Sorellina

Wounds

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Dear Readers,
I hope everyone is doing great, even if things are not going according to your plan, then trust me, everything will fall in place at some point. Just keep going Lovelies <3.

Love,
Doodle<3

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RECAP-

Rich people thing I guess.

I sigh knowing it's going to be difficult to tend then with only one hand.

Let's start.......

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This is going to be really painful. I look at the bandages sticking tightly to my wounds. Peeling them off is like peeling off your skin. It's going to pain, a lot. I sigh, I know I don't have any other option right now, if I don't do it now it will cause more trouble. Not like I haven't tended my wounds before.

I can do it. It's just little pain and then I will be fine. Angelina you can do it.

I mentally prepare myself. I think I will not get habitual of getting called Akiandara anytime soon.

I clench a corner on my hoodie in between my teeth in order not to scream from pain. I clenched hard on it every time I felt the bandages ripping off the tissues of my open cuts. Every time I felt a sharp yet slow pain killing me, I clenched my teeth until I felt dizzy. Tears flow down my cheeks continuously as the pain feels like a never ending sensation. Finally what felt like an eternity, I finally managed to peel them all off. I see the condition of my wounds and they look as good as new.

I decide to take shower. I let the lukewarm water flow in my body slowly. It is sending sharp piercing sensations down my spine as soon as it touches any wound on my back. Once I feel good enough. I decided to dry myself up slowly and especially my back. I can't leave it wet. When I am done drying my body I see small blood spots dotting over the baby pink towel I found here in the bathroom. I have to cover these cuts properly or my clothes will be covered in blood too.

Great! Now I have to wash this towel also!

I quickly flush down the old infested bandages down the toilet. Laura said never leave evidence behind. I back face the mirror and try to clean cutd before covering them up. Every time the disinfectant soaked cotton dabbed on the cut I felt a sharp stinging sensation running down my spine. I clench my teeth tightly so as not to scream. Small grunts still managed to escape from my throat. Once I am done, I wipe my tears and look at my eyes. They look little swollen but that doesn't matter, at least I am fine for a while. The pain is still killing me so I mentally make a note to take one more painkiller before going to sleep.

I soak the towel in water for a while and wash it tomorrow morning. I am too tired and in pain to do it now. I wear my old, faded pajama set before going out.

I am shocked to see Lorenzo sitting on a chair by the side of my bed. I was not expecting anybody in my room right now. What is he doing here? Is he here to punish me because I didn't go to his office earlier? But Nathaniel said I don't have to.

"Piccolo, come here. Have a seat." He says in a his usual tone yet it sounded very warm.

I sat on the corner of the bed, as far as possible from where Lorenzo was sitting. When he looks at my choice to sitting place he looks hurt for a second but it's fine before I could be sure.

Maybe I am just imagining things now because of this gut wrenching pain I am feeling right now.

"Piccolo, were you crying?" He asks looking at my face.