Chapter 13: Chapter 13
Asher's POV
Sunlight from the windows causes me to squirm and try to open my eyes.
I open it a little only to close it back then open my eyes again this time adjusting to the brightness of the room. I'm still by the wall on the floor like a crumpled mess where Dominic left me last night.
I try to raise myself up but that little action causes me to wince in pain, nevertheless I still stand up using the wall as my support.
I look around me and splatter of my blood on the tiled floor is all I see. I stumble to the bathroom cursing, wheezing and wincing in pain all the way. I managed to grab the handle of the bathroom door, open it slowly and then use the tiled walls as my support until I reach the basin with the mirror above it.
The first thing I see is red, my eyes are red and swollen, my whole face is swollen like as if I have a peanut allergy or something. I put my hand on my cheek only to wince at the immense pain.
Its like as if I stored loads of food inside my mouth. Like as if that's not enough there are bruises of claw marks on my face like as if I fought with a very pissed off cat.
My eyes move in the mirror to look at my left arm where the silver, dipped in wolfsbane knife had scratched me. The injury looked angry, there was a purplish blue hue around it, and small splotches of blood were visible and dried blood too.
Fuck that one is going to leave a scar.
All in all I think this was the worst I have gotten from Dominic, maybe because I actually tried to defend myself this time all the other times I would just sit like an obedient pup and allow him to torture me but now its all changed I am not going to take shit from him.
As I reach for the cabinet right beside the mirror my arm immediately goes to cradle my side, I must have broken a rib or something. I reach again and this time my hands come in contact with the first aid box I kept there.
I take out cotton wool and spirit and start cleaning all my open wounds. Its going to take a while for me to heal because of the liquid he gave me to subdue my wolf.
After trying to clean myself I look at the state of my room and shake my head. I decide to not put the gauze on now till when I finish cleaning and showering.
As gracefully as a snail I get to work, I pack the lamps I broke yesterday in a neat pile getting a thick towel to clean the blood on the floor. Packing the shattered glass from the lamp I place it in the dustbin put it at the side of the door to my room. I limp back to the bathroom to get a mop from the closet there. So I mop the room to the best of my ability in my state.
Then I head to the shower to try to look normal and not like a zombie. Putting water on my body was a bloody chore. The hot water stung my body like hell, and when I put soap on my body I was saying all the curse words I knew. In summary it hurt like a bitch!
Drying myself I put on sweats and a sweatshirt and finally put gauze and plasters on my open wounds. The swelling had reduced so I don't look like an overly chubby baby.
I walk over to the door to find it locked "of course he would lock it" I muttered.
I walk over to my reading table to find the key that I managed to steal from his office some time ago. I find the key under a stack of books.
I can't let anyone see me so I'm going to have to play it smart. But with Christmas approaching everybody will most likely be somewhat busy. The room smells like disinfectant so if I open the door all they will smell will be the sharp smell of disinfectant. I pick up my phone from my king sized bed to call Andy.
The phone rings five times before she picks it.
"Hello" her tiny voice rings on the phone. I cough before replying.
"Hey, good morning Andy"
"Asher is that you?" she asks.
"Yes"
"How did you get my number?"
"I have my ways"
"Oh ok. Good morning. You don't sound too well are you feeling okay?"
"I'm fine I just had a rough night" I lie smoothly.
"Oh you should rest then" she suggests.
"Nah I'll live" she chuckles softly. I can hear voices on the other side of the call, the fact that I can hear women and the clanging of pots makes me assume that she must be in the main kitchen.
"Am I disturbing you or anything it sounds busy where you are".
"Not really I'm just keeping my mum company" she replies.
"OK. I need a favour from you. Could you please locate the omega on duty for my wing this morning I have some things to get rid off".
"Sure I'll do that right now"
"Thank you".
"Its nothing" she says before cutting the call.
I unlock the door to put the bin of broken lamps outside. When the person comes I will have to ask for more pain killers and food. I'm going to stay in the room till I look more presentable then I will spend my weekend in the cabin I have in the woods.
