Prisoner- Chapter 33
Fang had hit Sam for what he did to me. I couldn't wait to see how much damage he had done to Sam's face. Now it was my turn to confront the person who betrayed me.
Fang walked in before me.
I heard Sam ask Fang, "Did you find her?"
"Yeah, he found me." I said walking in to look at Sam.
It was like time had frozen.
Looking at Sam's face, I felt the urge to give Fang a hug. The whole left side of his face had a purple bruise that looked like it hurt a lot. But as far as I was concerned, Sam deserved it.
Sam's eyes widened when he surveyed my injuries. Of course it was a lot worse than it looked. He couldn't see my cracked ribs or nearly dislocated shoulder.
"Max." He said looking speechless.
"Hi Sam." I said staring at him.
"I'm so…" He began.
"Sorry?" I snapped. "Are you really?"
"Yes." He said standing up quickly. "I didn't want to do it."
"Then why did you?" Fang asked from his place right next to me.
"Because they said they'd kill me if I didn't." Sam explained looking at me pleadingly. "I'll make it up to you, just tell me how."
"You can't make it up to me." I said shaking my head. "Just leave."
"Max." He said taking a step closer to me.
I stayed silent staring at the ground.
I saw his hand reach out to touch my arm, the one that wasn't bleeding and aching at my shoulder.
I let my emotions get the best of me and I put a punch to the already bruised side of his face. He dropped to the ground in less than a second and I felt great.
"That felt good." I said looking over at Fang.
He looked like he was trying to hide a smile.
Sam got up after minutes of whining about his face and ran out the door. His face looked awful and it probably hurt a lot.
After Sam left I lowered myself into a nearby chair.
"You okay?" Fang asked looking down at me concerned.
"Yeah." I said closing my eyes and taking in a deep breath.
I heard Fang start to walk out of the room.
"Fang." I said not opening my eyes.
"Yeah?" He asked stopping.
"Where's the flock?" I asked.
"In their rooms." He said knowing where I was going with the question. "Don't worry, I told them to stay in their rooms until I said it was okay to come out."
"Did they ask why?" I questioned opening my eyes.
"Yeah, I told them they needed to catch up on rest while we're here." He said with a shrug and small smile.
I smiled and closed my eyes again.
Fang walked out of the room and came back a minute or two later with scissors, a wash cloth, and bandages of all kinds. Iggy was right behind him carrying the bottle of antiseptic.
"Max, are you okay?" He asked handing Fang the antiseptic.
"Yeah, Ig, I'm fine." I said opening my eyes again.
"We need to get you're jacket off." Fang said looking at the gashes on my arm.
"Okay." I said standing up shakily.
I had a bit of trouble getting my sleeve off without hurting my arm, but managed with Fang's help. I sat back down rubbing my shoulder.
Fang grabbed the scissors and gave me a look.
"What?" I asked looking at him.
"You're not going to kill me for cutting you're sleeve, are you?" He asked raising a dark eyebrow.
"No." I said shaking my head.
"Okay." He said cutting my sleeve straight down the middle, then cutting it off entirely.
"Your shoulder is swollen." He said studying my shoulder.
"Fantastic." I muttered sarcastically.
He poured antiseptic on the washcloth, then cleaned up all my wounds that were bleeding. He started with the four parallel cuts on my arm then moved to the small scratches on my neck.
"Broken nose." He said cleaning the blood from my mouth, chin, and throat.
Then he pulled out the bandages, putting four tiny bandages on my throat. He wrapped my arm in a long tan wrap from my shoulder to just below my elbow. There was nothing we could do for my nose, nothing to put on it.
"Anything else?" Fang asked looking into my eyes.
I thought for a moment not to mention my stomach injury, but thought it was best since most likely a cracked a few ribs.
"I think I broke a few ribs." I said pulling my shirt up a little.
Fang's eyes flickered with concern when he saw my stomach. It had a large purple bruise on my left side.
"Iggy, can you check for broken ribs?" Fang asked looking over at the blind mutant.
"Yeah." He said, then reached out a gentle hand and swept it over my bruise.
When he pulled his hand away I could tell it wasn't good news. "Three broken ribs." He said shaking his head.
"I should have killed that kid." Fang said pulling out another one of those long tan bandages. He wrapped it around my middle, then I pulled my shirt down.
"Thank you." I said giving the two of them a small smile.
"Get some sleep." Fang said helping me to my feet.
I walked to my room with him and Iggy behind me. They went to their rooms once I shut my door and carefully lowered myself onto my bed.
Sleep would be so nice right now.
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