Chapter 14: A Lions Anger.

*Angel*

"Josh, go get her a warm bath started in the guest room," Gray withdrew themselves from the kitchen slowly, a hand came up to brush through their thick brown locks that fell just below their ears. They looked warn out and almost scared as they came closer to the couch. I dared not to try and speak unless I wanted to feel as if the tissue within my throat was tearing itself apart. "The doctor will be here soon to check you out before we get you in the bath. She shouldn't be too long now.." I nodded as their eyes stayed trained on me for a while, just lingering over my body which sat on the couch, my legs hanging over the edge and my feet barely grazing the hard cold floor below me and the couch.

Then they walked away and into the guest room. Moments later, about half an hour give or take a slim woman came through the door without so much as a knock. She rushed straight over to me without saying the slightest word to the guards who surrounded me. "Just by looking at you, I can tell you have a few broken bones. A couple in your ribs.." she began in a soft voice, guiding her hands over my ribs without touching me.

"Your leg was broken, but it seems to have been pushed back into place improperly. So...I'll have to pop it out of place again and do it all over the right way." The doctor looked up at me, her eyes frowning for her, I felt tears of my own begin to swell up in my eyes again as if I were about to cry. The doctor brought her hand up and brushed away the tears before they could fall from my eyes, "Don't worry, you'll feel better soon. I promise, I'll apply ointment to your bruises so they will heal quickly and get casts put on to help your bones heal properly. You'll look beautiful again." sniffling I gave the doctor a quick nod as tears returned to the surface of my eyes.

I didn't believe I was actually beautiful, so I felt her statement was half a lie. But you can never know one's true intentions for sure, so it was hard to say she was lying to me one hundred percent. A hard difficult and long hour later of me screaming and crying in agony, my bones that needed breaking for a second time for a proper pop back in place were finally taken care of the right way. Ointment to heal my purple and blue bruises that coated my skin had been applied, and I now had a cast on my left leg and I was prescribed strong painkillers for the severe pain of my fractured ribs. Gray had been speaking to the Doctor outside of the guest room where I now rested after the procedure was performed.

"Don't move her for the next few weeks, it will be best if her ribs are to heal properly. Let her rest without any stress or worries. This also means, only you should bath her by hand."

"Why me, I don't want to be around her while she's...and I have other things to do."

"Scar, if the rumors are as I've heard, she will be more comfortable with you bathing her than anyone else in this apartment. Much safer."

Gray groaned as they licked their lips in irritation, then they looked into the room at me through the crack of the almost closed door. With a heavy sigh and a rub to the back of their head, "Fine. Is there anything else I need to know before you go?" The doctor shook her head, a gentle smile plastered onto her lips as she gathered the last of her things.

"For now, everything looks to be in order. She needs to take those pills every twelve hours don't forget. Call me if anything comes up, alright." Soon the doctor was gone, as well as all of the guards who had gone back to their posts. Gray retreated into the guest room slowly and approached the bed.

*Gray*

I entered back into the guest room and made my way over onto the bed, sitting near the edge facing the large blinded window that looked out into the city. The room was basically dark, only the white moonlight that seeped through the layered curtains illuminated the room slightly. I felt so angry and stupid as I sat in my spot near the edge of the bed, slouched over with my elbows pressed into my thighs, my hands clasped together with my head held down low. "Fuck.." I breathed out brokenly. I had thought it would be ok to leave her at work alone since there were so many people there, she would be busy and distracted and out of danger. I didn't think that Cayla would be smart enough to be watching her every move while in hiding.

My every move at that. I didn't want to be here taking care of Angel while she was beaten and bruised due to my stupid and selfish decisions, but I also did. I wanted to show her that she could lean on me and believe that she was all that I truly only wanted. I was so conflicted, torn between her and keeping her safe from Caylas grasp. I thought I could keep her safe, I really did.

But this alone shows that maybe I was being delusional and far too deep into my own imaginary thoughts. I clenched my teeth tightly as I drew back the tears that had simultaneously built up in my eyes, glossing them over and threatening to fall. I stared down at my own feet between my legs as I sniffled quietly to myself, my anger only building up as the seconds went by. I inhaled deeply, took in a huge breath then released it. My lips quivered as the air left my lungs then returned again.

Slowly I stood to my feet and brought my thumb up to my glossed-over eyes, wiping the tears out of them so no tears would slip out. I turned and leaned over Angel as she lay in bed sound asleep, a gentle snore escaping her. With an arm holding me up at each side of her, I lowered my head and planted a gentle kiss to her forehead, "I'm so sorry I didn't protect you better, my little Angel." Then I was finally out of the room. I left Josh, Smiley, Quartez and Mira who are my four best guards behind to protect Angel while I went out to start planning my revenge.

"Let's go, we have to get shit done I got shit I need to do." I wiped beneath my nose as I got into the black SUV that sat parked right outside of the complex in which I was currently living. "Where to boss?" "The underground," I ordered plainly, eventually I was in the middle of nowhere. I stepped out of the SUV, two of the men I brought along following close behind me. I walked over to the hatch door that sat placed in the ground just inches away from the parked SUV, "Open it and call everyone here, now."

*Angel*

The next morning I woke up, pain consuming every inch of my body slowly starting from my ribs. I didn't try to sit up feeling that if I did it would only increase the amount of pain I was in. Then I tried to speak, parting my lips I felt my throat burn as the words tried to leave me, my throat was still very sore and uncomfortable. The room was dimly lit and I noticed I was in the guest room, the sun shining through the closed curtain-covered window. I blinked slowly, both of my eyes were blackened and swollen.

There was nothing I could do to alert anyone that I was awake, I couldn't move nor talk. I was scared, being this vulnerable to any and everything was scary and uncomfortable for me. I didn't know what to do. And as the tears began to build up in my swollen purple and red eyes, the doorknob twisted and turned. The door slowly slid open to Josh who poked their head inside, "Are you awake yet Hermosa?" They asked quietly in a whisper, I lifted one of my arms and then let it fall back onto the bed as a signal to let Josh know that I indeed was awake.

"I got you some food, Boss will be here soon to take care of you." They walked further into the room, a shorter woman dressed in black with pale skin came in behind them, a cup of water in her hand. "They just had some business to attend to, but for now we have something for you to eat and drink. Doc said you could only eat soft foods for the next 3 weeks until your throat is fully healed." The shorter woman who looked to be hardly any taller than myself approached my side of the bed, a gentle smile on her lips. She was chubby, but masculine at the same time.

Her hair was full and black, she appeared to be of the Hispanic race. Puertorican maybe. Slowly and carefully, the woman began to feed me which I allowed her to without any difficulty as Josh left the room to go get me a change of clothes. "My name is Mira, I was assigned to guard you with Josh Smiley, and Quartez. We are going to do our best to help the boss take care of you so they don't stress out too much if that's ok with you."

Miras' eyes were soft and gentle, they never left mine as she fed me like a baby. I was thankful, and even though I couldn't speak I instead took my hand and slowly and gently wrapped it around her wrist as a lonely tear fell from my eye and down my cheek. I didn't know why I was crying, but I do know that last night I was in shock for so long that I hadn't had the time to cry about the beating I endured. Maybe it was getting to me now that my state of shock ceased to exist.