Mizuyuki's Point Of View
Mizuyuki was sitting in the living room in a fresh pair of sweats and a hoodie. The boys were all watching a comedy movie of Sebastián's choosing, while Stephen brushed Mizuyuki's hair. Todd had gotten up to pop some popcorn, and had just sat back down after passing out the bowls.
I was at peace with the calming atmosphere, and the men who were secretly keeping an eye on me throughout the movie. It was a little funny, and very heartwarming.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Sebastián got up to answer it.
"Hey, Gloria. Come on in."
In sauntered a woman, in her early 50's, with wavy brown hair and blonde highlights. Her hazel green eyes shined, as she walked in taking in the sights. She had a figure that was breathtakingly beautiful, especially for her age, and a large oversized duffel bag slung over her shoulder. Stephen stood up still holding me, and greeted the woman. Todd stood protectively to our left, not saying anything.
"So, who's the patient?" She asked.
Everyone turned to look at me, and she walked toward me with a smirk.
"Hey there beautiful guy, I'll be your physician for today. Where would you like to be treated? Bedroom, living room, or the loft? Whatever makes you the most comfortable." She asked, attempting to put her hand on my head, but I shrank back.
Stephen also took a step back, making Gloria cock an eyebrow.
"Best to keep things professional, Gloria. He's likely to throw up on you otherwise." Stephen said.
He then turned and walked towards my room. We passed over the threshold, and Stephen gently laid me atop the bed.
"It'll be easier if he's alone. Not just for patient confidentiality, but also because there are times when other people don't need to know certain things. You of all people should understand that right, Stephen?" Gloria asked.
"Mizuyuki, she's a good doctor... She's been the family physician since I was a kid, so you can trust her." Stephen said, kissing my forehead and then my lips.
"I'll be right outside if you need me." He said, walking out the door and shutting it.
"That boy, he's like a completely different person. I wonder... Was that your doing?" She asked me with a teasing squint.
I said nothing, still staring at the door Stephen had walked through. The sense of loss, was more than I thought possible.
"Focus hun, or we'll be here all day. The sooner we finish, the sooner you can see him again." She said, with a breezy chuckle.
I could feel my face heating up with embarrassment, but I still couldn't turn from the door. Gloria sighed, grabbed a chair, and sat directly in front of my view of the door.
"Mind telling me why I'm here? I can't properly treat you, without knowing what ails you."
Her question immediately made me shudder, and the past five days came to me in quick, fragmented, intervals. I swallowed dryly, then looked up at her.
"I... I-I was... abducted... and drugged with... a massive quantity of unknown drugs... Over a five day period... Beaten and raped... repeatedly, throughout those days... by two men." I squeezed out, feeling my throat close up and tears sting my eyes.
Gloria sat in momentary shock, before taking my right hand, and attempted to comfort me.
"I'm currently going through withdrawal like symptoms, and PTSD. I might potentially have insomnia, or just a fear of sleeping in general. I'm in excruciating pain all over, and I have no appetite whatsoever."
Gloria immediately got to work doing a basic check up. She checked my vitals and motor skills.
"Do you have a problem with stripping down to your boxers? I will need to draw blood, and do a physical examination... if that's ok."
"I can try. I can't stand on my own, though."
"It's fine, do your best. We can call Stephen if we have to." She said, reassuringly.
I took off my hoodie and shirt, and she immediately gasped.
"Oh... Hunny. You are in bad shape. Who did this to you? Do you need an official work up for a police report?"
"I don't think reporting it to the authorities will be very fruitful. It was Stephen's and Sebastián's fathers..."
The pen in her hand snapped, and the fury in her eyes matched Myah's after she had rescued me. It was weird seeing this kind of anger from a total stranger.
"Those unbelievable bastards! So, abusing their kids wasn't enough? They had to go after significant others, as well?! Ugh! I should have harvested their organs five years ago! Stupid! Boarish! Shitty! Fucktards! This is unforgivable!"
