Necessary Evil of Nathan Miller by Demelza Carlton Read Free Book Online Page A

pulled
across, so Nathan didn’t see.
    I gave a slight shake of my head and
shrugged. "What does it matter? I guess it’s time for me to see
what they’ve done to me," I replied, too tired to keep up the
cheerful tone.
    My eyes met Carol’s as her hands
hovered over me, staying close to my thigh. I nodded, knowing she’d
deal with the worst wound first. I braced myself as she ripped the
dressing off as carefully as she could. I wasn’t prepared for what
I saw.
    "Fuck, that looks bad!" I burst
out.
    There was a deep hole in my leg. The
nasty, gaping wound had been sliced open further with a scalpel and
then stitched closed, before it had started to heal, but the scar
was going to show for the rest of my life. No bloody wonder it hurt
to walk. I shouldn’t be on that until the stitches were out.
    Carol’s eyes met mine, hurting for
me.
    "A skin graft over that would help hide
the scar," she said reassuringly, as if I didn’t already know that.
I wondered why it hadn’t already been done.
    The truth dawned on me as I looked at
the gauze shroud I’d been enveloped in. "But where would you take
the graft from? Everywhere is…" A shroud I could still be buried
in…oh shit. Tears formed and fell, as if I had no control over
my own bloody body any more.
    "Hey, that’s the worst of your wounds.
The rest are healing up nicely. You’ll see." Ever the professional,
Carol tried to reassure me as she continued. She smoothed the new
dressing down and moved to the next one. I barely felt the rip,
making me wonder if my pain relief dose was still high. I watched
as she worked, counting the wounds hidden under the white.
    "Oh God." Nathan stood beside me and I
hadn’t noticed him move.
    Carol quickly shifted the sheet so it
covered more of me, but his eyes were fixed on the soft flesh of my
inner thigh. The horror in his expression told me he wasn’t perving
on me in any normal sense of the word. He looked like he was going
to cry.
    It was instinctive, my stupid desire to
hug a grown man as if he was a child who could be comforted. But he
accepted it, hugging me tightly as if he’d been the one hurt.
Somehow, despite how strange it seemed, I felt comforted by the
contact.
    Whatever his motives were, at least he
made me feel better. Or he would, if…I winced as Carol ripped off
another dressing. She was right to keep going without hesitation.
The faster she changed my dressings, the sooner she’d be done with
them. And the less I had to see of the messy red, white and
blue-grey mosaic my body had become.

Part 19
    Dark – Mike – Chris – Kiss – No
    "So you fucked her, then untied her and
dressed her again?" Mike sounded incredulous.
    "Well…it was cold and she wanted to put
her clothes back on. So…yeah."
    If he'd said it was dark at night the
way he said that, I wouldn't have believed him.
    "Bullshit." This sounded closer. I kept
my eyes tightly closed, hoping that he'd go away if I was
asleep.
    No, that only works for children's
nightmares. Not real ones.
    "Get her up and on her feet." The foot
that kicked my leg could only have been Mike's.
    "But she's still not well after the
drugs you gave her…" Chris hedged.
    "Then she'll be easier to control. Get
her up and hold her for me."
    A light hand touched my shoulder.
"C'mon, wake up," Chris murmured.
    Chris is on my left. Mike is down near
my feet.
    I rolled to my right, praying the
dizziness had dissipated. If it hadn't, I knew how this would end.
I shifted into a crouch, ready to defend myself but not knowing
how. "No!" I shouted.
    "Fuck. Hold her still." Mike edged
closer.
    I backed away from them as Chris
started to approach me, too.
    My back touched something. Desperately,
I turned to see I'd backed into a corner. No!
    Swallowing hard, I turned back to face
my captors, hands up in what I remembered was a basic block from my
self-defence classes. Now I wished I'd taken more classes. "Don't
you fucking touch me."
    Mike sounded completely unfazed.
"There's nothing