Chapter 6- Pains

Chapter 6

"That's horrible. How could you survive that with your santiy still intact?" said Carmon.

"I'm not completey sure how I did either," said Kytia, a weak smile forming on her lips.

"I get the feeling that it wasn't just pain because of an emotional scar or even the physical scar he would've caused by slicing your abdomen," said Carmon, seeing the mistiness and anguish in Kytia's eyes.

"You're very perceptive," said Kytia. Her voice no longer smelled like better times when she said her next words, it smelt like the worst of times gone by. "There are two other things that he did to my abdomen- both emotionally scarring but one more physically scarring than the other. Carmon... he... well, I don't know exactly what he did but he somehow stopped my reproductive system from working. I can't... I can't ever have children."

The reminder of her tragic inability to carry a child made her pause for a moment as she tried to prevent herself from crying so that she could continue to speak.

"He also forced me to kiss him. Carmon, I was only fourteen; he stole my first kiss, my innocence- the only innocence I had left after killing so many, torturing so many, murdering so many innocents. He would always press his hands into the lowest part of my abdomen- especially after slicing it; he was convinced that I liked it when he touched me that way, that I loved his touch," said Kytia when she finally regained her composure.

Carmon said nothing for a few moments. When he did speak he said, "I... I cannot believe how atrociously you were treated. I... I'm stunned, really, that someone could do those things to you."

"Well, they did. But, you know what Carmon, it doesn't matter what happened; I'm alive, I'm free and most importantly I have a heart. I'm not destroyed- they are," said Kytia before gasping in pain and clutching her abdomen.

"What's the matter?" asked Carmon, concerned.

"Just because I cannot carry a child and don't have my period doesn't mean I escape the intense pains that I experienced when I did have my period. I still have them and they're just as bad as they were," said Kytia, grimacing as another wave of pain flowed through her. She burst into tears.

"I'll look after you. How long does this normally last?" said Carmon, sitting next to Kytia on the bed.

"Between five and eight days. It's not always as bad as this but I can say that I will be quite weak and reliant on you for awhile," said Kytia, still clutching her abdomen.

"We should probably get you changed so that you can rest," said Carmon, opening the door to the huge wardrobe that occupied a whole wall of the bedroom and pulling a few things out.

Carmon looked at Kytia. "Are you going to be able to change by yourself?" he asked.

Kytia just shook her head, unable to speak.

"Very well, I shall have to change and bathe you," said Carmon with a wicked smile.

Kytia groaned but Carmon couldn't tell if it was due to his statement or her pain. He surmised that it was probably a mixture of both.

Carmon went into the bathroom and ran the bath, filling the huge, sparkling white tub with warm water. Once he was finished he went back into the bedroom and picked Kytia up gently and carried her to the bathroom where he gently pulled off her jacket and top.

"Can you stand by yourself if you lean on this sink?" asked Carmon.

Kytia nodded and put her hands behind on the counter, putting her weight on it and allowing it to hold her up as Carmon quickly undid her combat pants and pulled them down, quickly removing her black underwear. Carmon didn't stare at Kytia's naked form, rather he picked her up again and placed her gently into the deep water of the bath, something which Kytia was immensely thankful for.

Carmon washed her hair and her body before helping her out of the bath and drying her with a soft towel. He helped her step into some red knickers before pulling one of his pyjama tops over her head. It covered her to almost her knees.

When Kytia looked questioningly- she knew that he had female clothes in the house, lots of them- at  Carmon he said, "I think you will be more comfortable in this whilst you are in pain and it is also easier for me to pull off to bathe you and heal you."

Kytia smiled weakly as Carmon carried her back to the bedroom and lay her down. She clutched her abdomen and, mercifully, she passed out.