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Post by Zsadist Aghony on Apr 26, 2012 22:52:24 GMT -5
Though Bella had spent the night awake watching him and he knew it, for he hadn't slept either, mostly due to Her eyes every time he closed his, neither were tired as the shudders came up.
He couldn't move, something had him pinned to the bed, though he managed to breath normally, his blood pressure spiked and he could feel his wounds start to open again. All illusion or not, the walls had never been closer and every sound louder.
Also? He wasn't tracking. Sometime Bella had gotten up and moved artound but for the life of him he didn't know what for. Needed to turn over, yet he still couldn't move. All he had was a feeling of suffocating and no way to stop it.
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Post by Bella Aghony on Apr 26, 2012 23:13:25 GMT -5
The wounds weren't healing and the condition he was in, made it near impossible to actually go see Jane though she knew he wanted to. Not that he wasn't physically capable. It was that all that had been brought back about the mistress while he was held captive, was too fresh in his mind. However the wounds seemed to be infected. And something had to be done.
She got up and sent a text to both Mary and Jane. *txt* Would you mind coming up to mine and Zsadists mated room? He needs help and I can't seem to be able to get him down to see you. Thanks.
Setting her phone down, she went to sit down on the bed next to him. "Nallum, I've asked Jane and Mary to come up to see you."
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Post by Mary Tohrture on Apr 26, 2012 23:21:11 GMT -5
She read the text and frowned. Getting out of bed quickly, she went to get Wellsie and placed her on the bed next to Rhage because she would need to be fed soon enough.
Then, she texted Bella back. "Be there in five."
Pulling her hair up into a ponytail, she made her way to Bella and Zsadist's mated room. She knocked and waited.
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Post by Zsadist Aghony on Apr 26, 2012 23:23:30 GMT -5
"No." He rolled over, the Velcro attached to his back seeming to at last give him that. He couldn't talk, what would he say? 'Mary, the dead female who marked me is back in my head'? Mary had years of experience and that voice that got him every time., she'd pull every secret from his mind and display it for everyone to see.
Then there was Jane, with that smart look and professional manner, who dealt with V all the time, nasty ass Brother he was. He wanted to get out of bed, leave the room.
His body had other plans. Shit.
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Post by Jane Bloodletter on Apr 26, 2012 23:34:38 GMT -5
She had just stepped out of the shower, her concentration to keep herself from fading out of form was tending to be difficult at the moment, or at least had been. She heard her phone buzzing on the table next to the bed and she walked across the bedroom and picked it up. It was Bella wanting to see her. Thank everything, she had been worried about Zsadist and wanting to see him but wasn't for once in her life intent on pushing the issue. Not after what he had been through.
Sending a quick txt: Be there in 5 minutes. ::Snd. She went to the closet and got dressed in fresh scrubs then brushed her hair, pulling it up into a ponytail and grabbed her medical bag after a fast run through of supplies she kept in there.
The path of tunnels took only a minute and out the door under the stairs she went. Rushing up the stairs, she basically ran down the hallway until she reached Bella and Zsadist room. Knocking lightly on the door.
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Post by Bella Aghony on Apr 27, 2012 0:13:02 GMT -5
With a sigh, she got up and opened the door. She had been feeling so helpless, just the sight of Mary and Jane had her breathing a sigh of relief. "Please, come in." She stepped back and motioned for them to enter. "The wounds on his wrists and ankles look pretty bad." Running a hand through her hair, she bit her lip and looked between them both. "And I'm not sure how he'll react to being touched. Whatever they did to him..." All she could do was shake her head, not even wanting to think about what was done.
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Post by Mary Tohrture on Apr 27, 2012 0:16:46 GMT -5
She frowned, thinking. She was sure the mere action of being contained would have thrown Zee back to the time when he was a slave, therefore destroying any progress they might have accomplished. She looked at Jane. "Why don't you check him up and if that doesn't get us anywhere, I'll try something?"
