I Hate Everything About You: Chapter 4

Wrath: 

I’m not quite sure how long it had been since everything went dark in the alley, but none of this had turned out like I had planned. I was supposed to be spending the rest of eternity with my Queen, not shunned at the doors of The Fade, only to end up here, in what was obviously the med suite with a bullet lodged in my heart and another that had been through-and-through in my gut. Well, I was guessing by now that bullet lodged in my heart had been removed. Or, at least I hoped it had. I’d obviously had surgery due to that hideous incision going all the way down my chest. Thank fuck we don’t scar.

My attempt to move triggered all sorts of alarms that only made my head pound worse, so I fell back on the gurney and closed my eyes. In an instant, Manny and Ehlena were both at my side, waiting to hear how I was feeling, where I was hurting, and most importantly how they could help. “You could leave me the fuck alone, is how you can help!” I knew it was harsh, but I had just been put through the ringer. Do you have any idea what it’s like to finally find yourself at the doors of The Fade, only to be turned away by the one person you love most in the entire world? Yeah, I didn’t want any kind of help. I just wanted to go back, back to The Fade and have it turn out all differently.

Manny and Ehlena were insisting on answers, but I didn’t care. I just kept my eyes closed and tried to wish it all away. Eventually, they gave up, telling each other I needed some more rest. Things would be different in a few hours. Best of fucking luck to you on that!

Whicked:

*I blinked once, twice, three times trying to clear my vision.  My head was pounding but I didn’t have the heaviness I felt before I passed out.  Shit! I passed out due to blood loss from giving the King a major transfusion. I sat up quickly, looking around an unfamiliar bedroom.  My eyes darted around until they settled on a red headed Male sat in the corner. He settled a book on his lap, a smile curving up the corners of his mouth.  “Hey Whicked, how you feeling?” I tugged the duvet up higher realising I was still in my soiled bra and leather trousers “Uhhhhh who are you and where am I?”  He reached up and ran his hand through his hair and then leaned back and stretched out until he cracked a few tight muscles. “Well...my name is Blaylock, you can call me Blay and you are safe, you are at our compound.  I brought you up here to rest, you collapsed after you fed the Wrath. I thought I would hang around till you woke up, see if I could maybe offer you my vein, you know... to say thank you for saving the King.

I eyed the Male wearily,  he seemed nice enough I guess and if I was still in the Brotherhood’s compound I was surely safe.  He seemed to anticipate my wariness and his smile turned into a soft chuckle. “Don’t worry, you are safe here.  No-one will come through these doors if you don’t want them to, I will make sure of that, if that is what you want of course.  That includes me, if you don’t want me in here, I will totally respect your choice and I can take this chair out into the hall with me.  Your call.”

Wrath:

Eventually, thinking that I needed some sleep, Ehlena and Manny left the room. Of course, they left the door half-open and I knew they weren’t far, but I could finally relax a little. I didn’t have to pretend to be sleeping anymore. I opened my eyes and ran through all the recent events.

The trip to The Fade almost seemed like a dream. At that point, I might have actually believed it had been… if it hadn’t been for the fact that I had /felt/ Beth’s breath on my face as she leaned in to kiss me, the touch of her soft lips brushing against mine, and the way my heart broke when she turned me away. The intensity of it all had been way too vivid to have been a dream. I would have rather it had been a dream, because that would mean that Beth was still up there, waiting to welcome me unto The Fade with open arms. But, I knew she wasn’t. I knew if I did something like this again, it would end up with the same outcome. Beth standing guard over the doors to The Fade, keeping me out for some unknown reason. How could she do this to me? If the roles were reversed, I never would have been able to turn her away! No. Fucking. Way! Not in a million years could I deny that female anything! How could she possibly have denied me?

My thoughts began to drift and I realized that before they had left, someone had added a slight bit of sedative to my IV. Well, fuck! That’ll teach me to pretend to be asleep.

