Mine And Mine Only (Completed)

Chapter 18

Hello everyone. I was wondering if you'd like another shorter story about the Guardian Angel? And how he chose Dianne and so forth? Also I'm almost finished writing the book, would you like me to post the chapters more frequently?
Enjoy

~Dia POV~

It's been quite a few days. But I haven't been with it. Those pain tablets were strong and I'd be asleep for probably 20 hours each day. The other 4 hours included me trying to figure out who he is, him cleaning my wounds and feeding me.

I would wake up and need to pee or something and he'd unshackle me to carry me to a small bathroom with a bath, basin and toilet. He would leave me once he placed me on the toilet. After I was done he would carry me back to bed. It was the same cycle everyday.

My eye's swelling went down but my eye was damaged I could tell, because everything was very very fuzzy and blurry. I've gotten used to it though.

And I figured out that I was probably wearing his shirt and boxers. I haven't been able to bath... as the pain has been too much or I was just tired and weak. But today I am feeling better.

After laying in bed for a while I slowly sit myself up. My ribs still hurt and my head would buzz sometimes but I wasn't in as much agony as I was, the past few days. I sat and thought a few things over, his voice is very familiar and his scent too, not just from when he saved me or when I ran away from court but it's a scent I know well. But I just can't place a face to the smell or voice.

All I know is that he is someone I know and someone who was close to me. My mind is whirling so bad I don't hear him come in. When he appears at my side I almost jump out of my skin. "Ahh fuck man... my soul... I almost had a heart attack." I put a hand to my chest and feel my heart still beating fast.

He wears a mask and I can't see what color his eyes are and he never comes close enough, only when I was asleep. "When are you going to show me who you are?" His body language stiffens and I am shocked at my own question.

"In due time my precious... in due time..." his voice is low. He looks at me and he comes closer to me but not too close to me. "I think the stitches can come out today, your ribs will still take longer to heal."

"Okay." I don't have anything else to say.

"I think I should give you a pain pill and put some numbing cream on them. To try and lessen the pain." I nod my head. "I'll be right back with your breakfast for lunch." He walks away and my mind goes into overdrive.

'So... he is someone I know... but I don't know how to feel about him... he is so caring and gentle with me... but on the other hand he has been stalking me for years and he killed my father... well he did me a favor... but that's not the point... but he did save my life on three occasions. The time when me, mom and the twins finally got out the house, when I ruptured my stomach and now, when my father kidnapped me... but... why? Why me? Surely he sees what I see right? The scars... my flaws... my imperfections... how can he care so deeply for someone as damaged as me? And why would he feel such a deep emotion towards me... I don't know... I'm confused... I'm starting to feel... to feel something for him and yet I don't know who he is yet... I wonder if he could be-'