B E L L A
"I didn't ask you a fucking explanation of what you learnt!" I heard someone shout. I could see anything but black. Why were my eyes closed? When did I close my eyes? Slowly, I opened my eyes.
"I-I th-think sh-she Ju-Ju-just g-" My eyes widened at what I saw. Xanthos was holding a man with his neck. The man's eyes looked as though it was going to pop out of their sockets. His legs were dangling in the air. By his actions and looks, it looked like he was in a near-death situation. I stared back at Xanthos. His eyes held fury in them. I gazed at him afraid. I had to save the man.
"Can't speak properly? Just a few minutes ago you were explaining some shit theory to me. What about how you explain the theory? Okay, let me ask you my question to you again. What's going on with her?" I had to save the man but I felt frozen in one place. I tried to get up but I felt heavy. I had no vitality in me to get up.
I glanced at the man. He was struggling to speak. "My bad, I'm feeling pity for you. You asked me for permission to inject something on her. Ask me that question again with your sweet voice." When the man didn't answer, he continued, "Why? can't ask? Did you fucking think her to be some lab rat?!" He shouted or more like growled while I carefully reached for a glass of water which was kept at the right side of the bed I was laying in.
"S-sir...se-sem-atriptan...mi-migraine-" He struggled to speak.
"But that-" Xanthos pointed at the tube which was lying down on the ground now broken into pieces. "-doesn't smell like sumatriptan injection to me. You're going to test your newly made drug on a naive human to check whether it's working or not. Isn't it?" The man's face turned red by now. "Answer me!"
I gulped the glass of water before I faced Xanthos. "Xanthos," I said in a small voice. It was almost a whisper. He was too concentrated on the person he was holding. I plucked out all the tubes that were attached to me and got up from the bed. I ran towards the scene though I felt light-headed.
"Xanthos leave him!" I shouted. However, he continued to be deaf. I touched his hand that was around the man's neck. It looked as though he was ready to separate the man's head from his body. As soon as I touched his hands, I was thrown across the room. I hollered in pain as my back hit a steel table with a large force. I was sure new bruises are added to my back. I sat straight on the ground and tried to get up but my back exploded with pain. I whimpered, "Xanthos, leave the man." My voice shook because of fear.
His head snapped to my direction. When he saw me on the ground in pain, he left the man that he was holding and ran to my side. He whimpered when I cowered away from him.
"Aman-Bella I wasn't -I-I didn't mean to hurt you." He came to me again. I tried to stand up and run away from him. However, I couldn't. I felt my back as if it was on fire. I squirmed a little to adjust my back straight.
"Go-go aw-way from me. Don't come to me." I kept my hands in a defensive stance. I was shaking like a leaf; afraid. I was sure fear was written all over my face. He tried to come near me but I stopped him. "Don't." I looked straight in his eyes. His eyes were bloodshot. His lips were trembling. A traitor tear slipped from his eyes. Was he crying?
"I'm sorry Bella. Please don't reject me. Let me help you." His voice was shaky.
"No!" I shook my head. He took another step forward. "No! go away!" I kept my hand back at both sides of me for support. I felt some sticky liquid on my right palm. I gasped when I saw blood pooling from my back. I turned my head to look at the floor behind me. There were sharp items like knives, needles and scissors. Oh, that would have caused the blood pool from my back.
"Bella, I need to take you back to the bed," he said desperately. He looked at where I was staring before. His face etched with pain and another tear slipped from his now coal coloured eyes. Why was he in pain? My heart hurt at the sight of him in pain.
"You wouldn't take me back to the bed. Is Mason there?" He looked down at me with an angry expression. I could swear that I saw a hint of jealousy swirl in his orbs. Was he going to hit me again? I moved back; away from him. His face held sadness before he nodded his head.
"I'm sorry Bella." He bowed his head as if he felt shameful to meet my eyes. I looked away. I didn't want to fall for his tricks. After some time Mason and Natasha both walked in. The doctor was nowhere to be seen.
"Bella! What the hell happened to you? Why are you on the ground? Oh, my goddess! Blood!" Natasha exclaimed. She covered her mouth with her right hand.
"Vlaxin asked me to carry you back to the bed. So, Can I?" I nodded my head.
"Who is Vlaxin?"
"Xanthos...yeah-" He got cut off by Natasha.
"It's the Xanthos family doctor's name?" She asked more than answering, "Right Mason?" She laughed awkwardly.
