Author's Note: Reccomended listening Never Too Late by Three Days Grace


Chapter 5

After much shouting and cursing, The Doctor finally took me home. He healed all my cuts to only pink scars that stood out because of my vampire pale skin. He dropped me off outside my apartment complex and I left him without a second glance. I ran into, and up to, my apartment. I unlocked, opened the door, and was met with a blow to my face. I fell, hard, onto my back and knocked my head on the cement floor. My vision was all black, for a moment, but I could feel the throbbing in my roots as I was grabbed by my hair. My vision came back, but I could only see the floor coming up towards me as my face was smashed into the floor. I could feel the blood run down the side of my face as I was kicked in the ribs. I could feel, and hear, the snap of my ribs. I bit my tongue, drawing blood, trying not to scream at the pain. I was tossed onto my stomach and I could feel, and hear, my clothes tearing. I could feel the burning sensation as he thrust into me. He clapped his hand over my mouth and I cried as he continued to plow into me. I wanted to die, it hurt so bad... I was so numb. He slowed down and completely stopped after a minute. His body was limp and crushing me... he passed out. I whimpered as I crawled out from underneath him. I crawled my way to the bathroom, and was about a foot away when it happened. I felt a hand on my back and I gasped; I looked up and saw The Doctor kneeling next to me.

"Are you ready to leave, now?" he asked, his eyes sympathetic. I swallowed and nodded as more tears fell from my eyes, "Come on..."

He helped me get up, then picked me up. He cradled me in his arms and I wrapped mine around his neck as I nuzzled my head into his chest. I dared to look around and saw my mom passed out on the couch, syringe full of Heroin in hand, my dad passed out on the floor, pants around his ankles. I buried my face in his chest and he continued to carry me to my room. I'm gonna have to try... I'm gonna have to try and trust him.

He laid me on my bed and asked me, "Where's your suitcase?"

I sniffled and pointed to my closet, "On the top shelf in my closet..."

He got my purple suitcase out of my closet and opened it on my bed, only to find that I already had clothes in there.

He looked at me, "Been planning on running away?"

I shook my head, "Waiting for my grandma to come get me."

"Is she coming?"

"She will... she promised me she would."

"When?"

"Almost a year ago..."

"Ginger-"

"She's coming!"

He sighed deeply and sat down on my bed, running his hand through his hair, "Do you want to go to her?"

I sat up, "You'd do that for me?"

"Anything to keep you safe..."

I smiled but stopped and hissed, instantly, as I felt the pain in my face and ribs.
He zipped up my bag and picked it up, "I'll be right back..."

I nodded and wrapped my Hello Kitty blanket around me. I saw my black guitar and decided to take that with me, too. It was signed by the band members of Black Veil Brides, in silver Sharpie... I smiled at the memory of my grandma Sandra taking me to their concert, with backstage passes.

The Doctor came back in and I nodded to my electric guitar, "I want to take that..."

He nodded and picked me up, I was still wrapped in my blanket. He walked over to my guitar and I picked it up. He took me back to his box and carried me back to the examination room that he took me to before. He propped my guitar against the wall, took my Hello Kitty blanket, and sat me on the examination table. He helped me get what was left of my shirt and pants off, then helped me out of my panties and bra. There was no blush on his cheeks, now. He tossed my soiled clothes in the trash can, inside they burned to ashes. He went to a counter and wet a cloth before returning back to me. He cleaned the blood from my sides, where my dad kicked me in the ribs, and took extra care to be gentle. I blushed, slightly, when he tucked my hair behind my ear and cleaned my face. I was all clean, except for one area... this is where he blushed.

"I-um... I have to, you know?" he stuttered, "You can't move to..." he didn't finish that and moved on, "...with your ribs broken."

I nodded, "It's okay..."
He helped me lay back on the table and I, slowly, spread my legs. I blushed furiously when I could sense his presence so close to my groin. He cleaned off my inner thighs, first, and I tried not to make a squealing sound when I felt the rag stroke down my opening, next. He stroked up and I felt something tighten in my navel. He stroked down, one more time, and I felt his finger slip off the rag and enter me, just slightly. He pulled away quickly and came in my line of vision as I gasped.

"I'm sorry!" he exclaimed, "It was an accident, I swear! I didn't mean to-"

I turned my head away from him, "It's fine, Doctor... just finish up, please."


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