Chapter 6


    "Your recovery ising at a remarkably slow pace. I would suggest a few pints blood transfusion. It


    may speed up the process. Plus, Elias here is your just your type," the doctor said. It seemed like there


    was a double meaning behind his words.


    "Michael," Elias snapped at him in a clear warning. I didn''t understand the big deal. Why would Elias be


    so snappy about a blood transfusion? The two shared a silent exchange as if they weremunicating


    without words.


    "I would like that option is it''ll make this less, um... painful. Only if Elias is willing to donate," I said,


    turning to Michael. Michael smiled.


    "I assure you, the transfusion will have you feeling better in no time," he said positively. Michael


    nced at Elias briefly. Elias only sighed and set his jaw tight. They stared at each other in their silent


    There was the slightest change in facial expression, a quirk of an eyebrow, a furrow, a lip twitch every


    once in a while. It looked like they actually were holding dialogue without words. Eventually I cleared


    my throat.


    "Can I get some water please?" I asked hoarsely. My throat still felt scratchy and sore. Michael blinked


    before he smiled at me.


    "I''ll have Elias grab that for you as I start preparing the pint bags and IV set up," Michael said before


    they both left. Something wasn''t right. I felt... funny. Shortly, Elias came back with water and a straw.


    "Here, so you won''t have to reach too far," he said, cing the straw right where I could reach it


    widened slightly in shock. That funny feeling was gone... That funny feeling was because of him, and I


    didn''t like that. I feltforted by the gesture. I should be disgusted and appalled by the touch of my


    kidnapper, but I wasn''t. I liked it a lot. Elias rubbed his thumb over my hand.


    "I''ll see you in a bit, okay? We''ll be right back. Try not to fall out any windows while I''m gone," he said


    rolling his eyes slightly. As soon as Elias left the room, I felt antsy. It was minor but unsettling, like I was


    uneasy with Elias gone. It didn''t make any sense. Maybe I had that disorder for when a captor starts to


    have feeling towards their capturer.


    Stockholm Syndrome, that''s what it was.


    That worried me. My body still hurt and it was still hard to breath normally, but on top of that, I wanted


    Elias to be in the room with me. It worried me not knowing if he was okay or not. I closed my eyes and


    tried to think if something other than my spiraling life. It was a grueling hour before Dr. Michael and


    Elias came back to the hospital room. They strolled in carrying four bags of blood. I was slightly


    shocked at how Elias was still perfectly functional after giving so much blood. When I would donate to


    the blood drive, it only took a pint for me to get light-headed and even pass out sometimes. Elias didn''t


    even look dizzy. Although I shouldn''t have been surprised since he also jumped from a three-story


    Property ? 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.


    window andnded without a scratch.


    "Just rx, Ms. Nova. I''ll keeping in to alternate the blood with the fluids and you should be in


    tiptop shape again in no time. You should feel better in a few days," Michael assured me. Dr. Michael


    set up my IV with the blood and repositioned me with the help of Elias. I could finally see the rest of the


    room. It was a basic single hospital room set up with heart monitors, machines, chords, a few chairs


    and a basic cable TV. I sighed as I felt the new liquid start to circte through my body. My bones


    ached, but in a good way. I closed my eyes for just a second as Elias ran his thumb over the back of


    my hand. Or at least, I thought it was a second.