Whicked:

*I eyed the redhead slightly less warily than before,  he seemed pretty chill. I shrugged my shoulders lightly.  “Sure...stay if you want but could I maybe get a clean tee or something?  Not sure if is such a good idea to walk around here in just my bra and leathers,  right?” *He was up and out of the seat before I finished talking, he pulled open the door to a wardrobe and grabbed a plain black fleece from a shelf and gently tossed it my way.  I caught it mid air and smiled as he turned his back to me so I could slip it on. “You know, we do have a shower here, you could get yourself cleaned up if you want before Fritz takes you home?”  I pulled my flame coloured locks out from the fleece* Fritz? Sorry who is Fritz? *He turned back to face me* He is the main man around here, he makes sure that everyone is taken care of properly. He will take you home, whenever you are good to go but like I said,  you can take a shower or I can get you some food from the kitchen, whatever you want?

I pushed back the sheets and clambered out of the bed.  “Truthfully I just want to get out of here and get back home,  I probably shouldn’t be here. You guys don’t usually put up strangers here, right? So I don’t wanna compromise you or anything.”  He nodded slowly, his fingers playing with the bottom of his cashmere sweater anxiously as if he was jonesing for something. My guess would be that he was either coming off of smokes or drugs.  He seemed pretty squeaky clean so my guess was that it was cigarettes. I made for the door but paused and reached out to steady myself against the wall to wait out a bout of dizziness. I needed to take a vein,  maybe I could make till I get home and call Ahxton, the Male I usually fed from.

Wrath:

Trying hard to fight the drugs that were running through my veins, I faded in and out, all the while trying to remember every small detail about my time with Beth. There was the unbelievable sensation of having her in my arms, again, as well as the fury that unfolded as she fought with me to leave. But, there was something else that tickled just beyond the details of my memory. It was something that I didn’t understand, and made me a little uneasy… what the fuck was it? As the memories floated through my head, I tried to remember it all, but the drugs were making it all so difficult. However, that one thing seemed so important. Something about there being so much ahead of me… What the fuck was it that she said?

I took a deep breath and allowed the drugs to take over. Hopefully, once I have my wits about me again, things will be more clear. One could only hope, because this mish-mash of memories tangling together was beginning to piss me off. I wanted to remember it all, every single second of my time with my Queen. Apparently, it would be the last time I saw her for a long, long time and I wanted to savor every moment.

Whicked:

*Black dots appeared in my vision as I used the wall to support my weight.  Well maybe I couldn’t wait till I got home to feed. Blaylock came over behind me but kept his hands off my svelte frame, but I knew if it seemed like I was gonna faceplant the floor, he would catch me first.  I pushed off the wall gently and half walked, half stumbled back over to the bed. Blaylock sat down on the bed, but kept a generous distance as if maintaining a modicum of decency. Something I definitely wasn’t used to with the Males I have fed from before, including Ahxton, although he was one of the nicer I had been with.

As I sat next to the Male, he rolled up his sweater sleeve and slowly put his forearm out to me. I sat and stared at his proffered arm for a moment as if convincing myself that I needed to do this, in truth I didn’t like this feeling of being out of control,  I never let myself get to this eat a horse kinda hungry before and I 100% didn’t want to get like this again. The lightheadedness made me feel like a space cadet. I leaned over and gently wrapped my hand around his wrist, pulling him toward me. I eyed his veins keenly before I angled my head closer.  As my fangs elongated, I licked my lips, the hunger taking over me. I stuck at his wrist like a cobra, unable to be gentle about my bite. He stiffened for a second or two before relaxing as I began taking long pulls of his blood. 

Wrath:

Once I woke up, my head felt like complete shit. The pounding headache, along with the muffled recollection of all that had happened made me want to vomit. That’s not even to mention the sounds of all the hospital equipment beeping and making noises. “Shut this shit up!” I screamed as I swung my arms out wide, hoping to push some of it away. I wasn’t super thrilled to have anyone in the room, poking and prodding at me, or inquisitioning me, but my head felt like it was about to explode and if someone didn’t shut this crap up soon, I was going to stumble out of bed and destroy it all.

