Grimmjow's Servant - 8

Grimmjow's Servant – Part 8
Sand

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Enjoy!

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When you came to, you were back in Grimmjow's room.  You had a loose shirt on with the top three buttons buttoned and the rest open showing slightly stained bandages around your abdomen.  From your waist(belly button to be precise) down was a blanket. Underneath you could tell that you were wearing loose fitting pants.  You lifted your hand up to your forehead rubbing against your chin noticing you had bandages on your chin as well (made it hard to show facial expressions).

You tried getting up, but you just ended up flopping back down on the bed.  The cut on your stomach had bruised/cut your stomach muscles so it was very difficult to lift yourself up without using your arms.

"You better heal up quick, who knows with your luck something will come in and try to kill you,"  it was Grimmjow's voice you heard before you saw him, he was leaning against the door frame.  "Humans are so primitive, if you were like me you'd be almost healed by now, *huff*" Grimmjow let out a puff of air.

"How long have I been out?" you ask as though you'll get hurt by the answer.

"Well, in human time... about three days." Grimmjow said after thinking about it for a bit.  You tried to get up, but you flopped back down.  Grimmjow left his post by he door to come over and help you out.  Grimmjow came over, putting his arm under your back and propping you up.  You tried to get out of the bed on your own, but failed so Grimmjow helped you stand then let go.  Without saying a word Grimmjow had the facial expression that said, 'I'm not helping you because I want to.'  You forget about asking him for help and slowly take a step towards the bathroom.  Step by step you make it there, now feeling confident that you can do it.  Once in the bathroom you look in the mirror to see your reflection; bandaged and bruised, with matted hair and circles under your eyes.  You slowly move towards the sink, turning the water on lukewarm.  You sluggishly put your hands into the water to wash your face; rubbing away the crusted on blood and sticky sweat.  You dried your hair then noticed that something was different.

Your red hair was now down past your shoulders and all over the place. "what should I do with my hair?" you said to yourself in the mirror. "That's it!" you exclaimed.  You slowly brought you hand up to your hair to run your fingers through to get out some knots. Every so often you had to stop and rest your arms then you would reach back up and continue. Eventually you had rid your hair of most of its snarls and divided your hair into three groups and began braiding it.  Again after a few restings of your arms you finished the braid.

"Grimmjow," you called out to the other room, "do you have a rubber band, elastic or string out there?" No reply, "Grimmjow?" you turn around and look out the door into the room.  No-one was there. "Now where did he go this time?" You reluctantly walked out of the room and made your way over to the bed where some bandages, string, gauze and other stuff were layed out.  You grabbed some of the string and tied the braid.

You carefully got back into the bed, before you knew it you had fallen asleep.

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Upon waking up you were met with the sound of silence, no small sounds of distant fights or explosions, nor the sound of Grimmjow sanding by the door ready with some witty remark.  You were alone once again. You sat up without pain and noticed it was a lot easier to move (compared to last time). So you got out of bed and stood up with no trouble just a little stiffness.

You found your cloths on the couch across from the bed. Taking the cloths with you, you made your way to the bathroom, locked the door and changed into your cloths. As you were putting them on a piece of paper fell from one of them.  The piece of paper was the one Grimmjow had written out ofter you had ripped your pants when he caught you from falling. You put it into a pocket in the pants and left the bathroom. Because of the way your cloths were cut, the bandages on your stomach were very obvious and hard not to notice.  You looked more closely at the bandages and realized that the bandages you had on were cleaner then the ones you had been wearing the last time you got up. 'Grimmjow must have changed them when I was sleeping.' you thought to yourself remembering the note you had put in your pocket.

You looked at the note for a while then it hit you! 'What if you took the directions backwards, you could make it outside.' So that's what you did. You took a deep breath and step out of the room and shut the door.

"Off I go1" You said trying to encourage yourself.  Taking a good look at the note you headed out.

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"OK," you said aloud, "I hope this is it!" Taking a deep breath you opened the door and stepped though.  Your right foot, the first one through, sunk into sand.  Opening your eyes then squinting you looked around; you had made it out side.  You closed the door behind you and put the piece of paper back into your pocket.  Sinking your feet into the sand, you leaned over and scooped up a handful of sand. It felt so good.