But Mary was afraid nothing would work.
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Post by Zsadist Aghony on Apr 27, 2012 0:16:58 GMT -5
He could feel the females in the room. On a sheer force of will he rolled back over, pulling the sheets over his body then his eyes stayed on Bella as he let them look at and talk about him. This was how it should be, fuck Phury would be fine, any of them would be. He?
Was about to snap in two then three then start running the fuck out of the room.
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Post by Jane Bloodletter on Apr 27, 2012 0:25:47 GMT -5
She stepped inside and looked up at Bella then over to Mary, slowly moving her attention to Zsadist. Not wanting to cause any more pain than what she could plainly see on his face as well cause damage to his wrists, that she could already see looked infected.
"Bella, would you join me next to him? I don't want him to worry any more than he is when I go to touch him and examine."
Walking over to the bed, she sat her bag down and waited till both Zee and Bella were comfortable enough with her here to let her look at his wounds. "Zsadist" she spoke firmly but softly.
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Post by Bella Aghony on Apr 27, 2012 0:42:10 GMT -5
Stepping over to the side of the bed, she smiled down at Zsadist and took his hand. "Jane's going to look at your wounds now." She let out a breath then gave Jane a nod before glancing over to Mary, hoping that if Zsadist started freaking out again, she'd be able to help.
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Post by Zsadist Aghony on Apr 27, 2012 1:09:39 GMT -5
This was getting so fucked up. He was having this problem because of one female and what the fuck but the room was suddenly teeming with them. Glanced at Jane then to Bella.
"I've kept them clean. Tell them, I'm clean. Bella, they don't fucking need to look, everything about me is clean."
Though he spoke softly, she had seen he brillo pads in the trash before the doggen came, as well as that ajax. His wrists were festering and bubbling and he couldn't feel his ankles any longer. All the same he couldn't take his eyes away from Bella alone, she was his only salvation in a world that had reverted to pain.
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Post by Jane Bloodletter on Apr 27, 2012 1:32:37 GMT -5
She kneeled and reached up to pull the sheet down some so she could get a full look of his wrists. One quick heartwrenching look up at Bella and then Zsadist and she turned to grab her gloves and a pair of scissors and foreceps from her bag. Sliding the gloves on "I have to cut away the infected skin Zee. Its the only way to allow for proper healing." She watched their expressions and slowly went to grab ahold of his forearm and turn it so his wrist lay flat on the sheet. No easy way to do this without causing him more pain but it was neccesary.
Holding the scissors in one hand and the foreceps in the other, she went to work snipping away the shred skin that lay around the still open wound. Surprisingly he didn't flinch any while she worked and most likely that was his pain tolerance in mix with Bella beside him. Keeping her motions fluid and smooth, she finally cleared all the infected dead skin away and dropped the scissors down on a sterile strip next to her hands on the bed.
Reaching down into her bag, she grabbed a bottle of disinfectant so she could flush out the wound. Leaning back over, she tilted the bottle and filled the gaping wound. Setting the bottle down, she grabbed some gauze and went to tap dry the excess away and Zee hissed at her when she grabbed hold of his wrist. Her eyes going wide for a moment "Zsadist it has to be done. Do you want to lose half your arms or legs? No I'm sure you don't. Please let me work and help you."
Swiping up a suture kit next, she was sated that his wrist was clean and sterile enough now to let her close up the gashes. A few minutes later, she tied the thread off in a knot and snipped the extra off with the scissors. Field medical work had become a specialty of hers since coming into the family so she was quite proficient at quick but thorough work.
She cleaned up her work area next to his left wrist and moved around to his right, repeating the same action as before. Once she was done there, she walked to the edge of the bed and pulled back the sheet covering his ankles. He had settled his attention onto only Bella and not what she was doing and that helped her greatly. His ankles were a lot worse then his wrists so it took her a little while longer to get them looking better, at least to her desire for them to be. Never even flinching again with her digging around in his flesh, she was very proud of him for that. Cleaning up everything, she pulled off her gloves and bundled everything in one heap and walked over to the trash can and disposed of it.