It took all of about 5 seconds for Manny and Ehlena to be at my bedside, Tohr quick on their heels. Manny and Ehlena were firing off questions about my health and how I was feeling, while Tohr was giving me the third degree. What the hell did I think I was doing? Did I not take into consideration how this would affect the race, the Brotherhood, LW? I just about leapt off the gurney at him for that one. He didn’t seem to care, though. He kept right on going. It was obvious that he was beyond pissed. Well so the fuck was I! I had been through literal hell and back in the past day or so (I was guessing on the time) and wanted no part of this berating horseshit he was throwing at me.

“I don’t need to put up with this bullshit from you, Tohr. Just get the fuck out!” I snarled, trying to muster up as much aggression as I could in the situation I was in.

Slender fingers wrapped around Tohr’s arm, “Tohr, please. He needs to rest.” Ehlena pleaded, but aside from flinging his arm out of her grasp, he ignored her.

“I don’t give a flying fuck what you think you need, Wrath! You went out there with a death wish! Don’t fool yourself for a second into thinking that there is one person in this mansion that doesn’t realize that!” Turning to Manny, he shot out. “Get me a goddamn wheelchair.” Shouting out the door, “Butch, get your ass in here. I’m going to need your help.”

Whicked:

*His blood felt amazing as it slid down my throat, I could feel his power running into my veins, returning some of my strength to me.  I didn’t take much, only enough to make me strong enough to get home and set up something with Ahxton. Truth be told feeding from this Male felt all wrong, and I wasn’t sure that feeding from Ahx would be any different.  There was only one Male I wanted to feed from. What?! What the fuck was I thinking? The King was off limits to a civilian like me, shit to any Female. He was grieving over his Shellan and from what I heard, it was hard for a bonded Male to ever get over the loss of his Mate. I am sure it would be worse if that Shellan had bore a young, like the Queen had for Wrath.  The Male had lost the centre of his universe and here was I wondering how his blood would taste. What the fuck was wrong with me, mooning over an unavailable Male such as Wrath.

I pulled away from Blaylock and wiped my lips with the back of my already blood covered hand.  I sat as still as stone and stared at them. They were stained with the King’s blood, the King had almost died….in my arms.  I started to shake uncontrollably and Blaylock looked at me concerned, his eyes locked onto me. “Whicked, are you ok?” I barely heard his question,  it only dimly registered as I stared at my hands which I started rubbing against my leather trousers. “Uh...yeah, I um, I just need to go home Blaylock,  can you get that Fritz guy to take me home. Now. Please?

He watched me intently for a moment before he nodded.  “Yeah sure, of course. I will do that right now for you.   *He nodded to the door at the back of the room* The bathroom is right in there if you want to freshen up for the trip, you know clean up or something”?  I got up as if on autopilot and headed to the closed door, behind me I heard the handset of the phone next to the bed being picked up and the push of a button.  As I pushed open the door and flicked the lightswitch, I could hear Blaylock talking over the phone to someone, Fritz I assumed. I closed the door and stood against it.  I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths before taking a few short steps to the mirror and glancing into it, checking out my reflection. My skin was white as a snowdrop against the fire engine red of my hair.  There were streaks of blood across my face, the King’s blood. A few scratches from digging through the rubble I guess. Dirt and blood matted my hair, well at least the fleece I had put on was clean. I would hate to see how bad I looked underneath it.  

A soft knock at the door startled me and I heard Blaylock’s voice through the door. “Whicked,  we are ready to go whenever you are”. I took a deep cleansing breath and about turned and pulled open the door.  “OK, then let’s go, I am ready now.”

Wrath:

Manny gave Tohr a hard look, but exited the room, anyway. No sooner was he gone and Butch was there. 

“Oh, good.” Ehlena remarked, “Talk some sense into Tohr, please? Wrath needs to rest.”

