Be mine

Chapter Three

bye authoress and waterbendergirl

Bloom pressed her body against the wall, hoping that the nearing footsteps would change their direction. She couldn't go back now, it had taken her hours to get that stupid door open, after 3 hours of picking the lock she had finally heard that reassuring click, indicating that her path to freedom was open. When she had left her room she was greeted by a maze of corridors. She had walked and walked hoping that at some point she would see a light at the end of the tunnel. Until suddenly footsteps could be heard from another corridor.

When the sound of the footsteps came closer she desperately tried to find an escape route out of his lair. She scanned the wall, opposite from her and that's when she noticed it , a door knob.

She yanked it with all her force but it seemed the room was locked. "Come on" she whispered. Why wouldn't the dame thing open up. When the footsteps were only seconds away she threw herself at the door hoping that the door would fly open , and fortunately for her it did. She stumbled inside a dark room , after regaining her balance, she quickly closed the door and leaned against it. In case anyone would try to come in.

She heard someone pause at the door. "Please go away, please go away" she whimpered. After a few seconds she heard the person leave. She led out a breath that she didn't even know she was holding.

After her heart started thumping so loudly, she noticed that the only sounds in the room were coming from her. Why was this room locked, it wouldn't be locked if they weren't trying to hide something in here? Her question was answered by a warm breath tickling her face. Bloom stiffened and carefully held out her arms before her, using her hands as her eyes, wanting to know what's in front of her.

Suddenly the entire room was lighted by a dark-energy ball coming in her direction. Bloom ducked right in time to avoid it, because the light the energy ball had produced she had clearly seen what they were hiding in here. Shadow monsters, they looked a bit like the ones she and her fellow winx had encountered in Darkar's realm. She was ripped from her thoughts as another one was shot in her direction. Bloom had seen it to late as it landed in her side. Bloom doubled over and fell to the floor, grabbing her side in agony. When the pain of the impact from the blast had lessened she looked up to see that those monsters were coming nearer. She tried to get up, using the wall as supported, but she kept losing her balance because of the energy balls coming in her direction.

She received another hit , right in the same spot the first one had hit her. She fell to the ground, crying out in pain. Two tears fell from the corner of each eye. Bloom pried one of her hands from her side to hold above her head, using it as a shield. She closed her eyes , as she saw one of the monsters lounging for her. But the pain never came, before she could open her eyes to see what had stopped the monster from attacking her, she was yanked from the floor by two strong arms.

"What do you thing you were doing?" Baltor's voice hissed in her ear. He clearly was anger because of her reckless behavior but when he saw the pained expression on her face he immediately softened. He shifted her weight in his arms so she was in more comfortable position, her head resting against his neck as he supported her back.

After a few paces he had reached her room, seeing that his arms were occupied he smashed the door open with his feet. He rushed inside and laid her on the bed, he didn't have to ask where the pain was coming from as he saw the gaping wound at her side. He whipped the rears away from her cheeks, but they kept coming. She was in severe pain and he knew it. "Why did you go in there?"

"Because I wanted to search for my friends" she hissed through her tears. She let out a loud groan as the pain shot through her body. Baltor carefully examined the wound, trying to find the best solution to heal it.

"What are you doing?" Bloom asked as she saw him studying her.

"I'm trying to find the best way to heal your wounds" he said as he laid a finger on the burned and bruised skin.

"Ouch" Bloom pushed his hand away as pain shot through her body because of his touch. "Don't touch me"

"Don't be stupid" Baltor bit back, "I know you can't stand me touching you , but I have to attend that wound. The dark energy from that ball was directly injected in to your blood system. It could kill you." He took Bloom's silence as a sign that he could continu.

"You should better hold on to something, cause this is going to hurt" he said. Bloom let her hand slide over the mattress until she found something she could hold onto, namely Baltor's hand. "I'll hold onto you." She whispered through the pain. Baltor grasped her hand and entwined their fingers. He quickly said the healing spell and crushed his hand onto her wound.

Bloom cried in pain as his hand came in contact with her open wound. She could feel his energy flow from his hands through her body, she tried to stay awake, tried to stay focused but it was no use. Soon she fell unconscious.

Baltor felt her grip on his hand loosing, her body couldn't stand the pain. Baltor kept his hand on the wound until he felt it closing, new skin growing over the burned skin. Afterwards he attended the smaller cuts, the ones that he had wanted to heal the first day she was in his liar, but Bloom had stupidly denied it to touch her. He run his fingers over every wound and bruise, making them disappear.

After more than an hour of work Baltor was done , and he felt exhausted. But he had to do one thing first before he could go to sleep. While he was healing Bloom's other wounds he noticed that she was shivering. She was cold as ice, probably because of the bloodied clothes she was still lying in.

He searched the dresser for something suitable to wear until he found a pink night gown. Baltor knew she would kill him if she had found out he had taken of her clothes so he used a simple spell instead. The bloodied clothes vaporized from her body and were replaced by the nightgown.

Baltor carefully tucked her in, wrapping the blankets around her , like a protecting cocoon.

"Good night my little firefly, I'm sure you're going to need it if you know what I have planned for you." He whispered before placing a light kiss on her forehead.

Authoress, thanx for co-writting this story with me