A knock pulls me out of my thoughts. That must be the omega on duty.
"Hey..."I say hoping the person the catches the rift that I'm asking for their name.
"Catherine" a girl says.
"Catherine, thanks for coming" I say.
"Its nothing, it is my duty after all" she replies.
"I'm sorry I can't come out I look like a mess right now so I'm going to have to talk to you through the door".
"Oh okay" she says almost suspiciously. I shrug it off.
"There is a bin with broken glass right beside the door, please I want you to dispose of it". I say before continuing when she replies with "okay".
"And also could you please get me a bottle of painkillers?". I ask
"Sure" she replies.
"Yeah and I'll need like two days worth of junk food and fruits, like a whole lot of them" I say praying she doesn't ask me why.
"Er why do you need that much food" she curiously asks. But no she just had to ask I think to myself as I shake my head.
"I'm just really hungry you know" I say trying to sound convincing, but I don't think she buys it because she just huffs with a 'whatever'.
"That will be all, thank you" I say. I might have not known my mother long enough for her to teach me some manners and even if there isn't a lot I'm grateful for I've have learned to be grateful for everything and to everyone who might help me in one way or the other. Where there is life there is hope.
"Okay then. I will be back in like fifteen minutes" she replies. I hear her feet shuffle down the hall.
I don't want Elias or Sally or anybody else to look for me because I ought to be in the office but I don't think I will be able to make it that is why I call them to say that I will be spending some time in the forests today and they should not bother about me.
"Are you sure you're okay" Sally asks me for the nth time.
"I'm totally fine"
"I don't think you are dude, what the hell are you going to do in the forests?" Elias asks questioningly.
"To find peace I guess" I say scratching my head. I guess I didn't really think my lie through then. "I just need a break okay, work has been so stressful and I haven't found time to talk to my wolf".
There's silence on the other line and this time I think I sold the lie. They know I barely talk about my wolf so saying it must make the whole thing look serious.
I hear a sigh then a muttered 'okay'.
"Okay then just be careful" they both say.
"I will and I will call you when I get back" I say before hearing their replies and cutting them off.
So for the next two days I'm going to be in this room before I spend my Christmas weekend in the woods.
I set up the sound proof thing I didn't know Dominic put in my room, no one should hear me or disturb me. I look at the gifts I bought and wrap them, I'm not going to give them in person though, I am going to leave in my office and I trust my friends to give them to the owners.
The next two days where quite okay I had the company of food; junk to be precise, I watched movies I didn't even know I had. Besides my injuries were getting better, the swelling had stopped and I didn't look like a chubby baby, the purplish bruises on my body were healing slowly but surely, and I got a new addition to my scars remember the one on my left arm caused by that silver knife and wolfsbane, its just a scar now anyways.
The eve of Christmas came like a breeze, through my curtain windows children seemed to be always outside playing with snow; even a few adults joined them sometimes.
All in all everyone was having fun but me. And I couldn't be happier because Dominic hasn't showed his face since the day he abused me, that was two days ago.
So I'm packing some things that I will need to spend in the cabin over the weekend, I'm going to sneak out late at night when I'm sure no one else is awake, well except the pack patrollers.
With a duffel bag slung on my shoulder and a shopping bag containing Christmas presents I sneakily head out of my room to my office to drop the gifts before I leave.
Luckily no one was on my office floor so it was quite easily. After dropping the gifts in the office I made a quick detour to the kitchen to grab some homemade foods.
I know my scent will be everywhere tomorrow but I couldn't care less. I grabbed some fruits, two boxes of cereal, a whole gallon of milk, some steak I found, mashed potatoes among other things. I probably look like a food hoarder right now but what can I say I have to eat food you know like to live and stuff.
I make my way out of the pack house in jeans and a hoodie through the back door of the kitchen on the last floor.
And like that my Christmas weekend getaway plan is in motion.
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Author's Note: Thank you all for the love you showed for the last chapter. I would love to still hear your comments. Hope you enjoy this chapter.
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