As she ranted and paced the room, I removed my sweatpants, and laid back down. There was nothing to be said, but I did have some questions about what happened to Stephen and Sebastián when they were younger.
After she calmed down a bit, she sat down, and resumed her work. She checked the bruises on my body, pressed spots on my chest and sides, looked at my throat, and even probed then swabbed my ass. She drew 10 vials of my blood, then hooked up an I.V. full of fluids, antibiotics, and vitamins.
"Now, make sure that I.V. stays connected until its empty. Stephen will know how to take it out, once it's done. Given that you need sleep I'm not sure what to do about that condition just yet. However, I will prescribe you a medication to wean you off the drugs, so your withdrawal symptoms will stop. Take 3 a day with food for 30 days. Do NOT, take them on an empty stomach."
I nodded along to the instructions, however, my body felt heavy all of a sudden.
"Now, you sit tight and let the medication do its thing. I'm going to go have a chat with Stephen for a bit." She said, heading for the door.
It was becoming harder and harder to keep my eyes open, and I began to panic. Not having Stephen beside me before I slept, would be catatonic on my mind. My body went slack, and I couldn't stay awake any longer. Then, fatigue grabbed me with both hands, and pulled me under.
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Sebastián's Point Of View
Gloria walked back out to the living room, walking right past Stephen and his mountain of questions, and planted her feet firmly on the ground in front of the Television.
"This is unacceptable! They went too far! That boy was near death and doesn't even know it! His heart rate was over 200 beats per minute! He is at risk of a heart attack this very moment! Not to mention the bruises and abrasions on his body. I can't be certain, but I suspect he has at least 3 broken ribs! What the actual fuck is going on!?"
Nobody made eye contact with her. It was a sore spot for the current group of men, and none of them had known the full extent of his injuries, or the damage done to him until now.
It was becoming abundantly clear that he was suffering far more than he led on, and that he was putting on the bravest face, for their sake. It was an awful feeling.
The one who was hurt most was doing his best to make everyone else less worried, but what had they done for him besides treat him like a fragile piece of glass?
"What is he doing right now? Does he need help coming out?" Stephen asked.
"I gave him antibiotics, vitamins, fluids, and a muscle relaxer mixed with a mild sedative."
"YOU WHAT!?" The men exclaimed in unison.
"He was severely malnourished, and sleep deprived! As a doctor, I had to–"
Her words were cut off, as the men rushed to the room. Stephen turned around on a dime running back to the hall, Sebastián jumped over the back of the sofa, and Todd moved Gloria out the way before following Sebastián's lead.
"NO! STOP!"
They all halted as Stephen forcefully opened the door, Mizuyuki was screaming at the top of his lungs twisting and turning atop the bed. He was covered in sweat, his hair clung to his face as his hands gripped the sheets tightly.
Stephen rush to the bed, and picked him up while trying to coax him out of his sleep. Nothing he did would rouse him.
"What's happening?!" Gloria yelled from the door, staring at the men.
"Mizuyuki had problems sleeping even before this incident. Now, you've essentially trapped him back in that hell, with no way out!" Todd yelled back.
Suddenly, Mizuyuki started to seize violently, tears streaming down his cheeks.
"No... Stop... Let me go! Please!"
"Mizuyuki, it's okay. I'm right here..." Stephen said, holding him in his arms.
"Please do something to wake him up!" Sebastián yelled at Gloria.
She set her bag down, and unzipped a pouch. She pulled out a vile and syringe, then filled it halfway with the solution. She inserted the syringe into his arm, and Mizuyuki stopped seizing almost instantly.
"Mizuyuki... Come back to me... I'm right here..." Stephen said on a pained whisper.
Mizuyuki's eyes fluttered open, and all the men sighed in relief, then shot murderous glares at Gloria. She stood there in confusion, looking between them and Mizuyuki.
"Uhh! Hurts... Everything hurts..." Mizuyuki said, his eyes unfocused.
His tears began anew as he began to sob, his body trembling.
