Chapter four Heat

Am up before the first light, ready and dressed. The uniform feels scratching on my skin and oddly it's fit perfectly. I walk down the narrow hall trying to find my way around, I take different turns that seems to lead to the same place. A tangling feel on my belly makes me stop briefly.

Morning" some calls out

Turning back I face the voice, his white teeth comes into view, his face lined up in a smile.

"Morning" I greet back but with less enthusiasm.

"Are you new here"?

"Yeah, I'm supposed to start today"

He hums to himself nodding his head.

"I'm Emmanuel"

"Vivian"

"Where are you heading to?"

I look around, my eyes uncertain.

His chest vibrates in a deep laugh, I stay silence embarrassed.

"Where are you assigned to"?

"Cleaning staff" my voice carrying a sharper tone.

He leads the way as I stroll slowly behind. His warm chatter fills the silence, unbothered by my monotone response he continues to speak happily. I find myself smiling for the first time in a long while as he speaks loquaciously. A sharp pain travels from my leg to my stomach, making me bended over, on my knees.

"Are you okay?" His voice lanced with worry.

Shrugging my shoulder, I try to walk pass the pain. Ever now and then Emmanuel would look back at me worriedly but I wouldn't meet his eyes, trying not only to convince him but myself. We reach the living hall passing by a bulky guard stationed by the staircase. The bulky man eyes snapped to mine as we walk by. His pupils dilating as he stares at me hungrily. I feel my leg go week as my body begins to heat up, a burning sensation traveling through my entire body. Bending over on one knee, I try desperately to compose myself. Emmanuel voice rings through my ear drums but I make nothing out. My eyes are locked on the guard, he sniffs the air, his chest vibrating going up and down. He comes close and I want to run but I find it hard to move my legs.

Everything goes stiffly, the guard comes towards me sniffing my neck, his hot breath on my skin.

Emmanuel voice sounds but it seems far, then a crashing of millions glasses rings out.

The guards lifts me up with a one hand that I find it inhumanly Impossible. My feet are dangling on air as am backed against the well, trying to scream but it dies down inside my throat. His hot breath are everywhere, prickly. Unable to stay still I shaking from fear. My temperature heats up, I find myself sweating. I try to scream again and it sounds out. The guard continues, he looks intoxicated as he begin to rip my cloth. Am moving hectically, shaking myself from his tight hold on my waist. He bangs my head on the marble wall stopping my action, my eyes goes hazy. Screaming as loud as I can, my throat goes hoarse. He lifts my feet up with his large veiny hand, his other hands holds my neck to the wall, choking me. Hot tears slides down my cheek as his hot tongue links my neck, his rough hands rips more fabric. Pushing with all my might my action are futile to the attacker. Grabbing into my thigh he spreads them apart. He tightens his hold on my neck choking my windpipe, he hands leaves my legs. Looking up, I hear the sound of buckle being loosen, it put dread to my heart. He loosen his hold on my neck a little, coming closer to lick my neck. In adrenaline rush, I lift my kneel up, i hit a flesh with force.

He doubles over on the floor holding his cock. Escaping, I run down the hall not once looking back.

My face collide with a hard surface, I look up frightful, his brown orbs held me captive as he looks down at my trouble form. His brow frowning at the sight of me. He sniff the air, I feel myself tense up. The skin contact makes the pain more bearable. His strong arms encircle around my form, securing me in place.

"Who did this?" he thunders

I could only stare back fearfully, he gives me a warning look.

"Guard" I whispered.

The Alpha chest vibrates rising and falling with unknown rage. An animalistic growl sounds from his lips.

Servant are gathered around speaking in hush whisper.

He hands me over to someone, I whine catching his eyes, he breaths softly and touch my hand gently before stalking off. The pain returns and I'm left wishing for his body contact.

Am being carried like a rag doll by the arms by two male servants. My eyes are half closed, shining white light blinds my sight.The smell of disinfectant and ethanol are heavy in the air as we enter a white room. Am layed on the bed like a stick. I try to breath but it only makes my throat sore. Discomfort settles in, my thigh are pressed forcefully together, a burning sensation travel down, fisting into the sheet, I turn my head to the side.

"Did you see what happened"? A voice questioned.

"Noo" someone whisper back.

The voice are above whispers as they try to be subtle.

"That guard dealt with her eeeh" one exclaimed

They laugh shrilling, I try to tone them out. But there are annoyingly close.

The curtain shifts open, turning my head shapely the action makes my head throb further. Long dark braids flows down, shape fierce feature towers over me with slender high cheeks bones.

"I'm doctor Easter, I would be attending to you today" her voice is sniff, her expression rigid.

I could only nod.

"How much pain are you in from the scale of one to ten"?

"Eight" my voice is low and I find it hard to speak.

She doesn't respond and only writes on a white clipboard,

"I'll give you sedative for the pain and a nurse would come by later to dress you"

I look down at my attire, a long ripe goes up to leg exposing my thigh. I shock in the urge to scream. She comes closer and takes my hand giving it a little squeeze, I blink away pending tears. Either of us speaks for some while.

"You would have to stay over for observations only for some few days, you injuries aren't to grieve" her voice is more gentle.

"A nurse is coming by to clean you up"

She steps back and adjust her stance.

"Thanks you"

She nods and walks away.

After am cleaned and my wounds are dressed, it's mild evening. Laying flat on the rectangular bed, I try to keep my eyes open after the sedative are administered. The hospital grown only reaches my knee. Blinking away watery liquid, I fall into a deep stateless sleep.

The beeping sound of equipment leaves me antsy, burning hot sensation keeps me up at nigh leaving me restless. An overwhelmingly urge purges down my veins, tossing and turning in bed, my body temperature heighten. The pain keeps me up travelling down my stomach to my entire parts. Staring with widen eyes, dawn brings it's light.

On the third night, Ebere and Emmanuel comes to visit. Emmanuel comes into the room limping on one foot, his face bruise and battered. When he see me, he smiles ebulliently. Guilt washes over me once he sits near Ebere, I try to apologize but he cuts me off.

" What actually happened, remorse are going round the mansion" Ebere states out.

Emmanuel scratch his head, a frown plastered on his face.

"He just attacked suddenly" he says slowly.

Ebere and I stays silent, she reaches for my arm and looks at me sympathetically. Looking down at our intertwined hands and try to smile.

"Everything is going to be alright" Ebere assures us both.

I hope so.

The fifth night, I'm unable to sleep the pain has subsided. A dark shadow comes closer, squinting my eye I try to make out the shape. I'm probably imagining I thought. The hospital is eerie, an occasional cough or whimper from other patients sounds from afar. Closing my eye tightly I try to fall asleep.

Light feather touch tickles my skin, l lean into it, a sigh escaping my lips, it ignite a spark inside me. It traces my face tenderly down to my lips going down to my neckline. It only last for a second before the feeling is gone, I snap my eyes open searching round the dark room for something, that is still unknown to me. I only see formless figures, huffing out a breath questioning myself about my sanity, I lie back on the bed closing my eyes.