Love Me Like You Do pt.1

Wrath woke up on the ride back home with a splitting headache, "Where are we? Holy f*ck my rib hurts like a b*tch. I can't breathe. Why are you here?"

"On the way back to the apartment, everyone should be waiting for us there. Dude you flew, don't you remember?" Pride answered with skepticism.

"No, I don't. Can you just tell them that I got drunk somewhere and passed out? I promise I'll explain myself."

"I can't promise that Lust won't say anything though."

"Lust was there? What the f*ck?" she gave a shocked and confused look.

They met Lust at the basement of the apartment and made a deal to not share the incident with the rest of the sins. Envy and Greed failed to show up, but they managed to join them via videocall. The two girls were visibly struggling to act sober.

Sloth and Gluttony showed up half an hour late after Gluttony insisted on going for a taco break and ended up hogging the public bathroom for the past hour and a half. Pride sat at the head of the table looking disappointed at his disorganized and malfunctioning team.

Pride sighed, "I'm gonna make this short since everyone seems to be mentally absent," he looked at Sloth. "So, Wrath had too much to drink and made us worried sick for no reason. Dismissed."

Gluttony poked Sloth's arm to check if he was listening, "Dude, let's go."

Sloth brushed through his shaggy hair, rubbed his eyes, and stretched before leaving the table without a word. Gluttony waved goodbye to the drunk girls and quickly followed behind him. It fell silent and empty as the apartment door banged close. Lust brought in a first aid kit to the dining table and reached for Wrath's hand.

"I'll be fine, it will heal by itself," she pulled her hand away.

"I'm tired of your shit. As long as we live in the same house, we will take care of each other no matter what," he grabbed her wrist as she rolled her eyes.

"Maybe now is a good time to explain?" Pride interrupted.

Wrath grunted, "I jumped out of my room and took Lust's bike to visit my parent's grave. Sorry," she fake-smiled apologetically as Lust pressed the alcohol swab on her wound. "F*ck dude, I said I'm sorry. Then this tiny b*tch popped outta nowhere and jumped me. Then I blacked out and woke up in your car with scars all over my body. I swear it wasn't my intention to get hurt or get you guys involved."

"You're telling me that you don't remember the craziest part of the whole ordeal or even us arriving to save your *ss?" Lust wrapped her palm with a thin black cloth.

"Dude, I told you I blacked out. Oh, and she choked me with my own shadow."

"You literally went rogue on that girl. I could've sworn you were sleep talking in Latin," exclaimed the younger brother; riddled.

"What were you even doing there alone? You could've told me or Pride. Is it really that hard to trust us? To trust me?" he tightened the cloth.

Wrath writhed, "F*ck! I don't know, I'm just used to dealing with these things alone."

Pride sighed in disappointment and folded his arms as he stood up to lean on the kitchen counter.

"I'm sorry," she finally broke the awkward silence.

Lust looked over to his brother who nodded and folded his arms. He proceeded to reveal the black rock he had collected during his short battle from inside the pocket of his leather jacket. He passed it to his younger brother for him to examine. Pride held the coarse lump and weigh it on his palm before passing it to Wrath. Her eyes rolled back as her hand came in contact with the rock. The air grew cold around her body, wind tussled her hair upwards before subsiding altogether.

"Woah, that was weird. And there's a precious gem inside this stone, but I'm too heavy handed for that delicate job. Can you help with that, Lust?"

"Sure, I'll see what I can do."

"Ok, kinda awkward. I need to shower and get changed but I can barely lift my arms or move my body. Should we call the girls to help?" she shyly asked.

"You know they're so drunk off their asses right now that you might actually drown if they try to help," Pride joked.

"Well someone needs to help," she looked at Lust. "e Wtake care of each other no matter what right?"

"Umm… I need to clean this dumb pebble of yours. Pride?" he rushed out of the kitchen.

"F*ck me man."

Pride prepared an oversized sweater and pajama shorts for Wrath and helped her out of her bloody and mud-soaked clothes. Wrath submerged herself in the bubble bath to cover most of herself from his eyes. The soap felt like sharp needles on her scarred skin. He ran his fingers through her silky purple hair with shampoo.

"Tell me if it hurts."

"Ouch."

"Please be serious. I'm not enjoying this either."

"Oh, were you expecting it to be enjoyable? Were you expecting to see something?"

"What? Obviously not. Can you just let me do my job? Lust should've been the one doing this," he blushed and turned away.

"Well, you're doing a poor job. My grandma's cat can clean better than you."

Pride scoffed and dunked her head underneath the water before pulling her up again.

"F*ck! Were you trying to kill me?" she spat out some soapy water.

"Nah, just thought you needed to be baptized."

"I've been baptized twice by a priest; I think that's plenty enough," she rolled her eyes.

"Explains a lot," he mumbled. "Okay, I'm done. I'll wait for you here just in case."