HYBRID GROSS 02

victoria

The rain falls hard on the roof of my old car, making a noise as if it were drilling through iron. It's getting dark and I'm starting to regret going to the supermarket so early today to do the week's shopping because I just can't see much of the road in front of me.

The glass all fogged up makes me afraid that I won't be able to see straight and end up having an accident or running over someone.

“If I'd gone straight home the moment I got off work, I wouldn't be in this situation right now. — I blame myself, talking to myself — But how was I to know that the rain would be this heavy? — I amend defending myself, in short, bipolarity.

I stay calm and drive very slowly, taking almost twice as long as it usually takes me to get home. As soon as I park the truck in front of the cabin, I go down quickly grabbing groceries from the passenger seat and running under the porch, I look for the key in my pants pocket and open the door, I press the switch to turn on the light and to my surprise it is off. energy.

Sure enough the heavy rain must have done some damage to a nearby power pole.

I curse angrily, but there's nothing I can do, so I start looking for the candles I always have in storage, after all, this isn't the first time I've been through troubles living in that old cabin. I light a few around the cabin and go back to the porch to get the bags. Only when I return do I remember that when it rains, it drips in almost every room.

There I go looking for buckets to spread in the gutters. When I'm done, I take off my wet clothes, ready to take a shower and change into warm pajamas, but when I turn on the shower, not a drop of water falls. I run to the kitchen sink and nothing, I have no power and no water either.

- What the hell! The pipe must have come loose down there by the well. I exclaim irritably.

I start looking for an umbrella under the bed where there are some messes that I have no place to put, it seems that when they built this hut, they also made a bed with iron feet glued to the cement floor that there is no way to drag or screw. When I find him I grab a flashlight and leave the cabin feeling the cold wind on my face.

I walk towards the well of water that supplies my cabin and when I'm almost at my destination, a low moan makes me freeze in place.

I bite my lip as I move slowly towards the moan I heard, only because it sounds like an injured dog and I could never ignore it. I only hope from the heart that it really is a wounded little animal and that I can take care of it, I also hope that it is not too late.

My heart races in despair as my eyes catch an image that isn't an animal but a person, specifically a man, a very large man, lying face down in the damp grass.

Moving hesitantly, I crouch next to him, he has long brown hair and is only wearing old pants, nothing else. Her hair covers her entire face and I can't see her features.

I put the flashlight between my thighs to leave one hand free to touch the man, I shake his shoulder to try to wake him up but he doesn't move, he just moans in pain like a puppy, my heart squeezes.

“Let's think on the bright side, if it's making sounds, even in pain, it's not dead. Thank God.

I gently push some of her hair away from her neck to try to feel for a pulse and I feel a faint pulse.

"God, your skin is burning!" I mutter, concern rising inside me.

What do I do? How am I going to drag this man out of here? I can't just leave him in the rain barely alive and burning with fever!

I put my umbrella over him and sit down next to him, not caring if I'm getting all my clothes wet and dirty.

I need to think of something.

Several minutes pass and I come to the conclusion that there's nothing I can do but try to drag him. Feeling terrible about doing so, I run my hands over his massive body to check for severe bruises that would prevent me from dragging him and could end up hurting him more.

“But what am I doing? I'll never know if there's anything serious because I'm not a goddamn doctor. — I shout to myself — Sorry unknown, but it will be worse if I leave it here in the rain. I'll have to drag him out any way I can.

I roll her body onto her back with a little difficulty, throw the umbrella and flashlight away as I won't be able to do two things at the same time, then go back to get it. Now with her body turned, I brush all her hair away from her face so it doesn't drag on the floor and tie it into a knot.

I widen my eyes a little shocked, because now I can see every feature of his face and he is without exaggeration the most beautiful and exotic man I have ever seen in my life. And even the severe beating marks on his face can't make him any less handsome.

My eyes fill with tears at the sight of so many bruises.

“How could someone be so mean as to do this to someone else? I whisper, feeling my heart break at the image.

There is an old piece of cloth tied around his chest and there are also many blood marks on it. His facial features aren't very strange to me, it seems I've seen him somewhere before, I watch him as I use all the strength I can to move him. My back hurts, he's extremely heavy and I don't know if I'll make it.

As the rainwater falls on her face, it washes away the blood marks, making her features more visible to me. Shock courses through my nervous system as I realize what he is.

He has strong and striking features. Fleshy lips. His nose is a little flatter than usual and he has high cheekbones. His skin is a lighter tan.

- It is clear! I exclaim in exasperation. I heard a lot about you guys before I moved into the cabin. You're one of those HybridFalls and Domain Hybrids !

I draw strength from where I don't have it and start pulling him with everything I am. He's not just any man who could be hurt because he hurt someone or did some harm. He's a hybrid , he should never be hurt no matter what. I know their history and this one seems to have escaped from captivity.

"I will protect you as much as I can!" - determined vow.