I stood in a spot and waited patiently for my feet and body to feel like mine. It didn't actually do those two things, but it made me feel better about myself. Finally, I walked slowly, but surely to my bed. I flopped down on it. I couldn't bear sitting on the floor, it was too much work. And, my legs were crying at the pressure exerted on them.
I lay face down, and tried to rub his lips from me by rubbing my face repeatedly on the sheets. It only made it worse, for I could practically see his lips taking mine with a reckless abandon.
I walked out and went back to that door. It was open once more, and my heart bled in response. The sight in front of me repulsed me to my stomach. Two of my pack members were bleeding from almost all parts of their bodies. It hurt to see.
I tried to mask my expression as I looked right at the guards.
"Who are you? We've not seen you before," one of them queried with suspicion tainting each word.
