Chapter 54
"Dr. King?" Dr. Lane said, wondering what he was doing in his subject's room.
"You!" Drew glared at Justin. He still had not forgiven him for what he had done to May so he still had to restrain himself when seeing Justin to try not to attack him. If he did, Drew shuddered to imagine his punishment to be anything like Blane's torture.
"Blane?" Misty stood from where she sat on the chair. A heavy wieght lifted off her shoulders when she saw Blane. She was happy that, after hours of worrying, he was finally found. But when she saw his apperance her heart stopped beating for such a short second that she gasped out of breath. "What happened to him?" She demanded, coming up to see him closely. Blane resembled somewhat of a sad drunk. His eyes were listless and his body looked completely shut down.
As Misty looked over Blane, Justin turned to Drew. "Mr. Hayden." He said, hiding his confusion by simply looking over the scene. Because he saw Drew was helping Dr. Lane by carrying the weaker subject, he assumed Drew was taken to where they had kept Blane."How was your trip to detainment section with Dr. Lane?" He finished, smiling.
Drew glared harder at Justin.
Everyone, however, were still quite confused. Justin still wondered why Drew was even helping Blane at all but he pushed aside his own curiousity and decided to clear up his side of the story, first.
"Dr. Lane, here, let me help you." And Justin came up to take Dr. Lane's place. "I was just telling Miss Misty that she didn't need to worry about her partner. It seems she had been very worried about him, pressing the request button over and over." After putting Blane's arm around his neck and his own arm around Blane's upper body, keeping him well supported, Justin dug his fingers into Blane's side, to cause him pain.
A defensless whimper came from Blane that lasted only a few seconds until he was he was able to block the added pain.
When Misty cupped Blane's face in her hands, Justin was even more jealous. Blane was in such a state that Justin was afraid Misty would be more affectionate and attached to Blane. He didn't like the idea of Misty and Blane being a couple even though he knew that she would never be with a guy like him. He was the son of the man who trapped her in here. He had also beaten her friend. Justin stopped hurting Blane and sighed inwardly. He was thinking to much over this. Even if Blane was hurt, Misty wouldn't just fall head over heals for him. Blane might never be the same again. He might even become mentally unstable. Misty wouldn't be with him if he weren't able to take care of himself. Misty would want someone who could take care of her. That thought made Justin feel a little better.
Blane had his shirt on, which Gregory had sewed up while waiting for Dr. Lane to take Blane away, so Misty didn't see the stiches he had on his chest. But Blane looked drained of all strength and practically looked like he was dying, which freaked Misty out. "What happened to him?" She asked again.
Drew and Dr. King took Blane over to the bed and laid him down carefully.
Dr. Lane straightened his lab coat. "He just had a long day in detainment. He watched a few disturbing images and it scared him a little. But that's what he gets for disrepecting." Dr. Lane replied, smirking. "Come Dr. King." He said heading for the door.
Dr. King first gazed over at Misty while rubbing his thumb over his fingers in his pockets. Then he came up to her side as Dr. Lane stepped into the hallway.
Drew was watching Misty stroke Blane's cheek. Then Drew could only look into Blane's eyes and just picture the horror his eyes must have seen. He didn't pay attention to Justin as the scientist took out his hand from his pocket and touched Misty's shoulder with his finger tips.
"It will be alright." Justin said quietly to Misty who looked up at him confused and worried about Blane. For once, Justin changed the expression on his face. With his back to the camera, he looked at Misty with a soft smile and sad eyes. "It will be alright." He repeated only softer then he quickly changed his expression to calm and serene. The sadness left his eyes and he put his hand back in his pocket, turning to walk out of the room.
Drew heard the door shut and glanced around the room seeing the two behaviorists were gone. He wondered what Justin and Misty were talking about before they came back or if Justin was going to hurt Misty like he hurt May.
"He isn't moving at all. What happened, Drew?" Misty said, running her fingers through Blane's sweaty hair.
Drew looked at Misty from where he stood at the foot of the bed and sighed inwardly. "Just don't...touch him. He'll be fine-What did you and Dr. king talk about?" He asked.
Misty looked back into Blane's dull eyes and shrugged. "Nothing. He just asked me what was wrong and I told him I couldn't find Blane." Then Misty went off on the topic of Blane and talked about her mixed feelings for him. "I shouldn't have slapped him. He was mad when I did. He just wanted to see my cut...So he ran off and got himself into trouble, huh? Well I hope he learned his lesson that he needs to control his anger. Oh, I hope they weren't too hard on him. Were you there with him?" She asked.
"No...Just keep an eye on him...He's..." Drew didn't want to tell her what Blane had been through. He couldn't handle it himself. Everytime he thought about it he pictured a knife going into his own chest. "Just keep an eye on him."
And then Drew left Misty alone with Blane to go back to see May.
"Blane?" Misty whispered, sitting up on the bed next to him.
Blane blocked out all of his surroundings; it was something he picked up while in detainment. It was better to block out the world than live through it at that time.
Drew came into the room where May was sitting on the bed, folding and refolding the damp towel in her hands. She looked up when she saw Drew come in, wondering why he was late. "What took you so long, Drew?" She asked.
Drew looked at her from the doorway with a tired expression. He walked right up to her and took his seat beside her then leaned his shoulder against hers and turned his head until his lips found the corner of her mouth. May turned her head so that his lips were brushing against hers and she blushed.
"Drew?"
Drew kissed her softly then pulled his head back slowly. "I'm going to take a shower. If you're going to bed, you can turn out the light. I know my way around in the dark." He stood up and went to the bathroom.
"Are you sleeping in the bed?" She asked, tossing him the towel.
He caught the towel and let out a long breath, musing over it. He shrugged. "If you leave enough room."
"Are you calling me fat?" She smiled at the joke.
Drew chuckled. "No, I was just saying." He went into the bath and left the door opened as he turned on the shower. "You know...when I said to only sit by me at lunch...I didn't mean to take your friends away from you, May, but..." He came back into the room. "Well,...maybe I was being a little harsh. You can sit by Misty if you want tomorrow. She and Blane are going through some...rough times so..." He didn't feel the need to finish his sentence.
May fluffed her pillow. "Thank you, Drew." She smiled softly.
Drew smiled gently back at her then checked himself and cleared his throat, dropping his smile. "Goodnight, May." He went into the bath, shutting the door behind him.
Permanently Scarred: HOW DID YOU KNOW! O.O lol xD jk lol that would be...extremely disturbing OO
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