Chapter 3! I want to thank you all for ACTUALLY reading this. I thought it'd be a while until anyone even FOUND it! But going into its second day posted, it already has FOUR followers! 4! That's SO much more than I could've asked for already! Well. Ill get on with the chapter now! ^U^
He heard nothing but silence. Slowly, he opened his eyes. he could barely see anything. There was only dim lighting coming from a chandelier. but then he adjusted. He was in the hospital. There was a dull pain in his right arm. He shifted, his body feeling stiff and the pain became unbearable. He squeezed his eyes shut tightly and gritted his teeth, trying his hardest not to yell out. The nurse heard him moving and came in anyways though.
"Ah, ! I see you're up! How are you feeling?" she said with a wide smile on her face.
"uh, f-fine. How are you?" confusion thick in his voice.
The nurse was a fairly beautiful woman. She had long puffy hair, red lips with matching eyelashes and was curvy but lean all at the same time. She seemed really happy just to be alive. She wasn't bitter because of aching feet or any other ailment that working at a hospital might give you. She seemed just genuinely happy.
"I'm okay, thanks for asking! Is there anything I can get you to make you more comfortable?"
"maybe s-some water would be nice."
She smiled wider, nodded, and then disappeared.
He ran through the events of the past... wait… how long had he been out? Hours, days maybe? He made a mental note to ask the nurse when she came back. He was running to get to work when he was knocked down by a royal if he'd remembered correctly, he got shot, as the royal got ready to shoot him again, he got knocked to the asphalt by a juggling club, and as his vision got blurry, he was getting picked up by a man with makeup on his face.
Even though he had been there, that it had really happened… and his shoulder was proof. It sounded bizarre. He looked around his hospital room. It was very nice. Nicer than his hive. The walls were a beautiful shade of dark purple. So Tav knew he had been saved by a royal. It must have been a very rich one at that for him to have ACTUALLY gotten this room. the floors were black marble with gold veins running through it. The comforter on his bed was black silk with swirls of purple with matching sheets and pillow cases. There was a large square of plush purple carpet under and around his bed. The mattress and pillows were made of soft featherbeast down. The ceiling was a dull gold, matching the fixtures on the chandelier. There was a silver and purple door, presumably leading to an equally rich bathroom. On the bedside table, a pitch black with elegant silver and purple designs were a big boquet of flowers with violet colored roses and greyish baby's breath in a clear crystal vase with a purple velvet ribbon and a note on black paper. He reached over with his left hand and grabbed for the note. On the inside, written in gold filigree was:
Tavros,
You don't know me. I prey you don't find me. It'll be best for us both. If the imperial army finds out how much kindness I've given you, we'll BOTH be culled. Please. Go home. Heal. Forget it ever happened. Just know I'll be protecting you. I'll always be there in your time of need. You'll never have to fear anything else. Discrimination, culling. As long as I can help it, you'll live a safe life, free of hate.
-hOnK. ;o)
Tavros looked up at the ceiling and sighed. The note was borderline creepy. At least he had enough evidence to say it was a royal who was part of that creepy juggalo cult. The rich room, the club, the makeup, the "hOnK ;o)" at the end of the note where his name should've been…
"Here is your water ." the nurse had returned to the room.
He sat up and put the note neatly back on the table.
"th-thanks." He stuttered as she handed him clear water with three floating violets in it.
"no problem." As she turned to get his food off of a cart he had just noticed she brought in, made of black chrome, he saw the red Ares sign on the back of her black ensemble, he was shocked.
She was lower on the hemospectrum than him. Normally, she would be tending to that of his or her class downstairs. He knew what he said was rude, but he couldn't HELP but ask her.
"uhm… if I might a-ask… if you're so l-low on the hemospectrum… how are you working up here, on th-the royals' floor?"
"oh, its quite alright to ask! Normally I keep quiet, but you're a fellow peasantblood… so I feel I can trust you with my secret. Can I?"
He nodded.
"well… one of my friends is a yellowblood, and he is an especially gifted hacker. So, last year on twelfth peregree's eve my lusus died… so out of pity, he hacked my name off of the nurses' list for the peasantbloods and onto the list for the royals, and got all the papers that I would need for this job."
"w-wow… that was very n-nice of him…"
She just nodded and handed him his lunch, or dinner. Breakfast? The black velvet drapes were blocking the windows. This reminded him to ask her.
"uh miss! One last q-question. How long have I been H-here?"
"around three days already. You've been coming to every once in a while so we could feed you and take you to the bathroom and whatnot, but this is the most awake I've seen you so far. You lost a lot of blood, so you DID need a lot of rest."
"oh… thanks…" he was really shocked. THREE DAYS? Kanaya was going to kill him! The chances were that no one informed her of his injury. She was probably SO behind! He thanked troll jegus that she had Nepeta. But Nep couldn't be there as much as Tavros could. She had Equius to help too. Eventually the nurse said she would be outside if he needed her and left.
He ate his meal then lay awake pondering over what had happened. If he had been out for three days… he didn't have work today or tomorrow. He put trolling Kanaya on his to-do list and fell into a dreamless sleep.
AUTHOR'S NOTEEE! XoD this is the longest chapter so far (1148 words!) and I feel like it's the best too. So fingers crossed! Please remember to review. Bye!