"Yeah..." He trailed off unsure. He too laughed awkwardly. Why were they lying?
Mason carried me back to the bed. I was hanging from his shoulder like a dead doll. My back was clustering so badly. I wished to feel numb in this situation. He put me on my stomach on the bed. I let out a cry at the sudden movement because of pain that exploded on my back.
"Mason idiot, be gentle at least for once," Natasha scolded Mason making me giggle.
Mason looked at me. "I was gentle while putting you down. Right?" He asked with a puppy dog face.
"No and yes. You were trying to but ok," I spoke through my pain.
"Haha! On your face, Mason."
"She told I was trying to." Natasha clicked her tongue.
"Okay! Okay! Could anyone please call doctor Vlaxin?" I intruded their bicker. They looked at each other before looking back at me.
"Hmm..doctor Vlaxin just supervises the other doctors. He asked a doctor to come to bandaid you," Mason replied whilst glaring at Natasha.
The door of the hospital room opened. A woman with white hair and blue eyes walked in. She was wearing a white coat by which I guessed that she was the doctor who was going to treat me.
"Hello, my dear. I'm Dr Nicola and I'm here to treat you. May I?" I nodded my head.
"Beta Mason and Natasha, Could you two give us a minute or two?" They nodded their heads before walking out.
"Why did you call him Beta Mason?" I asked her; confused.
"Oh..um I simply called him. I normally call Mason to be Beta."
"Oh..weird nickname," I said scrunching my nose. She pinched my cheeks causing me to look at her with wide eyes.
"Dear, you looked so adorable when you scrunched your nose." She came again to pinch my cheeks but I swatted her hands away from my cheeks and blushed. After so many years someone pinched my cheeks. Only my mom used to do that. "Look at you, oh my You're blushing. You look really adorable."
I giggled at her adoration for me. "Thank you."
"Ok, it's going to pain. Now keep your face down. I'm going to apply an ointment which will burn your wounds that's created." I nodded my head. I felt her zip down my hospital gown. I heard her gasp. Oh, shoot! I forgot I had other bruises that were created by my oh so dear father. "My dear, I can see the scars and bruises other than the new ones. What happened? I have to inform Alpha."
"What?!" I coughed. "No, you're not informing this to anyone. I am a very clumsy person and bruise up very easily." I turned my head towards her direction.
"But, I could see scars created by using a whip."
"That one was when me and my friends playing 'whip-whip' and then when we got hurt we all went home to our parents and understood that we should not last with whips. It took one whole month to heel," I laughed at my own lie. Who will be having whips at home to play with?
"Oh, hun, What was your age?"
"I was 8 or something when I decided to play this stupid game."
"Dear, you should have had common sense." Did she just believe my lie? Woah! Or maybe she didn't want to press the answer further from me?
"I know right, my father told me the same thing," I continued lying through my teeth.
"Ok, let me clean your present wound. This medicine will heal your bruises faster but still, there will be scars." I bobbed my head.
I felt some cool substance on my back. After a few seconds, I let out a scream. It was freaking paining so much, even more than getting hurt. I bit my lip for controlling my cries. I squeezed my eyes shut.
"I'm done, my dear." I shook my head trying to express my gratitude.
"My pleasure, dear." Did she understand my head shake of gratitude? Wow, she must have had treated so many patients before. I heard footsteps retreating away from my bed and then the sound of the closing of the door.
I opened my eyes as the pain subsides. I sighed, I felt my back becoming numb. I sat up slowly before reaching my hand back to pull the hospital gowns zip. I struggled but I somehow zipped it.
The door swung opened revealing my dear father and my step-mom standing there. Angelo closed the door behind her. Glaring at me, they both walked towards me.
"What's this drama? I was enjoying my day when I get a phone call about my dear daughter admitted to a hospital. Are you trying to gain attention from the students at your new school?" My father slapped me across my face. "Tell me, bitch!" He whisper-yelled
"N-no!" I shook my head petrified.
"Calm down." Angelo hugged my father. He put his head in the crook of her neck and sniffed it. He then pulled away and looked or more like glared down at me. "We don't want our Alpha to find out about the abuse. We'll take care of her at home." He nodded his head.
"Bitch, get ready we are taking you home." When I heard the word home, I cowered back, I knew what's going to happen. I nodded my head in approval. They exit the room not before glaring at me one last time and closed the door.
What was I going to go through this time?