"I... can't do this... I don't want to do this... Please... don't make me... Ngh... just stop... Please... Let me go..."
Mizuyuki still couldn't distinguish dream from reality, he was still begging his captors to free him. Sebastián and Todd clenched their fists, as they each sat on either side of Stephen, while he held Mizuyuki.
"Mizuyuki, it's okay now. You won't have to do it ever again. Open your eyes, look at me..." Stephen said, kissing him gently.
"Stephen, Todd, and I saved you. Myah too. It'll be alright now, Yuki." Sebastián said, patting his head reassuringly.
"We won't go anywhere without you anymore. So please, rest easy now." Todd added, rubbing the top of his feet.
Mizuyuki slowly blinked, letting out a shuddering sob. Then he opened his eyes wider and looked up at Stephen, confused.
"Stephen...? Todd...? Sebastián...?" Mizuyuki said, looking at each of them in turn.
"Yeah, it's okay now... Would you like to get up?" Stephen asked, wiping Mizuyuki's tears away.
Mizuyuki looked around again and spotted Gloria, then shrank back. She stared back in concern, but didn't approach.
"Who are you?" Mizuyuki asked, seeming to have already forgotten the woman.
"She's a physician. She's going to prescribe you some medication for the pain, potential infection, and a vitamin supplement." Stephen answered instead, glaring at the woman.
"Yes, I'll send Stephen the bill. You just rest up with these big ole softies. They'll take good care of you. Sebastián, I need to speak with you outside a moment." She said, turning on her heels and exiting the room.
"Have Stephen and Todd help you dress, we can finish watching the movie, and Stephen can finish brushing your hair." Sebastián said, placing his forehead against Mizuyuki's, before standing up and walking away.
Sebastián met Gloria at the front door, then opened it for her. They stood out in the hallway of the apartment, an awkward silence hanging between them.
Then, Gloria sighed deeply, "That boy needs around the clock care, for no less than a week. If he can't even sleep for 10 minutes, he will have a psychotic break in the next 72 hours. I can prescribe him medication, it will need to be taken with food, and most of it will make him drowsy. There's no way around that. You boys will need to watch him in shifts, or you're likely to screw up his medication in your own sleep deprived states. His detox medication specifically, has some harsh side effects. He must take it after eating. 3 times a day for 30 days."
She sighed deeply, then straightened her posture before continuing, "I'm sorry. I didn't know the sedative would be the opposite of helping him... However, if I'm right, then that boy has slept a maximum of 8 hours in the last 5 days. If that is the case, it could be that they forced him awake with drugs, and adrenaline. Or something similar, like a shit ton of uppers. His skin shows dehydration, his eyes do not dilate naturally, and his throat is badly bruised and swollen. Meaning, they barely fed him, barely let him rest, and worst of all, they barely let him heal properly. Sebastián, the next 7 days will test all of you. He could die very easily, with none of you being the wiser. He will need a routine, sunlight, and standby medication for emergencies. I'll send all the scripts to Stephen, do not procrastinate filling them. He needs to start the medication by this time tomorrow."
"Yeah... Thanks Doc, Sorry for snapping at you... We just got him back this morning, and it's already been a rough day."
"Well, it's clear how much you all mean to him. However, let me stress that... It will get much worse, before it gets better. His memory for one thing, will be a huge problem for a while. How long will depend on him. When I get his blood work back, I can give you more concrete answers and advice, but I have no idea what they injected him with."
"Thanks again. Be careful on your way back."
"I'll call you when the blood work comes back. Someone needs to watch him at all times. Do you hear me?"
"Yes, Doc... I got it, I got it." Sebastián said, waving her off before going back inside.
They were all back in the living room, the movie was going, and Mizuyuki lay on Stephen's chest while getting his hair brushed. Sebastián sat to the right of Stephen with Todd on the left.
Mizuyuki was still silently crying into Stephen's chest, and Stephen was looking more and more murderous. One thing was for sure, the Doc was right. The next few days would test everyone's limits.