•♦Breath♦•

Chapter Five

   My eyes fluttered open slowly. At first, I saw nothing.. But then my vision slowly started coming back. I didn't recognize the room I was in, which worried me a bit. I scanned the room slowly, and stopped half-way, my head pounding from pain. I squeezed my eyes shut, and held my head in my hands. Instantly, I regretted it. My hands found a long, deep gash in the side of my cheek, and I groaned in pain. I felt something wet on my hand, and guessed the wound was still new. Opening my eyes, I saw that I was right. My wound was weeping blood, and now it was all over my hands.
   I resisted the urge to wipe my hands on the white sheets that flowed over my body. Looking around for anything to clean my hands with, I spotted a sink across the room. Sighing, I pushed the white sheet off my body, and was shocked to find that I was only wearing underwear and a bra. Where the hell did my clothes go? I looked around the room frantically, hoping to find something more to wear. The feeling of being naked in a place you don't know is not a feeling you hope to feel. After not finding anything to wear, I sighed, giving up. At least no one was around to see me, and as far as I could see, no cameras were in the room.
   Carefully, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and sat up. Dizziness was setting in now. I can tell this is going to be oh, so fun, I thought, sliding off of the bed and finally standing on my feet. My whole body ached, and it felt as if I was burned with boiling hot water. Slowly, I made my way towards the sink, almost falling a couple times. Finally, I poured some soap into my blood covered hands, then turned the faucet on and washed my hands and face. Afterwards, I turned the water off and grabbed a paper towel beside the sink to dry off my face and hands.
     "Oh my, I'm so sorry. I didn't know you were up yet." I heard somebody say, and I quickly spun around, breathless. Ashes was standing at the door with his back to me.
     "Oh my god. Ashes, why can't you knock?!" I yelled, grabbing onto the sink so I don't fall.
     "I didn't want to wake you, in case you were still sleeping. Hurry up and find something to cover yourself with." Ashes said.
   I walked over to the bed and sat down, pulling the white sheet over me. My head was spinning and my body was on fire.
     "Okay, you can look." I said, holding my head in my hands.
     "Are you okay? What's wrong?" Ashes said, quickly walking over to me and staring at my face.
     "I feel horrible, but that doesn't matter. Where the hell are we and why am I only wearing my unmentionables?" I glared at him, gritting my teeth from the pain in my head.
     "We're in the infirmary, it's connected to the side of our home. And about your clothes, well.. They were covered in blood, and torn. I hope you don't mind, but I had to go through your drawers to find you a new pair of unmentionables." Ashes said, blushing a little. He was probably surprised to find what I wore.
     "Well, I guess I can understand.. But I'm still mad at you for walking in on me." I said, leaning my head against the wall. The cold radiated off it, soothing the aching in my head just a little.
     "That wasn't my fault, I was hoping you were still asleep.. Now honestly, are you okay? Do you need anything, like medicine or bandages or an ice pack? I have anything you need to make you feel better." Ashes said, watching my face closely.
     "Do you have anything to knock me out?" I asked, scooting down the bed a little so I could relax against the pillows.
     "Knocking you out would make you feel worse, not better." Ashes said, sitting down on the edge of the bed.
     "At least I could escape this horrible head ache for a little while." I sighed and closed my eyes.
   Ashes laid down beside me and pulled me up a little so my head was leaning against his chest. His actions surprised me, but I felt so much better being so close to him. I felt him sigh in relief, and I knew that it was because he didn't want me to push him away. Normally, I would've argued and tried to stop him, but I was too weak and damaged to. So, I just surrendered and let myself fall asleep on him.
   Right before I slipped into unconciousness, I felt him wrap his arms around me and whisper five words that would change both of our lives forever.
     "I think I love you..."
                                                                                                                                                - Harmony Laverna