CHAPTER TWENTY''SEVEN

Alex Thompson.

We've been waiting for over six hours and no news. No nurses, doctors or any other staff at this place show up to reassure us. We are all very concerned about what happened to our girl. I remain in a state of shock, the sight of her condition breaks my heart and I am in shambles, my head propped against the wall.

Those fucking bastards! I should have tortured them. Our wife suffered so much and we arrived too late.

I hear footsteps approaching and I immediately open my eyes, seeing the doctor approach, with a tired expression on his face. We all got up together.

"So, Doctor?" How is she? Dylan asks, quite concerned.

He lets out a long breath and it makes me swallow hard.

“She's had a lot of injuries all over her body, and her thigh has a big wound, but I've managed to stop the bleeding that was forming, I've given her thirty stitches, and she'll need to rest for a while. But…

"But what, doctor?" Thomas asks.

“She was sexually abused pretty badly and it ended up cutting off her vaginal entrance. I think she will have a lot of trouble urinating because of the cut and wound inside. '' Go over and I feel my body shiver, I see the throat of each of my brothers move. '' Of course I'll apply a healing ointment, the recovery procedure is quick, I'm only concerned with the density of her wound. I will also give you some oral anti''inflammatories that will help with recovery. Other than that, she's fine.

She's not doing well, Doctor.

"Can we see her, Doctor?" I ask, worried.

“Yes, she just transferred to her room. Follow me, please.

We followed him without being able to speak or ask anything else. I'm worried about what will happen from now on, she will have trauma and she certainly won't want us to touch her.

Shit! When we finally get her back by trying to be better for her, it happens and it's all our fault! We were a thirsty, irresponsible bunch of men!

'' Here it is. '' The doctor opens the bedroom door, and we see her in bed, motionless and sedated.

"How long before she wakes up?" Christopher inquires, not taking his eyes off her.

“I think in half an hour or so. “We nodded in silence. "I'll leave you alone, excuse me."

We let out a sigh and one by one enter the room. I approach her bed, noticing that her cheek is purple and her lips have several cuts, the bandage around the wound on her thigh and several needles pierce her arms, a giant IV bag slowly dripping out.

“This is all our fault. I say, drawing my brothers' interest. “We didn't do our job right, we were careless and reckless. There's no answer, and through the silence, I take her pale, cold hand and kiss it. “We are so sorry, my love. '' I whisper and am surprised when I feel her little hand squeeze mine, delicately.

I look up and see her wake up.

“Elisa?” “My brothers immediately come to my side.

She groans and then opens her beautiful light blue eyes.

'' My love. I squeeze her hand and she blinks several times, eyes wide then abruptly takes her hand away from mine and starts to cry.

That was to be expected.

'' I''I''I''I… '' She struggles, but cannot speak through her tears.

“Shh, it's okay. You are safe now. Dylan says quietly.

She starts sobbing and we don't know what to do. Our girl is traumatized and we don't want to make the situation worse.

“I''I''I… I w''was…

Lorenzo takes her hand very gently.

“They're dead, my love. They all suffered from having touched you and we know that you are not well psychologically or physically. But we will help you overcome, even if it takes years. We will be by your side supporting you and taking care of you. '' Say it, very softly. She cries even more and Lorenzo kisses her forehead. '' We'll be by your side, we'll get a psychologist to help you. he said with a small smile.

She looks at us and it breaks my heart. Seeing her with so much fear and despair makes me so hateful, I wish I had made those unfortunate people pay by tasting their own poison.

“I''I''I… I''I already have a psychologist. '' He almost whispers.

'' Your friend? I ask and she nods her head yes. “Fine, we'll talk to her later.

“You can go back to rest, my love. Christopher says. “Do you want anything before you go back to rest?”

She nods.

'' What? we asked in unison.

'' Water. '' Answer very quietly.

Lorenzo quickly picks up the pitcher of water placed in the room and fills the glass for her.

“Can I touch you, my love?” ' he asks cautiously.

“Y''yes.

He leans down, putting his hand under her neck and carefully lifting her up.

“Here, drink it slowly.

She takes the water so eagerly and I get even more irritated with what happened. Those fucking motherfuckers, I hope they're suffering right now in hell.

“Th''thanks. He sighs, already closing his eyes.

'' Rest my love. '' He puts her down carefully and she soon falls asleep.

I let out a sigh. We need to let her friend know about this incident.

“Stay with her. Dylan and I will go look for her friend and you only leave here when we get back '' I instruct and they nod. “Come on, Dylan.

From the hospital, we ask the driver to take us to Elisa's friend and he immediately drives off with the car, the journey takes time due to the congested traffic.

When parking, as soon as we get off and Dylan informs us that we will be brief.

We reach her front porch and I ring the doorbell, feeling anxious.

"Go!" she yells and I sigh in relief to be home, and Elisa's friend appears, her expression confused.

'' Hey! Can I help them?

'' Hi, Jessica, we want to talk to you about something very serious. '' I talk.

She narrows her eyes.

"And do I know you?"

'' We are Elisa's boyfriends. '' Dylan answers seriously.

The woman stares at us in surprise, widens her eyes in an exaggerated way and crosses her arms, making her white cotton T''shirt move up a little.

“And what do they want?” Isn't it enough that they took my friend away from here? What do you want now? '' question, austere.

We sigh.

“We don't want to pick a fight with you, Jessica. We just want to hire you to be Elisa's official psychologist.

She is confused again.

"Wait, what do you mean?" '' Uncross your arms.

'' Elisa was kidnapped, beaten and raped by the damned kidnappers.

His eyes bulge.

'' What? '' Screams, in shock. '' Where is she? '' Question, quite astonished.

“She's at the hospital downtown. We want you to be her psychologist since you're friends and she wants you.

Jessica holds her breath.

“I want to see her now. Take me to the hospital. '' He says, closing the door behind him. “What are you waiting for?” Let's go, damn it!

Fito Dylan.

“If she knew who we really were, she would never treat us like that. '' I comment and he agrees with me before we leave.

“Just to clarify,” she says when we're in the car and we're staring at her. '' I don't care if you work with some illegal things, it doesn't make me afraid of you. Elisa told me everything.

We decided not to answer and followed the path in complete silence. I sincerely hope this girl doesn't do anything reckless.