Chapter 138: I Am Not Going To Leave You
Chapter 138: I Am Not Going To Leave You
Chapter 138: I Am Not Going To Leave You
Nelson
We cuddled a bit more before he gently lifted my chin with his hand and gently leaned before our lips connected. What began as a soft kiss soon escalated as I parted my lips to give him more access. His tongue began to stop softly tracing the contours of mine before it took control of my mouth. It feels so good to have him kiss me again and it doesn't fail to make me weak in the knees this time again.
“I love you, baby.” He said, making me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
“I love you too, master.”
“Now we have to go back to your room.” He said after he broke the kiss. How come I was panting and his breath was normal?
“The doctor wanted to speak to you and you have a crazy friend waiting to see you.”
“Callan is here?” I asked.
“Yes, he drove there as soon as he learnt where you were.” He replied gently.
“He missed you a lot, everybody did.”
I feel like crying again while we go back into the room. He tucks me in bed and pressed the nurse before taking my hand.
“We will begin with the doctor though, whatever news he tells you, just know that I am not going anywhere.”
That makes me a little afraid. Does he already know something is bad? I tried to relax by squeezing his hand and taking deep breaths while we waited. What could be wrong? I know I will have to go through the same treatment to prevent sexually transmitted disease, HIV in particular since my captor didn't use condoms. It is still too early for them to have detected anything on that subject, so what could it be? I don't have to ponder this for too long fortunately because the doctor enters the room soon after.
“How are you feeling today, Mr. Rockwell?” He asked in a serious voice.
“Good?” I replied in a small voice.
“He just vomited,” my master said.
“Are you still feeling nauseous?” the doctor asked, a bit concerned.
“No, I am better." I replied shyly.
“Good, I am glad to see you are in better shape than before. We had to sedate you because nothing would calm you down and you really needed some sleep.” He explained.
“Now as far as your body is concerned, there is nothing wrong with you. The marks in your back have already begun to heal and in a week or so, they will disappear completely. There were no injuries resulting from your rapes so you will be able to go home today if you wish. I would strongly advise you to seek psychological professional help but your husband told me you already have a therapist.”
“That is right.” I replied.
“I would suggest seeing her at the earliest,” he continued.
“Now there is a slight issue that I have already discussed with your husband, since it has been more than three days since your first raped, I am sure to say that the post-exposure prophylaxis, the emergency treatment won't be affective if you have been exposed to HIV.”
“What do you mean?” I asked, a bit scared.
“Sadly, there is nothing to be done if your abuser is HIV positive and has transmitted the virus to you. The first test we can do to detect if you have been infected can only show results seven days after you have been contaminated. So I would suggest to do one in six days, then you won't be one hundred percent sure until you do the blood test by twenty-eight days. Until then, you should only have protected sex even with your husband.”
Fuck my life. Is there anything that will be spared to me? Of fuck, is this why my master didn't want me to pleasure him? Is he afraid I might contaminate him?
“The probability of transmitting the virus with a blowjob is infinitesimal, baby.” My master whispered slowly to me, sensing my discomfort.
“And it requires that you have some open wounds in your mouth which you haven't so that is not why I said no earlier. Believe me when I said I intended to enjoy your mouth as soon as we get home.”
That helps me to relax a bit.
“Even if you are found HIV positive, Mr. Rockwell.” The doctor continued.
“This won't be the end of the world. The disease is completely kept under control by the medication at our disposal now. We will worry about it if your test comes back positive but try not stress too much about it for the time being. Just stay safe.”
That is easier said than done, the fact that the bad guy could have transmitted this disease to me makes me feel even dirtier, apparently that was possible. The doctor finished his speech by asking if I have any questions after he listened to my chest and checked my blood pressure. He left me alone with my master.
“I would understand if you want to go with another submissive if….”
“Don't go there, baby!” He growled, interrupting me.
“Even if you are found HIV positive, I won't leave you. Drill that into your skull, I won't ever let you go. We would just have to be more careful.”
Yes, but it wouldn't be the same. I didn't voice that though, not wanting to get scolded again. The discussion was cut short by the entrance of Callan in the room in any case, but we will talk about it again. My crazy friend is barely recognized with red puffy eyes, it doesn't look as if he had much sleep these past few days as well.
“Is it alright if I come in?” He asked shyly. Callan, shy?
“Who are you and what have you done with my friend?” I teased, that made my master chuckle and Callan blush a bit.
“I have been worried sick about you, Tiger. Don't you do that to me again!” He whisper-yelled.
“Oh, I promise I will never call bad guys to capture me ever again.” I replied sarcastically.
We joke like this for a while, before another person enters the room. With Liam here, I can say I have my two best friends with me and I am surprised to see him briefly hug my master. Clearly something happened while I was away. Then he ruffled my hair before squishing me in his arms and told me how scared he was and how relieved he was to find me okay. I am sure there will be more guilt, and that I will feel like shit again in just a few hours when I have to tell everything that happened to the police. But right now, with my master and my best friend, perhaps it is okay to enjoy life for a few minutes.
Lucious pov
“It is Jacob, I have Nelson safely in my arms but he is experiencing a panic attack. Can you calm him down? I am going to hold the phone to his ear.” I think this sentence will be forever engraved in my mind.
I had never loved my sadist friend as much as in that moment. Relief flooded through me at the word safe. The fact that my boy was having a panic attack didn't surprise me, I couldn't even begin to imagine what he must have gone through, of course I began to repeat words of praise and encouragement until the sobs on the other side of the line quieted down a little. Then I asked him to give the phone back to Jacob.
“Where are you?” I asked.
“Nowhere you can join us.” He replied before hanging up.
I had never hated him as much as at that moment. I almost dialed back the number he had called with but caught nyse just before I hit the call button. If he didn't tell me more, he must have had his reason even if I trusted him. It was still one of the longest half-hours of my life before I finally got a text giving me the name of the hospital. I had warned Faya to be ready so he drove us there as quickly as he could. We even arrived before my boy, then I had to wait there for another hour like a lion in a cage before I was finally authorized to see him.
As soon as the doctor finally gave me a room number, I rushed there. I can't believe my boy is there on the bed, he looks miserable with red puffy eyes. Of course, I immediately hugged him tightly, being able to touch him and hold him in my arms again is the sweetest thing in the world. I know he must have gone through hell but we will get over it together. I am never letting him get taken from me ever again. I don't care if I have to hire an army of bodyguards to watch over him each time he leaves the house in the future. This boy is not getting abducted again, I make a mental note to ask Faya to find suitable men for the job. Yes, we are not even out of the hospital that I am already arranging for his safety. What would you do in my place?