"He will heal as he should AS long as he feeds. And fully feeds. No short cutting it this time. No matter what Please. You hear me Zsadist, you have to feed and rest." Rummaging around in her bag, she grabbed a tube of ointment and handed it to Bella. "Put this on the wounds, it will help, no matter what, it will help with resounding pain." Her part was done, there was nothing more she could do so she gave a hug to Mary and nodded to Bella and Zsadist. "Call me if you need me please."
With that, she picked up her bag and walked out of their mated bedroom.
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Post by Mary Tohrture on Apr 27, 2012 1:48:52 GMT -5
While Jane had worked on Zee's physical wounds, Mary had focused her attention on his mental ones. She could see it in his eyes as easily as other people could see the color of his irises. She knew he was there right now only because Bella's presence chained him to the present. The past was trying to drag him back, to return him to the woman that could destroy him even in death. The Mistress.
Bella kept her gaze locked on Zee's and Mary decided to try to ground him using a different sense: hearing.
"Hey, Zsadist. It's me, Mary, once again nagging you with my sweet voice. Keep those pretty eyes on Bella, mind you? Yeah, I know, like you would have done different. I have to say all this skin stuff is a little bit eww but if I can deal with it, just a poor fragile human, so can you..." She paused, unsure about what to say now."Did I tell you that Nalla had been asking about you? What are we going to tell her if you don't heal soon? Are you willing to let her hurt your child with her past actions? No, right? I thought so...." She flinched as she looked at what Jane just did. "If I were you, I'd flinch, you know? Bella is about to faint there, I think she even looks a little bit green. See? You need to heal to hold her up...." Mary kept babbling stupid shit, trying to distract him from the present, to pull him back from the past.
Finally, Jane was done and Mary sighed relieved. After the Doc left, she approached Bella and Zsadist. She'd like to touch him but she knew better. "Feed, Zee. Understood? Or I will come nagging ALL NIGHT ALONG. You know I will." She hugged Bella quickly and kissed her cheek, then whispered in her cheek. "Be strong, sister. And call me if you need." Though Mary didn't feel particulary useful.
Sighing, she left the room.
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Post by Bella Aghony on Apr 27, 2012 2:09:42 GMT -5
She had kept her eyes locked with Zsadists the entire time, knowing not only did he need that but there was no way she could watch what Jane was doing. Her worry for her hellren seemed to slowly ease and be replaced by gratitude to Mary and Jane as Jane continued to work and Mary spoke encouraging words.
After all was said and done and she watched Mary and Jane leave, she sat down on the bed next to Zsadist and smiled. "See? Wasn't so bad. You did great."
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Post by Zsadist Aghony on Apr 27, 2012 2:24:13 GMT -5
Somewhere in the back of his mind he heard it all, felt everything as though he was watching from a distance. When had he become surrounded by so much strength? How, in all his fear and self loathing had he been so lucky to have all this around him. He couldn't speak, nor take his eyes off Bella through it all.
He was scared, relating was a problem he'd always had and now was no different. Though those blue eyes held him to the Earth. More than words, or soft touches he hadn't felt, those eyes pulled him in and kept him from lashing out. With every moment, She drifted further off and Bella once again moved into her place within his mind.
So when they were both gone, the two of them alone his voice came out a little unfinished, just a bit small.
"You heard them. Guess I have to take you." Sliding his arm around her shoulders, he pulled her into his lap then covered her mouth with his.
As always she tasted like heaven, though he had his own definition of it, as his tongue searched her lips, caressed her's then ran across her fangs; she felt like it too.
Tears running down his face he was unaware of, he embraced his love, his heart, the soul that held his together while reality seeped back into his mind, her body covering his need to be truly, completely...
Clean.
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