, I bring you your exchanges and I wait here until you take a shower and dress , so I can put your other bandages on."

"OK."

   I enter the bathroom with difficulty, but when the hot water touches me I feel so well and relaxed, but at the same time it hurts me very bad. I find a soap with lavender and blackberries, I wash myself with it, it's perfect for me, stingy but sweet. I leave the tub and dry myself with a white fluffy towel and put my clothes on, boxers and shorts. When I'm ready I let him in. He packs me up quickly and before he leaves, he braids my hair , that's surprising. I don't move as long as he runs his fingers through my hair. No one has done this before. When he finishes he says nothing and takes me to bed. He tucks me in and goes to bed. I think I upset him, but I don't understand why and why he reacts so. It doesn't matter if he wants to play like that, lets start the game.