Sisters by chance - The beginning

Thanke You

Sofia's POV 

How can everything in here be so clean? It feels so amazing! After scrubbing my red skin for a long time, I realize that it's gonna take more to feel clean. Maybe I'll feel dirty forever? In the misty bathroom, I find a damp towel to dry myself off with. Thankfully the mirror is covered with mist. Lacking something else to wear, I wrap the towel around myself and step out into my room. Here the light is still soft and pleasant. The curtains are drawn and cover the windows, but a large clock on the wall shows half-past four. I wonder if it's morning or afternoon. Someone has made my bed and presented a toiletry bag, underwear, and a new hospital garment. It is white and big, like a dress. It smells clean and fresh. I pull it over my head and opened the small bag. In it, is a toothbrush, a brush for my hair, and a small tube of some skin product for my face. I go back into the bathroom and brush my teeth properly for the first time in ages. The mist isn't all over the mirror, and I see myself. I'm a mess. My face is bruised, but my eye is not as swollen anymore. The skin on my neck has an unpleasant yellow-green color. With a sigh, I go back out and brush my hair. I work through my hair gently before making a braid, as Hannah usually does. My stomach growls loudly at the same time as my eyelids feel heavy again. 

I lie down in bed completely spent. Weak. Taking a shower shouldn't make me so tired. I close my eyes and enjoy the feeling of being clean, my fingers are like raisins still. The thought of the two men sneaks in on me and makes me smile. I can't help but smile at the thought of them. The blond, and his soft curls. The dark one has these incredible hazel eyes. I remember them from before. Even though I panicked. Thinking of them makes me giddy. At the same time, I am ashamed of how I look. And I can't imagine what I looked like when they found me. With a disappointed sigh, I fell asleep. If I can barely look at me, why would they?

Lucas POV 

Jake took me to the packhouse for a shower and a change of clothes. It was nice, but now I feel restless. Pacing the floor of the room I was given, all I can think about is her honey hair, her soft pink lips, and her deep-sea blue eyes. Those eyes, deep enough to drown in. If it had not been for the fear in them and her bruises. All would have been perfect. Thinking of her makes me hard, and I can't wait until she lets me hold her. The things I want to do with that woman. I sigh and close my eyes hard in an attempt to stop thinking about her. Useless, it doesn't work. Not even a little. She is all I see. Before it was her from my dream, now it's from real life. Jake comes back and looks so cheerful. He wears clean clothes, and his hair is damp. He hasn't shaved but it suits him. He has this massive grin,

"ready?!" he wonders as he steps inside. He still hasn't informed me of this plan of his. When we left her in the hospital, I was so deeply engrossed in my rage and despair over what she has gone through, that I couldn't think of anything else. Jake is a good friend, and after all that has happened, our friendship feels stronger than ever. Sharing a partner with someone has never struck me as an option. So how can it already feel natural? She has not even accepted us yet.

"Yeah, I'm better now!" I mumble "So, tell me this plan of yours!"

He tells me about her wanting to meet us according to his mother. And about fixing a 'mini date' so she can get to know us. I think it could work.

"I'm in!" I tell him and follow him out. I'm thinking about her again and can’t help the small smile on my lips to the hospital.

Harry meets us outside and walks with us to her door. He gives us the food with a wink and walks off saying 'good luck. Jake takes a deep breath before knocking softly on the door, I hold my breath. A million thoughts go through my mind, my heart races in my chest. Jake looks at me apprehensively and knocks again. Still nothing. I can't take not seeing her and pushing him out of my way. Slowly and quietly I opened the door and peek inside. She is curled up in the bed, asleep. I let out the breath I was holding and walked in.

Jake's confidence seems to have faltered, and he stays behind me. She is so pretty, despite the bruises, her face is soft and relaxed, her breath is even. She has braided her wet hair and pulled on a new garment. Her legs are exposed, and I want to touch her. It itches in my fingers to trail her legs up to her hips and feel her soft skin. Jake grabs a small table in a corner and pulls up the food. Pizza, French fries, milkshakes, and some other stuff. I study her, her nose twists in the cutest way when the smell of the food reaches her.

