War With The Devil - BOOK 4 ✔ (Unedited)

Chapter 33

(Sorry for the mistake but I ended up skipping a chapter. This was suppose to be chapter 33. Instead, I had released chapter 34 as 33. Sorry about that.)

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"Is this necessary?" I asked looking at Vincent who was carrying me bridal style to my room which apparently I share with him along with a bed. He nodded his head, "Wouldn't want you to injure your leg more than you already did," he spoke in a soft tone.

I poked the side of his cheek, "That's nice of you but I don't mind being on my feet. You haven't let me touch the floor since I came out the hospital. Aren't I heavy for you or something. I mean you're carrying the food and me," I stated.

He just rolled his eyes, "If you're referring to yourself as being a pain in the butt, you're not and you're weightless to me," he smiled to which I smiled.

Somehow he managed to unlock the door with his full hands and walk us in. He walked over to the couch and laid me on before he passed me my food and drink. I thanked him before he disappeared out the room. Hungrily, I opened the box of Chinese food and started to eat my shrimps with broccoli and white rice. My absolute favorite.

Vincent came back into the living room wearing sweats and a t-shirt. I went to move my legs but he just sat down and placed my leg on top of him. He turned the t.v on and started to eat. We were currently watching Tom and Jerry. So casual, right?

After we finish ate, I took my medication and spent a few minutes relaxing before Vincent carried me to the bathroom. He was now currently waiting outside the bathroom, waiting for me to finish get undress.

"You know, I can shower myself," I shouted.

He let out a hysterical laugh, "Good one Princessa but I'm still going to help you whether you like it or not," he replied.

I rolled my eyes and I sat butt naked on the counter. I inched my way off the counter and stood on my left leg. I put some reassure on my right leg only to suck in a breath of pain.

Looking down, I unwrapped the bandage to see I had halfway self healed but it was still a bit bloody.

"You weren't suppose to take off the bandage," a voice came next to me. I let out a squeal and looked to see it was Vincent. "You're suppose to wait till I get in the tub," I shrieked as I tried to cover myself with one hand.

"Sky, I'm not here to observe your body. I'm just here to help you and I came in because you where a bit too quiet. I know you slowly self heal but you need to take it easy. I'll bandage you up again when you finish bathe," he spoke in a soft voice as he helped me towards the tub.

I slowly sat down in the warm water and hid below my neck under the bubbles.

Vincent turned on the pipe and grabbed a bowl. He filled it up then wet my hair. He did this a couple of times before shampooing and conditioning my hair. Once he was finish, he help me stood up.

"Put your arms around my neck," he ordered as he held my arm.

I shook my head, "Then I'll get you wet and soapy."

He took both my hands and placed them around his neck, "I don't mind nor do I care," he smiled.

He turned the shower on and rinsed my hair out along with scrubbing me down. Once he was finished, he rung my hair of excess water before wrapping me in a towel. He then picked me up bridal style as he walked into the bedroom. Placing me on the bed, he grabbed another towel and towel dried my hair. I couldn't help but giggle at how good it felt especially since I was now becoming sleepy. He then dried me down and put in into some crop top and shorts before bandaging me up again.

"Tired?" he asked as I was now yawning.

"Very," I said laying back on the bed. He grabbed my hand and gentle pull me back up. "Sorry Princessa, I have to comb your hair first," he softly spoke.

"Aw, it's going to be all knotty and it's going to hurt," I pouted.

He shook his head, "I'll be gentle," he promised.

I turned around with my back towards him and he brush my hair. I could feel the comb slowly gliding through my hair. His hand holding piece of my hair as he was trying to be gentle as he promised.

"Vincent," I called.

"Yes, Princessa?"

"Are we ... just friend?" I found myself asking. He stayed silent for a second, "Yes, why? Would you like us to be more than friends?" he jokingly replied.

I let out a chuckle, "No," I lied.

Something about the way he took care of me made me like him. Made me want him for myself.

"You can sleep now," he spoke in a soft tone as he picked me up bridal style and laid me by the head of the bed. He tucked me in and went to leave but I grabbed his hand. "Where are you going?" I asked trying not to sound a bit clingy.

"I'm going to shower then I'll come lay with you. Don't worry, I'm coming back," he whispered as he kissed the side of my head. I felt shivers go through my body as his lips touched the side of my head. With that, he disappeared into the bathroom. Laying on my back I felt myself fading in and out of sleep.

After some time, Vincent came back and was dressed. He got under the covers with me. He pulled me gentle towards his chest and his hand wrapped around my waist. With that, my eyes slowly closed and I drifted off to sleep.

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I let out a soft whimper of pain as I tossed and turn in the dark.

"Sky," a soft voice called my name. My eyes opened to see Vincent staring down at me as he was sitting up on the bed besides me. I then realized I was crying and I quickly wiped my tears away. "Sorry if I woke you up," I apologized as I sat up and continued to wipe away my uncontrollable tears.

He shook his head, "You don't have to be sorry for anything. Are you in a lot of pain?" he asked as he picked up my pill bottle.

I nodded my head and watched as he read the bottle. "You're not allow to take another one until 2 hour. I don't know why it wore off so early," he mumbled as he got off the bed. He walked out the bedroom and around the corner.

Where was he going?

After a few seconds of silence, he walked back around the corner holding a small ice bag.

"W-where did you get that?" I hiccuped pointing to the ice since there was no fridge in this penthouse. "Don't worry about it," he mumbled as he walked over to me and picked me up bridal style. He walked to the living room with the lights dimmed and sat me down on his lap with my legs spread across the couch.

He gently placed the pack on my leg and I let out a hiss at the pain I was feeling along with the coldness.

"I'm sorry," I mumbled looking at him.

His eyebrow rose, "For?"

"Wake you up and all of this," I gestured to my leg. "I would gladly take care of you, injured or not," he smiled which caused me to smile. "Now go back to sleep." His hand looped around my waist and my head fell on his shoulder.

"Thank you for everything," I yawned as I was now falling back asleep. He whispered something but I didn't quite hear him as I was now half asleep.