“Wrath can rest when he’s actually dead and gone, for good. Right now, he needs to get his ass down the hallway and properly thank this female for the offering of her vien. If it weren’t for her, he wouldn’t be here right now, and as much as he wishes that statement were true, she needs to be thanked. Now, work it out so that all this shit he’s attached to can move with him. They’ve already called for Fritz to take her home.” 

Was he fucking serious?! He was going to get me out of this gurney, feeling and looking like I was, and force me down the corridor to thank some female for doing something I never asked her to do, and if I could’ve, I wouldn’t have asked it of her? “Fuck you, Tohr! You are not getting me out of this goddamn bed!”

“Maybe not alone. But, that’s why I’m here.” Came the thick Boston accent. “Between the two of us and the drugs in your system, we’ll get you in that wheelchair and down the hall. She needs to be thanked, man, and not by the rest of us. It needs to come from you. Respect.”

Within seconds Manny walked in, wheelchair in tow. He still had a sour look on his face and it was directed at Tohr and Butch. “He shouldn’t be doing this, right now. He needs his rest. He’s still recovering. For crying out loud, he was shot twice, once in the heart. Give him a beat.”

His pleading was all for naught, though. These two shitheads weren’t listening to reason. They were just pissed off at me, so this was retaliation.

Whicked:

*I brushed a lock of hair from my face and tucked it behind my ear.  I stepped out of the bathroom and followed the Male out of the room. Once out in the hallway, there seemed to be a lot of commotion,  people everywhere. The blonde warrior and his Shellan. A tall brunette Female standing close by them, she eyed me and smiled. Another brunette stood with the King’s son and a teenage girl roughly about the same age as the young prince.  I felt eyes on me from everywhere. As we got to the staircase, I caught sight of an aged doggen waiting patiently at the foot of the stairs, ah this must be Fritz. The peanut gallery were all standing at the edge of the balustrade, peering down at us.  Seemed to be everyone but Vishous and the King, well everyone I had seen before at least.  

“Mistress,  if you would like to follow me,  I shall take you to your home before the sun comes up”.  I glanced over at Blaylock and offered him a small smile.  “Thank you Blaylock, for the offer of your vein and for taking care of me….I appreciate it.”  I gave him a small nod and he smiled back. “No problem Whicked, the least I could do for the Female who saved the King.”

I took one last look around the foyer,  part of me wishing that Wrath had been here,  I would have liked to see him before I left, but I am sure he was still flat out on his back recovering from this wounds. 

I followed the doggen out of the Mansion and into the darkness beyond.  Fritz held open the passenger side rear door, and I slid in without a backward glance.  I needed to get home and try and put this whole mess behind me.  

Wrath:

I, in no way, helped the two asshats get me into that wheelchair. But, they were right. Between the drugs and the two of them, I was by far outmanned. So, after attempting to fight them off, and ten minutes later, I was firmly planted in the wheelchair Manny had drug in. 

Before they wheeled me off, Manny and Ehlena insisted on making sure that all cables were connected properly and weren’t going to get ripped off by the trip. They also wanted to check my stats one more time, after all the manhandling was done. Blood pressure and heart rate a little elevated, but within acceptable ranges. Finally, reluctantly, they gave their okay.

As we wheeled out of the room, I half expected there to be a hallway full of faces, waiting on news of my wellbeing. I should have known better. As Tohr had said, they all knew what I had done and not one of them had really been interested in seeing me. Not even LW was down there, which was probably for the best. He didn’t need to see me as I was. At this point, I wasn’t sure how I would face him again. I hadn’t planned for that. How was I going to look him in the eyes after what I had done? Fuck! Why did she have to turn me away? Then I heard her voice, clear as day, ‘You have so much ahead of you. Welcome it. Welcome her…’

“Stop!” I growled. It was the memory that had been just beyond reach all day. ‘Welcome it. Welcome her…’ Fuck no! There was no way in hell she sent me back to love another… to love her. I reached out and grabbed at the next doorknob I saw. “I said, fucking stop!” Everything in my gut told me who the her was and I was not having it.

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