Chapter 23

Sunday, late.

I'm awoken in the middle of the night. My head jerks up, and its pitch black. Someone moves around the room, then behind me. I feel the cuffs loosened from my left wrist, until it's free. I move slightly and the pain is immense. Then my right is free, and I'm being grabbed, pulled up. My right arm is thrown over her and she carries me a couple steps, then drops me on the bed. 

My body bounces lifelessly, shockwaves of pain each time my body hits the bed. I can barely move, gasping in surprise by every joint coming to screaming life.

I hear her walking away, so I rush out a "Wait."

Her footsteps stop, and I breathe through pain before continuing.

"Why-"

"That's enough from your mouth tonight." Her steps come back to me.

The brunette.

I expect pain from somewhere in the dark, flinching when she sets next to me. She says nothing as I feel a blanket being pulled over my shoulder.

"But-"

"Ssshhhh." She quietly stops me. 

Out of the dark her hand strokes my face. I can't help but flinch. She sets with me, beginning to moan gently a tune. Her fingers stroke, gently touching my face. Feeling it with her fingertips. Sharp little nails dragging on my flesh.

It softens me, making my eyes flutter. I try to resist after it's too late. I sink back into the black, curling around her, wanting to keep her close. In my sleep I think I feel her curl up behind me. Holding me like her little spoon. I feel my hand in hers; instinct locks her fingers into mine.

It all fades to nothing as I go under. I sleep better than I have ever slept in my life. Even after I wake in the middle of the night, after she has long left. Her side of the bed is cold, and I look around, hoping someone is there. The room feels empty, and I lie back down when my body reminds me of how much pain I'm going to wake to soon enough. 

A little hurt, I stretch out and fall back asleep.