🖤Chapter 9🖤

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Just as I fall back on my bed, the door opens and you guessed it, two of the hazmat men walk in.

They look between me and Cygnus, as if scanning for something out of the ordinary and walk towards me.

They grab me and pull a fighting me with them. I sort off just gave up on struggling later, cause I knew I wouldn't get out this easily.

Maybe I even started to accept my fate.

They drag me towards the hospital room and strap me down to the table again.

The doctor walks closer and looks over me. "Bring the syringe."

Another doctor walks over with a huge syringe with dark liquid inside. It's almost pitch black and scary looking.

Without warning she stabs me in the neck and I wince as it pierces my skin. She wasn't being gentle per se.

I feel that same feeling every time I touch Cygnus shoot through me. Spreading through my veins, caressing my body.

"Experiment 05. First attempt was a fail. We'll try again in a hour." She says to the doctor and he scribbles it down. "Take it away." She says and walks into a secluded area.

They unstrap me and take me back to the room. They throw me inside and I hit the ground with a thud. "Thanks for being such gentlemen!" I yell back sarcastically.

One guy bends down and leans close to my cheek and whispers, "I hope you die slowly."

"Well that's not very nice." I whisper back.

With that he slices my cheek with his knife in a fluid motion and blood seeps through from it. I cry out in frustration as he chuckles and walks out.

After they were gone, Cygnus comes to checkup on me. "Sit." He says gesturing towards his bed. I do so and sit down with a pout.
If it were a fair fight, they would be crying right now.

He strokes my cheek with his fingers and the pain slowing fades. "How the hell do you have this dark coloured blood?" He asks me.

"They injected me with a dark liquid, I guess must have been that." I shrug. "Thanks."

"Must be my blood. Why?" He asks, I think the question was more for himself, but I answered anyway.

"I don't know, experimenting or something?" I tell him and stand up.

"Dumbasses." He mumbles to himself.

Just then the door burst open and the same two men walk in. "How are you already healed?" The guy asks.

"Magic." I say sarcastically. Maybe I was getting a little too comfortable around them.

I hear a muffled chuckle behind me. Cygnus.

They stalk closer to me.

I try to move away, but they cornered me, "Get away from me!"

The guy laughs at me and I narrow my eyes at him. Before he could make some cheeky remark, I lunge forward and punch him in the face.

That's for stabbing me.

I bolt towards the open door.

Just before I could get to the door, the guy stabs me, hard, with that shocking device again.

I fall to the ground, groaning out loud.

The guy chuckles and I keep my eye on him. He took out a bottle of water from his suit and poured the water over me.

He moves closer with the shocking device and I close my eyes, waiting for the painful impact. This man was sick.

But there came nothing.

I slowly peel open my eyes. Cygnus was holding the stick in his hand with an irritated expression, eyes glowing bright green.

Why did he just help me?

He punches the guy square in the face and he falls back. The other one shocks Cygnus, but it looks like he doesn't even know it. He's too focused. He is back to that emotionless face that scares me.

He punches the last guy too and both of them limp out of the door, holding bloody noses, dragging their weapons behind them.

I look over at Cygnus. He was still staring at the door, jaw clenched and crushing his fists. He looked real mad. I can understand why he hates humans.

"Are you okay?" I ask walking over to him.

His head snaps to me causing me to stop in my tracks, and his expression softens a fracture.

He walks over to me. "What did they do to you the last time they took you?"

"What?" I ask confused at the change in conversation.

"When they took you to that room the last time, what did they do?" He asks again serious.

"Just the injection." I state.

"Is that all they did?" He asks and I nod slowly.

He runs a hand through his hair. I check subconsciously check the camera.

"Why? What's wrong?" I ask looking back over to him. He looks a tad stressed and freaked out right now.

"Nothing." He says still deep in his thoughts.

"It can't be nothing, you just punched two guys and helped me." I state.

"I-....." He runs a hand over his face. "I felt the pain when he hurt you."

"Maybe you just imagined it?" I asked him. It would make sense that if I saw someone get tortured before my eyes that I would convince myself I was feeling it as well.

"No, I didn't." He states looking around as if the answers would be flying around the room. His eyes land on me for a second.

"Can I try something?" He asks me.

"Depends." I say eyeing the strange alien boy in-front of me.

"You owe me." He says walking closer to me.

"Okay, but what do you want to do?" I ask eyeing him suspiciously.

"I'll just show you." He states and before I could reply, he presses his lips on mine.

Tingles and sparks shoot through my body, giving me a feeling of ecstasy and I let out a very quiet groan of pleasure. He probably heard it and that's kinda embarrassing.

At first it was urgent and rough, but then it turn soft slow and sweet. His lips moved with such grace and fluid movement.

My first kiss.

And I'm kissing an alien?! What even...

He pulls away and put his head in his hands. "Gosh." He mumbles underneath his breath. He sounded disappointed.

Did I do something wrong?

Didn't he like it?

"What?" I ask confused.

"Nothing." He says and speed walks into the bathroom and slam the door shut behind him.

What just happened...
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