Doc worked quickly. He took the splint off my leg and felt the bone with his fingers. My leg was thin and he could feel them well enough without needing to do much. After he was content with feeling the bones and muscles he put my leg under this weird machine that he pointed right at the bones. After he left and pressed a button it made a loud noise.
A little while later he ca in with a flat black thing in his hand. When he tapped it the thing lit up and showed different pictures.
"Here, look at the tablet and I will show you your leg." He laughed, still finding all this funny.
[What's that?] I asked him, pointing at the thing in his hand.
"This, it's a tablet. It's like a cellphone or a computer, it's connected to the internet and helps us see things electronically." I just tilted my head in confusion and wrote one word.
[Huh] He looked shocked at the word so I added more. [I've read about computers and phones, but I don't know how they work. But that thing is new to .]
"Yeah, if you were two when you were locked away you wouldn't know about this stuff." He ran a hand through his hair. "How did you learn to read and write?" He asked , wonder written in his eyes.
[I had so cousins who weren't like the others]
"That's good, I hope they made things better for you." I nodded, they really had. "Ok, well, this tablet can work like a TV, it will show us the pictures I just took of your leg." I nodded looking with him. "Here is the bone." He pointed to the bright white part of the picture, it sure looked like a bone alright. "This line here shows where the break is. Thankfully the bones are nding properly. If you stay off it for a day or two it will heal faster with no damage."
[I had no choice but to run on it] I lowered my head in sha, wondering if I made things worse.
"Oh I know. We needed to get you out of there. I understand why you wanted to run from that house. But you're safe now and you can rest here and get better." I didn't really believe that, but I figured I would be safer for a little while.
Doc flipped through the images and showed the x-ray of my foot next. He then pointed out the two bones that were broken and said as long as I kept it all splinted and wrapped up I should be fine.
Next, he checked my neck, and the bite mark I had received when Liam grabbed from behind to stop from running. The wound hadn't been overly deep, but it was bad enough. And I don't even want to think about the germs that were in his nasty mouth.
"This is healing good, no need to worry." He grinned at . "I know that they're taking clean clothes to your room so you can shower and get dressed. I will redress this wound with a waterproof bandage, but I will still need to change it after you're cleaned up. Alright?" I nodded, understanding what he was telling .
After the bandages and splints were in place I was taken back to the room. The guard, Morgan, was still outside the door. Doc didn't co in with , he just led to the room and opened the door for .
When I went inside there was a girl sitting at the table with a pile of clothes and a smile on her face.
"Hi there." She grinned at . "I hear your na is Star." I nodded at her. I recognized her voice, she was the girl from last night. "It's nice to et you Star, my na is Cesya, but everyone calls Chay cause it's easier to pronounce." She was giggling now. I took out my pen and wrote:
[My na is Astraia Westbrook but I go by Star]
"That's quite the nickna, how did you get it?"
[Astraia ans Star]
"Oh, your mom was one of those types, huh?" I tilted my head at her. "Ceysa is Latin, and it ans goddess of the moon and defender of the people. My mom liked nas that fit a the." I smiled at her words, it sounded like our moms would have gotten along.
[I guess my mom was that type too]
"You'll fit right in with my brother too."
[Who's your brother?] I asked her, curious.
"Artemis, the Alpha." I gulped and stepped away from her. "What's wrong?" I didn't know how to respond. She was the Alpha's sister. That ant she probably hated weak wolves like just as much as he did.
"Star, are you alright?" She took a step toward , concern showing all over her face. "Everything is alright, there's no need to worry." Her voice was soothing and her face was calm. "Co on, here take these clothes and go take a shower, it will make you feel better. Or would you prefer a bath?" I hadn't had either in so long I didn't rember how.
[I don't know how to] I admitted reluctantly.
"What do you an?"
[I've been locked away since I was 2]
"How old are you Star?" She asked the sa question as the doctor.
[I will be 18 next week]
"Well, then we got you just in ti." She grinned. "I turned eighteen seven months ago, in October." She was the sa age as but we didn't act anything alike, but it was no wonder. "Ok, so you don't know how to get the water started?" She asked , I shook my head no. "Then I will show you. If you need to, I can wash you too." I shook my head again, violently.
[NO] She laughed at that.
"No need to panic, it was just an offer."
Chay went into the bathroom and turned the knob at a big, tiled square that was raised and sitting in the middle of the floor.
"Let's have a lesson while this fills up. This is the tub, these here are the hot and cold tabs, and press this to get a soothing whirlpool that makes the muscles feel so relaxed.
She showed how to work the shower, which taps were which for the tub, shower, and sink. There was a hand soap in the bathroom, in a pump bottle, that slled like pink grapefruit, according to the bottle. It was nice. There was another small closet in the bathroom I hadn't noticed, it was filled with soft, fluffy, white towels, washcloths, and extra soap.
"I brought you so body wash and shampoo and conditioner. I don't know what scents you like, but you probably don't have a preference do you?" I shook my head. I didn't know what kinds there were. "Use the shampoo on your hair first, then the conditioner. You'll be fine, call if you need help." She giggled and left the room, but not before turning the water off.
This place was nice, different. But it was still just a new kind of prison for . Still, I wanted to take a bath.
I spent so much ti soaking in the water, cleaning and relaxing for the first ti in, ever, that the water started to get cold. Reluctantly, I rinsed and got out.
As I stood there, naked, I caught sight of myself in the mirror. The bandage had co loose over my shoulder and I took it off a while ago. I had set the splint for my leg aside too, so it was just my body draped with a towel.
In my eyes I looked small, compared to Chay and my aunts and cousins. They were all a couple inches taller than . Uncle Howard told I was five feet seven inches tall. He asured. My waist was narrow, my legs and arms were thin. My chest wasn't very large, I had noticed that Chay's was bigger, she was bigger everywhere: breasts, hips, arms, everything.
But aside from my appearance that made think I was too small for my own good, there were the injuries. The fading bruise from my leg that was yellowed around the edges and purple in the middle. There were the puncture wounds around my neck and shoulder. There was still a massive bruise in the middle of my chest where Uncle Howard had kicked . The worst of the cuts and scrapes from the other night had beco nothing more than thin lines that were fading quickly.
My face was oval, soft looking even though it was thin. My eyes still looked scared and my face was pale. My hair looked darker than I thought it should be, probably because it was wet. And right now, as I wasn't scared of sothing happening right this minute, my eyes were a bright shining blue.
There was nothing remarkable about . Why did Uncle Howard want so bad? Why did the Alpha want ? Couldn't they find wives sowhere else?
I dressed in the clothes that Chay had brought for after I was dried off. When I went back to the bedroom, Chay was there again.
"I had them bring you so lunch. Did you have a good bath?" I nodded, not having the paper in hand yet. "It's over there." She pointed to the table where I could see the pad, pen, and plates of food. My stomach growled loudly when I slled it all. "Co on, let's eat." Chay took my hand and led to the table.
She had them prepare a bunch of food, more than I had ever eaten in an entire month.
I don't know what any of it was, but it all tasted good. I ate a little bit of it all, feeling full and sick when I was done. I didn't care, I knew this was all going to end soon and I needed the food to help heal.
"Better?" Chay asked as she looked at . I nodded. "Can we talk?" That didn't sound pleasant.
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