I don't want her to be frightened like before and whispers to her,

"Hi Sofia, we have got some food. Are you hungry?"

When her eyes snap open I regret talking and back up. Holding my hands visible. She blinks and looks around. Jake and I stand completely still, waiting for her to do something. It takes a few seconds before she focuses on me. Suddenly I get nervous, my palms feel damp, and my heart is racing. She looks at me with her dark eyes and tilts her head. Then she does the most amazing thing ever. She smiles! It is a small and gentle smile, but it reaches her eyes. My heart skips a beat, and I sigh in relief. I smile back at her, still frozen in the same place.

"Hi," she whispers, her voice a bit raspy, and all we do is stare at each other. Jake gently clears his throat at the foot of the bed. When she turns to him, the enchantment between us breaks.

"Hungry?" Jake asks cautiously. She nods absently without breaking eye contact with him. She is human and cannot feel the bond between us, at least not in the same way as we do. But it's obvious that she feels drawn to us. I chuckle lightly and grab a chair to sit down. The smell of food makes her stomach rumble loudly. She kneels in bed and crawls down to the foot end of the bed, where she takes her seat cross-legged.

"Yes, thank you!" she says quickly. Jacob, who is still enchanted, takes what is closest and gives her a plate filled with only french fries. The deep moan that escapes her when she puts one in her mouth makes me painfully hard. I want to be the one to make her sound like that. Can you be jealous of food? She eats with her eyes closed, savoring every bite. 

I'm glancing at Jake. He struggles with control of his wolf. His eyes reveal him, they flicker between Jake's forest green and Blue's dark, almost black eyes. He sits with clasped hands and rubs them over his thighs. Suddenly she looks up with confusion. She quickly puts down the plate and looks slightly embarrassed.

"Don't You want some?" she wonders hesitantly. I clear my throat.

"Well, we just didn't want to do anything to scare you." She makes the sweetest sound ever, she giggles.

"Oh! Maggie promised me I don't have to be afraid of you two. She said that you found me, and saved me?" She tells us, looking at us one at a time. We nod.

"Thank you, both of you. I don't know how to thank you enough?!" She whispers gazing down at her hands. On instinct, I reach out and take her hand. The warm feeling of her soft hands, so small in mine. I hold her hands in mine and stroke them with my thumbs, it tingles. She does not move but lets me hold her. Small drops fall on my hands. Jake puts a finger under her chin and makes her lift her head to look at us. She smiles through her tears. Despite the bruises, the slightly swollen eyes, and the red nose, she is beautiful.

"You, don't have to thank us. What was done to you was unacceptable, it should never have happened! You do not know us yet, but we hope you want to get to know us." He mumbles and caresses her cheek with his thumb. She leans against his hand and sighs. Her need for tenderness and closeness overcomes her past fears. We sit quietly for a while together and let her finish crying before we let go and continue to eat. She is quiet and still hesitant but apparently, she loves French fries and I can't stop being jealous. We let her be and eat while looking at her. She sits with her eyes closed and eats slowly. 

She suddenly looks up at me and tilts her head.

"You're Lucas, right?" I nod, feeling confused. How did she know?

"And you must be Jacob then!" She continues turning to Jake. He frowns and looks at her questioningly.

"How did you know?!" He asks, a bit suspicious.

"Oh, with my magic powers of course!" She giggles. 

"What?" We both exclaimed, making her jump slightly. 

"Um, I'm sorry. It was a joke." She explained "Maggie told me. I only guessed who was who based on your appearance. You look like her." She says, pointing at Jacob.

"Ah, how dumb of us! Of course, she told you. But magic powers would have been awesome!" Jake says saving us from our outburst. We all laugh.

"You can call me Luc, almost everyone does. And Jacob is known as Jake!"

"I'm Sofia, or Sofi if you ask my sister!" 

"Oh! Alright then: Sofia, tell us about yourself?!" I say leaning back in my chair, I want to know all about her. She looks at me with this dreamy look for a moment, then shakes her head and gently starts telling us about her. I sit and enjoy looking at and listening to her. Her dialect is the cutest, she is from the south somewhere. She tells us about her home, her family, and life.

She doesn't say a word about the time with Hugo, and we don't pressure her to.