Paralyzed (2pHetaliaXReader) Ch 16

Just the thought of it made your tears increase. Your whimpers and cries filled the room until the door opened again revealing…

A man dressed in red. At first your memory was clogged by the pain, but as he walked towards you the pain slowly decreased and your memory cleared.

He was the man that drugged you all those weeks ago! When you had realized how dangerous he was it was already too late for you to try and run away. (Not that you would have been able to with the pain caused by your previous tormentor.)
The only thing you managed to do when he reached to grab your broken hand was whimper as you shied away from his grasp. You felt so vulnerable and exposed as you were only wearing your (2f/c) underwear.   

“I’m not going to hurt you,” he said and held up his hands in a gesture meant to calm you. “I’m just going to take a look at your injuries.”

He crouched in front of you and a small smile graced his features. Something about his smile was unnerving, but you didn’t think about it too much as he gently grabbed your hand in his and inspected the damage.  

“We’ll have to put a cast on it so the bones heal correctly,” he said and released your hand before standing up and offering you help to get up. “And you need some painkillers I presume.”

Dazed, you accepted his help and followed him out of the room and up the corridor to a room with bottles and glass vials filled with mysterious liquids standing on big shelves along the walls. He asked you to sit down on a chair and you, still dazed by his kindness, obeyed him and sat down.

A gentle, small smile had been present on the man’s face ever since he’d walked into the room, but when he turned around, his back facing you, it changed into a smirk and his eyes turned a dangerous shade of red. As he prepared the necessary stuff to put a cast on your arm he took a glass jar filled with small white pills and placed it on the desk in front of him.

After a little while he turned around again and faced you, but not before changing his smirk to a gentle smile again. There wasn’t a trace of the previous malicious look on his face as he gently took your left hand and started with the treatment. Soon the cast was done and all you had to do now was wait for it to dry.

“So, now all that’s left is the painkillers and maybe some clothes?” he asked and looked at you questioningly.

You were too dazed to speak so you nodded instead and accepted the pills and the glass of water he gave you. The man then walked out of the room to get some clothes you presumed. After swallowing the pills you started feeling weird and you soon fell out of your chair. You tried, with the help of your healthy hand, to get up from the floor, but only fell, over and over again.

Soon your muscles stopped moving all together and you laid there on the floor with panic settling in your mind. Your face was turned towards the door so you saw when the man came back and you had a perfect view of his smirk as he lifted you from the floor and laid you on an examining table. He placed a rather hard pillow under your head so you could look down on your lifeless body.

“It seems the drug works perfectly, doesn’t it?” he said and sounded proud of himself. “I made it myself. It took some time to find the right ingredients, but I’m pretty satisfied with the result. You can’t move a muscle right now, can you? But you will feel everything that’s about to happen to you.”

Your eyes would have widened with fear if they could move at all. You tried to speak, but the sounds that came out sounded nothing like words. The fear you felt made tears spring from your eyes and run down your cheeks.

You felt the tears, but could do nothing about them. The tears blocked your vision, but you couldn’t blink them away. Something similar to a surprised yelp left your mouth when you felt someone wipe the tears away. Someone made you blink by pushing your eyelids down with their fingers and you could soon see who stood bent over you.